99 Days' Love Contract

Mu qianhan is half asleep and half awake. He hears a voice ringing in his ear, but he can't hear clearly what he said.

She struggled to open her eyes, and saw the sofa, a large and a small sitting there, do not know what to whisper there.

"Yi Si?" Mu qianhan cried in a low voice.

"Mommy!" Mu Si Yi immediately struggles out from the arms of Mu Yifeng and runs to Mu qianhan.

Mu qianhan raised his left hand and held musyi in his left hand. He looked at Mu Yifeng in his eyes, just as he looked at the upper muyifeng. Eyes bump together, mu qianhan Zheng Zheng Zheng, head down.

"Did Si Yi listen to Shuai Bi's father?"

"Si Yi is very obedient, but mummy is not obedient, so she is ill." Moussi Yi, wringing his fingers, sat beside the moyifeng.

Hearing his son's words, mu qianhan's face turned red, and there was no reply for half a day.

"Si Yi, come here to Shuai Bi daddy." Mu qianhan was liberated by the nomadic wind.

Mu Si Yi cleverly walked to Mu Yifeng's side, and then looked for a book to read it obediently.

"Thank you, Mr. mu." Without him, my son would be waiting in kindergarten now, and she didn't know where she had been sent.

Hearing the three words "Mr. Mu" said from mu qianhan's mouth, Mu Yifeng's expression on his face was unnaturally stiff.

"You're welcome!" Finish saying then no longer see mu qianhan, he is afraid that he can't help asking her to call.

The atmosphere in the ward became very strange, and Si Yi was keenly aware of it.

He looked at his mother with his back to them, and looked at the frost on his face.

"Mommy, do you eat fruit? Uncle Ann bought it just now Moussi Yi's fat little hand holds a big apple out of the bag.

Mu Yifeng spontaneously picked up the apple, "I'll peel it."

Mu qianhan originally wanted to say that he would come, but it was not good to insist on seeing the eager expression of the pastoral style. In Mu qianhan's eyes, Mu Yifeng should have everything except kitchen idiot, but he didn't want to go down with a knife, and half an apple flew to Mu qianhan's hospital bed.

Looking at the fruit knife in the hand of Mu Yifeng, mu qianhan was a little frightened. "Or I will come, and the needle on my hand will not have too much influence."

"I can." He didn't believe it. Even an apple was against him.

Mu Yifeng threw the small half of the apple on the hospital bed into the garbage can, but he just peeled off an apple skin the size of a nail plate.

Mu qianhan is really afraid that Mu Yifeng will cut off his fingers, so he wants to get up and grab the knife from the hand of Mu Yifeng, but he doesn't want the latter to be on guard for a long time.

See her rise, immediately raised eyebrows, "you lie in bed don't move, I can do."

Then quickly under the knife, and finally in Mu qianhan's panic, the apple to cut, the original palm size of the apple, finally even the size of the fist are not.

Mu Yifeng handed the apple to Mu Si Yi's hand, which was looking forward to him. The latter sent the apple to Mu qianhan.

Mu qianhan looks at this apple that only cuts potholes, one time does not know how to react.

Finally, she took the apple in her son's expectant eyes.

Mu Yifeng looks at her action, the corner of the mouth purses, a smile glides from the mouth.

Mu qianhan just saw Mu Yifeng's smile, but the smile flashed too fast, as if it were her illusion.

Maybe I was dazzled just now! Mu qianhan muttered.

Because of previous experience, it is obvious that Mu Yifeng's second apple is much smoother, but it is still pitted.

A pair of casually signed, is the hands of hundreds of millions of business hands, but the fruit cut out is so bumpy.

Pooh! Mu qianhan finally couldn't help laughing.

Mu Yifeng raised his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, completely out of the matter.

"Ha ha..." Mu qianhan looks at his expression, the stomach all smiles ache.

"Mommy, do you think you're so good?" Musyi looked at his mother seriously.

Of course, he knew what Mommy was laughing at, but looking at his handsome family and his father's expression of knowing nothing, he really felt that handsome was more pitiful than daddy.

Mu Yifeng is a face of inexplicable, look at mu qianhan, and look at Mu Si Yi.

"Mommy thinks it's good, ha ha..." Boy, you look at your mommy with that kind of expression. You're looking for a fight.

Moussi Yi is very euphemistic way: "handsome than daddy, after you still don't peel the apple."

Mu Yifeng looks at Mu Si Yi, mu qianhan, and the apple on his hand. His face is red for the first time.

He has been a nomad and wanderer in black and white for so many years. This time, he lost his face in front of his beloved woman and son.

The general manager of the fashionable group, who cut an apple, was despised.

"Ha ha..." This time, mother and son laughed.

Mu Yifeng's face was black.He still can't say heavy words, one is holding pain is not enough time, one is afraid to say a little heavy words.

Poor shepherd president, have you been punished?

What did that sentence say? How can a man not be stabbed if he is wandering in the river and lake?

When an Zizhu enters the ward with the documents that Feng Shao asks for, she sees Miss Mu and Si Yi smile together, and Feng Shao is black and silent.

Watch him come in, the wind is less a face is blacker.

Anzi touched her nose and put the document on the sofa next to fengshao.

"Feng Shao, Miss mu, I'll go first." An Zizhu feels that the atmosphere here is strange. He'd better go first.

Don't go, assistant! Come and have a taste of the apples you cut by fengshao yourself... " Mu qianhan's tone is very serious, absolutely not half silk to tease the meaning.

Except for the slight curve of her mouth.

Hearing mu qianhan's words, Mu Yifeng's muscles on his face twitched for a moment, and his eyes coldly swept to Anzi.

The latter only felt the cold arrow on his back. He secretly took a glance at the originally round apple on the tea table. The whole uneven Apple looked like it had been gnawed by a mouse.

The corners of his mouth twitch, which is not their great and wise wind less masterpiece?

"Anzhizu, it's time for you to go back and work overtime." There was a threat in the cold voice of the nomadic wind.

Hearing the words of little wind, an Zizhu almost didn't stagger and fell a dog to eat excrement.

I am wronged for the lack of wind! I really don't dislike that you have eaten the apple to the mouse.

It's a pity that things decided by little wind can't be changed. Assistant ANN, you can work overtime in peace!

After Ann Zizhu left, the laughter in the ward stopped.

Well, mu qianhan and Mu Si Yi have just forgotten about the animal husbandry and Yifeng, but the general manager of the popular group is absolutely right.

Now that I think about it, they think that in order to save the face of Mr. mu, they still don't laugh.

Do you really think that's good? Now I think it's for the sake of Mr. Mu's face.