Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

This was the first time the two kissed when they were both conscious.

Yan Huan was kissed in a whirl, and her brain was almost deoxygenated.

She blushed and looked at the culprit angrily.

"Li mingjue, you!"

She slapped her, but the slap was soft and was gripped in the air before it touched the man's face.

Li mingjue pulled back hard, and she stuck tightly to his chest and couldn't move.

He pinched her jaw, lifted it slightly, and sprayed the clear breath, which made Yan Huan ashamed and angry again.

"You let me go..." she said weakly, her eyes misty.

Li mingjue bullied him and pressed him down. His voice was clear and he didn't see any emotion at all.

"Yan Huan, if I were a sex wolf, you would have been eaten alive by me countless times."

Her pupils suddenly constricted. She knew that Li mingjue didn't lie.

If he wants to be strong with her, she really has no power to parry, just like just now.

A trace of anger appeared at the bottom of her eyes, not angry with each other, but angry with herself.

She was the only one affected by the kiss just now, but he didn't respond at all.

Li mingjue let her go, "so stop fooling around in front of me, drink the porridge and take the medicine, and get well."

Yan Huan gamble: "I don't have to do so. What's wrong with me? My body is my own. I has the final say."

"I won't send my son Joe to school at this time. If you get well one day later, he will go to school one more day. Make your own decision."

Her son has always been her weakness. Yan Huan was pinched at once.

Her chest heaved violently and her heart ached with anger.

"This porridge is too hard to drink! I don't want it!"

"I've dismissed all the servants at home. Either you drink what I make or you drink what Wen Yi makes. You choose."

Yan Huan choked and asked her to drink what Wen Yi made?

Then she might as well drink DDVP directly.

She glared at the man angrily, picked up the fish porridge and drank it all at once.

The worry in Li mingjue's eyes dispersed and said in a low voice, "where's the medicine?"

Yan Huan, with a bitter face, took the two pills and then fell into bed without saying a word.

She secretly vowed in her heart that she would never sleep with the window open in her life.

Illness is not only uncomfortable! You have to be bullied by this man.

When will she get through it?

For the next two days, Yan Huan was angry and stuffy in the room. Li mingjue would come in to deliver meals in the morning, noon and evening. The meals were also cooked in a variety of ways, which could be regarded as a little conscience.

But these were seen by Wen Yi, so she rushed into Yan Huan's bedroom with a knife and stabbed her to death.

In the kitchen.

The delicious white porridge bubbled.

Li mingjue leaned on the table, looked through the documents in his hand, and looked up at the porridge from time to time.

"Mingjue, are you cooking porridge?"

The gentle female voice sounded. Li mingjue didn't look up and knew that the visitor was Wen Yi.

After a long time without a response, Wen Yi flashed an embarrassment on her face, "let me help you."

She picked up the milk on the table and was ready to add it to the pot.

As soon as the lid was opened, a pair of long arms flashed past his eyes and the milk in his hand was snatched away.

"Pa -" the lid fell to the ground and rang.

Wen Yi was startled. "Ming Jue, what's the matter with you?"

"Yan Huan is allergic to milk."

Li mingjue glanced at her and picked up the pot cover.

Wen Yise shrunk. "I'm sorry, I don't know. I just see you are too tired these days. I have to take care of her and work. I want to help. There's no malice."

"No, I can."

"OK..." Wen Yi pursed her lips and turned to go out.

"Wen Yi."

Wen Yi's face was overjoyed and turned around. "What's the matter, Ming Jue?"

"Don't interfere in anything related to Yan Huan in the future."

The smile on the corner of her mouth solidified, and Wen Yi smiled, "mingjue, did you misunderstand something?"

"Is it a misunderstanding? You and I know that if you let me know that you are in trouble with Yan Huan, you will move back to your apartment."

"I... see."

Wen Yi lowered her eyes, looked at the milk in Li mingjue's hand for a moment, and immediately moved away.

……

The next day, Wen Yitian got up before dawn. While everyone was sleeping, she quietly sneaked into the kitchen and mixed milk into Yan Huan's breakfast porridge.

After watching the milk mixed with porridge, a cold light appeared in her eyes.

"What are you doing?"

The young voice suddenly broke the silence. Wen Yi shook her hand and spilled milk all over the floor.

She suddenly turned back and looked at muziqiao's big dark eyes.

"You, why did you wake up so early?"

Mu ziqiao narrowed his big black and white eyes. "Do you put milk in my mommy's porridge? Do you want to kill her?"

Wen Yi said boldly, "what are you talking about? What's wrong with me adding some milk to supplement her nutrition?"

"Oh? Then I'll ask Uncle Li what's wrong with you."

Wenyi's expression was stiff and came forward to drag Muzi Qiao back.

"Wait a minute!"

Mu ziqiao shook her hand and said coldly, "don't touch me, or I'll shout for help!"

"No, no!"

Wen Yi retracted his hand and said with a smiling face, "don't complain, children. My aunt is also kind-hearted. She wants your mommy to get better soon."

"Nonsense! My mommy is allergic to milk. If you add milk to her, you just want to see her seriously ill!"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I really don't know your mommy is allergic to milk. If I know, let me... I can't get married all my life, okay?"

Mu ziqiao narrowed his eyes and said, "no, the poison oath is not cruel enough."

"Well, what kind of poison oath do you say?"

"If you lie, you will have no one to rely on and love all your life. You will be sick and miserable all your life!"

Wen Yi clenched her teeth and made an oath according to Muzi Qiao.

"Is that all right?"

"That's about the same." Mu ziqiao snorted coldly, "hum, but don't be happy too early. As long as you get close to my mommy again, I'll tell Uncle Li about today and let him drive you out! Do you hear me?"

"I hear you."

Mu ziqiao looked at her obedient appearance. Then he left with satisfaction and went back upstairs.

As soon as he entered the door, he hummed a cheerful tune.

Yan Huan couldn't help looking up at his son, "what's the matter, son, in such a good mood?"

Mu ziqiao smiled, "just caught a mouse."

Yan Huan's face suddenly changed. "Mouse? Where is it?"

"Hey, Mommy, don't be nervous. I've thrown it out."

Muzi Joe climbed into bed and rubbed into her arms. "Mommy, when can you accompany me to school? That cold brother picked me up and sent me to and from school these days. The children dare not talk to me."

Yan Huan's cold iceberg face popped out of his mind. He couldn't help laughing and said, "that brother is just a little cold. He's still very kind."

"I know! I just want mommy to accompany me more!"

"OK, Mommy will see you off today, okay?"

"Good!" Yan Huan kissed Muzi Qiao's small face, got up, put on his clothes and went out.

I didn't want to run into Li mingjue as soon as I went out. She hurriedly stepped back three steps.

"Where are you going?"

Yan Huan frowned and was not ready to answer. As a result, Muzi Qiao took the lead: "Mommy wants to send me to school, Uncle Li!"

Li mingjue said faintly, "I'll send you."

"No......" before Yan Huan finished speaking, Muzi Joe jumped down from her arms and pulled Li mingjue's trouser leg, "Wow, wow! Uncle Li is with us."

"Hello, Joe..."

"Mommy, hurry up!"

Yan Huan was speechless. Looking at Li mingjue's proud smiling face, he bit his lips and followed up.

The three got on the bus. The car just drove out of the villa. Within ten minutes, a Maserati drove into the villa