Jane can't control it any more. She runs to Mu Jiaxing and stares at Mu Zhanqian with a cold face. "I don't see that the child can't hold it. There are three kinds of anxieties. If you have the ability, you can hold one!"

With that, without waiting for mu Zhanqian to speak, he took Mu Jiaxing and went back.

Before entering the door, Mu Jiaxing's little hand holding his trousers suddenly froze, and his little face flushed like blood.

Seeing that he did not leave, Jane also stopped: "what's the matter? Is there no hurry? "

Tick.

Tick.

Mu Jiaxing

Listen to this embarrassing voice.

He just wanted to find a hole to get in.

Jane Wei Ran looked at his wet trousers and realized that she was even more angry at Zhan Qian's overbearing and unreasonable appearance. If he didn't have to leave, how could the child be like this? Mu Jiaxing, such a smart child, must feel embarrassed at the moment.

No, Mu Jiaxing is so embarrassed that he wants to die now!

Mu Zhanqian didn't know what was going on here. Seeing that they were there, he thought it was Mu Jiaxing who was clever and raised his voice: "Mu Jiaxing!"

Jane Weiran was still worried about the embarrassment of her children, thinking about how to comfort him. When she was urged by him, she didn't care about anything. She turned around and said, "can't you worry about the children's mood? They don't want to leave. You have to take them. If the child wants to go to the toilet, you won't let him. Are you unreasonable? "

He's unreasonable?

Mu Zhanqian's eyes were full of anger.

Jane Weiran pulls up Mu Jiaxing again: "go in with aunt to change pants!"

"But my dad..."

"Don't worry about him!"

Mu Zhanqian: "I'm not sure."

This woman, more and more lawless, is to see him let her?

……

Mu Jiaxing blushed with shame and didn't dare to look at Jian Weiran.

Close your eyes and let her wipe her legs.

Jane Weiran couldn't find the trousers suitable for the little boy. Remembering that he was carrying the suitcase just now, she said in a soft voice, "Jiaxing, you don't have to care too much. There was a reason just now. No one would laugh at you. By the way, did you have your trousers in the suitcase just now?"

Mu Jiaxing nodded.

Jane is not ready to take him to the sofa outside, and then go outside to look for the box.

As soon as they come out, they find Mu Zhanqian and Mu Zichen sitting on the sofa.

Mu Zichen is watching TV.

Mu Zhanqian has already taken off his windbreaker and rolled up his shirt sleeves at will. He looks like he's at home. He's opening the small box that Mu Jiaxing brought and searching inside.

After a while, he took out a pair of children's trousers and a small quadrangle and threw it.

Jane quickly catches up and holds Mu Jiaxing to the sofa on the other side to put him on.

After wearing, Mu Jiaxing moved to Mu Zichen to watch cartoons with her.

Jane didn't get up and went to wash the clothes that the two brothers and sisters had just changed.

Mu Zhanqian went to the balcony and saw that she was putting her clothes into the coax dryer.

She was wearing a V-Neck Sweater in off white, showing a slender white back neck, and her long hair added a bit of home beauty.

Before Jane finished her work, she turned and saw him leaning against the wall, staring intently at her.

That pair of black eyes, like a galaxy of stars, let her heart beat faster.

When she thought of the roar she had just made at him, her mind was numb. She lowered her eyes and wanted to cross him and enter the room quickly.

Suddenly his arm sank, and the heat from Mu Zhanqian's fingertips seemed to pierce his skin and burn his heart.

She earned earned earned did not break away, frown: "something to say, don't touch me."

Mu Zhanqian's deep black eyes were staring at her, as if he wanted to look at her heart.

She slightly annoyed: "if you don't let go, I'll call Jiaxing and Chenchen!"

Mu Zhanqian raised his thin lips as if he had guessed that she didn't dare to cry. However, he released his fingers and stood up. His tall shadow covered her.

The man's low voice fell from the top of his head: "I haven't eaten yet."

Jian Weiran

Does it matter to her whether he eats or not?

"Make me something to eat."

Jane is not yet tiny Zheng, lift Mou to see him one eye, close close close lips: "have no rice."

This is her family. Is he used to be a man in Shanshui, and he treats her as a servant?"Do whatever you want." Mu Zhanqian said, and his mobile phone rang.

Instead of looking at Jane, he pressed the phone to answer.

Jane didn't come into the kitchen and took the noodles out of the refrigerator. She was so annoyed that she didn't want to make food for him. Why did she come to the kitchen again?

It's crazy.

When the noodles are cooked and served out, the man is sitting at the dining table and looking through the email in his mobile phone.

Jane didn't see the messy chicken wing bones on the table in front of him. Her face turned red. She put down the bowl and quickly cleaned up the table.

Mu Zhanqian raised his eyes to see the noodles and frowned: "I only eat dinner."

Jane was speechless: "didn't you make me feel free?"

"Casual" means dishes

"I'm not happy to go out and eat by myself!" Jane didn't want to pay any attention to him. She turned around and looked at the clothes in the coax dryer. Seeing that the coax was almost the same, she took them out to air.

When she comes in, Mu Zhanqian answers the phone by the window.

And that bowl of noodles, have eaten only empty bowl put there.

Jane can't help but raise her lips.

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