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"Help me prepare. I'm staying in the guest room today." Directly put some carry on luggage on the sofa. Xiangyang Yuguang looked around to choose a house, but she didn't want to be stunned at this time. She didn't expect that the young lady would be separated from the young master after she came back.

"Young master, this is not very good, although she has been married for so long..." when Zhang Ma said these words, she looked up and down at the two people. It was obvious that they seemed to be angry.

Especially now, looking like the determination on Xiangyang's face, Zhang Ma swallowed back her words. She didn't know whether to say it or not. She could only look at Jiang Yuanzhou and bring some help.

"Have you decided?" He slightly raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the little woman insisted so much. It seems that he really underestimated her, but he was a little lost in his heart.

"Of course, I don't want to be so close to you for the time being, and we have agreed before. You don't want to press me again, otherwise I will be rude to you."

Xiangyang snorted coldly, turned around, picked up her bag and prepared to go to the guest room. At this time, Zhang's mother quickly followed.

"Madam, what's going on? What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly separated? " Her face was a little anxious. After all, the young master and young lady have lost their memory. If they don't remember that they used to be, or even sleep separately.

Where does this... This... Come from?

Xiangyang sighed a little and turned around. He had an unspeakable feeling. He just felt his throat was very blocked.

"I'm fine. I just want to live alone for a few days now. Please help me clean up a house." When she spoke slowly, she looked at Zhang's mother gently. Of course, she knew that Zhang's mother was for her good. That's why she didn't want to make Zhang's mother uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuanzhou stood far away and saw Xiangyang and Zhang's mother entangled together. Of course, he could see the anxiety on his face at this time. Does she just don't want to face future things with herself?

His heart was severely kneaded. Although he couldn't remember what had happened before, he still couldn't stand seeing this scene.

"I'd better live together, madam. If I'm a little embarrassed, I can tell you..." Mom Zhang looked at all the emotional experiences of the two people. Of course, she wanted to persuade them to make up. Now it seems that their feelings should be angry.

"So? Why do you want to tell me this now? I've decided to live separately from him. "

At this time, the steamed stuffed buns and bean paste in the living room suddenly became louder when they heard the sound of Xiangyang. They quickly padded their feet and looked at Xiangyang with a faint smile on their face.

"Mommy, what are you doing? Why are you angry with your father? " The bean paste was inexplicable. The body swayed gently, and there was an unspeakable feeling in my heart.

"We're playing games." Jiang Yuanzhou quickly rounded up the scene. He didn't want his quarrel with Xiangyang to involve the child, nor did he want the child to know that after the two quarreled, he was as sad as before. He could only hide these things from Dousha.

Moreover, the feelings between the two people are indeed subtle, but it seems that there is an invisible fetter, and then let the two people get closer, Jiang Yuanzhou is certainly confident. This period of time can certainly remind Xiang Yang of what happened or cultivate feelings with him.

He lifted a faint smile from the corners of his mouth, picked up the bean paste and gently shook his shoulder: "if you need anything, you can talk to Dad, although dad is still..."

Before he finished, Dousha directly pushed his shoulder and slowly shook his head, but he still remembered what happened between Jiang Yuanzhou and Mu Jinyan, but he was a little unhappy.

"Are you going to live separately?" He stood on the sofa jumping and jumping, and the smile on his face was thicker, with some pure flavor.

This made Xiangyang seem to have found his umbrella and nodded slowly: "yes, I have always wanted to live separately from my father. We are all in two rooms."

The two children couldn't help looking at each other. The steamed stuffed bun and Dousha winked at each other. At this time, the steamed stuffed bun grabbed Jiang Yuanzhou's arm, and Dousha also jumped at Xiangyang.

"In that case, I want to live with mommy and let steamed stuffed bun live with my father." Dousha had a pure smile on his face. He gently shook Xiangyang's arm for fear that he would disagree.

"Can I live with Mommy? I haven't lived with mommy for so long. I really miss Mommy. And now mommy has recovered, but I can call a doctor for bean paste in the evening."

After listening to this sentence, Xiang Yang was moved. Of course, she knew what happened to Dousha during this period, and her heart was slightly moved.

She looked like Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes had changed. She deliberately raised her eyebrows, as if she was showing off.

"In that case, that would be great. Moreover, I have always felt that we can be separated. Now both children need to be taken care of, otherwise we can live with them separately." Xiangyang slowly opened his mouth. Yu Guang looked at Jiang Yuanzhou's dark face and the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Yuanzhou's face turned blue, but Yu Guang looked at the two children with smiles, and he didn't know what to say.

"But I also want to live with you." Deliberately speaking this sentence slowly, Jiang Yuanzhou blinked at Xiangyang and looked at him affectionately.

Xiangyang couldn't stand it. He just felt that all the goose bumps on his body stood up. He hurriedly pushed away Jiang Yuanzhou who rushed towards him and snorted coldly.

"Jiang Yuanzhou, I refuse!" She stepped back subconsciously.

Seeing Xiangyang's alert appearance, Jiang Yuanzhou had no choice but to compromise temporarily.

"Well, we still follow what we said, but there are some words that I hope you can understand, should say and shouldn't say..." he squeezed out these words from his teeth, and then took the steamed stuffed bun back to the bedroom. When he slowly closed the door, he felt a little lost.

At this time, Xiang Yang didn't respond much. He directly returned to the guest room with Dousha in his arms and gently stroked her small head, a little grateful.

"Dousha, thank you. Help Mommy... Mommy stop him."

Dousha always wanted to be with mommy. Listening to Mommy's words, I always felt strange. I touched my little head, and then I was surprised to see whether there was a big event. I muttered this little milk sound.

"Mommy, did I become a light cannon for mommy and dad? Grandma Zhang said that mommy and dad can't remember many things, so Dousha should try to keep mommy and Dad together, not... Not... "