I really don't want a second marriage

{Mommy, you have found that you don't like to be close to your baby after you return home. Hum, Xiaomi Dou is not happy.}

When he said this, Han Muzi thought about it and thought it was true.

After returning home, all kinds of things, especially once yetingchen appears around him, Han Muzi will always give Xiaomi beans away or send them away. Anyway, they won't have a chance to see them.

In short, it's more together and more away. Alas.

Han Muzi sighed and continued typing.

{sorry, Xiaomi Dou, it's Mommy's fault. Mommy must handle everything this time and then pick you up!}

{really?}

{of course.}

{Mommy should promise Xiaomi Dou that she won't drive Xiaomi Dou away next time no matter what happens.}

Seeing here, Han Muzi felt sad.

She is really not a conscientious mother.

{Mommy promises you that if you send Xiaomi beans away next time, Mommy will be a puppy.}

{Mommy, love you! / love}

Seeing this sentence, Han Muzi resumed his smile. When he just wanted to return the information, he suddenly heard a low male voice behind him.

"If you think so, why don't you pick him up?"

The sudden sound startled Han Muzi to drop her mobile phone and plop on the bed board. Han Muzi also unconsciously stared at her eyes and felt her heartbeat almost stationary.

Her extreme reaction made yetingchen frown, pursed her thin lips, and raised her hand to get the mobile phone that fell on her bed. But before he touched the mobile phone, he was pressed by Han Muzi. Yetingchen's hand was on his waist.

He bowed his head and just looked at Han Muzi's panicked beautiful eyes.

Thinking for a moment, the night Tingchen's thin lips opened gently.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Han Muzi breathed unsteadily and didn't answer him.

"What am I afraid of doing to him?" yetingchen looked at her and asked, "you already have a son, but I haven't seen the child three or four times. You even locked up your shoes and his room. Are you afraid I won't tolerate him after I find out?"

Han Muzi: "

As like as two peas, you can't tell him to see millet beans.

No, of course she can't say that.

She bit her lower lip and still didn't answer him.

But these fell into the eyes of yetingchen and became forbearance. She felt that she deliberately hid the child in front of her.

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself.

"You're just afraid I can't tolerate him? Because it's your ex husband's child, you're worried and afraid, aren't you?"

Han Muzi avoided his eyes and felt the slight vibration from the mobile phone on her back. She just thought she didn't find anything and continued to lie there pressing the mobile phone.

A man's big hand settled on her waist and his eyes became deep, "you stupid woman, why am I always so unbearable in your eyes? Obviously... I accepted this child five years ago."

Listening to the speech, Han Muzi couldn't help looking at him again.

"Do you think it's important for me that the child has you? Although I know it's your ex husband's child, your bones and blood are also flowing in the child. As long as you agree, I'm... Willing to treat him as my own son."

Han Muzi: "

It's false to say no.

Because she thought about a thousand kinds of night Tingchen's heart, but she didn't think about this one. He hasn't seen Xiaomi Dou until now, so he always thought Xiaomi Dou was her ex husband's child.

But even after knowing that Xiaomi Dou is her ex husband's child, does he still want to live with her without turning back?

Such a night Tingchen

"I won't force you."

Seeing the tangled look in her eyes, yetingchen knew that she might need time to consider, so he could only say faintly, "I'll give you time to consider."

Give her time to think about it?

What did Han Muzi catch, "if you give me time to think about it, you have to give me space?"

Night Tingchen looked at him and said, "do you want to drive me away?"

"You shake in front of me every day. How can I think about it?"

Thinking for a moment, yetingchen's thin lips slightly hooked: "OK, then I'll give you time to think about it. Do you want space? A few days?"

How many days? How can a few days be?

Han Muzi frowned.

"A few days is not enough?" night Tingchen picked his eyebrow: "how long do you need?"

"One month." without hesitation, Han Muzi said the answer in her heart,

Ye Tingchen: "

His eyes are deep. This woman really dares to open conditions. In a month, does she want his life?

Thinking of this, yetingchen directly refused: "No."

"No?" Han Muzi was not satisfied. "Why not? You asked me how long it would take. Anyway, I just need a month."

"One month?" night Tingchen narrowed his eyes, quickly lowered his head and approached her, and pointed her nose to the tip of her nose: "you let me abstain for five years. Now I've opened meat and let me ban for another month? Do you want me to die?"

The last sentence was said by her ear. When she said it, she deliberately blew into her ear, which made Han Muzi tremble.

This man... Is really a rogue.

She didn't open her face and avoided his hot thin lips. "I'm too lazy to care about you. In short, you promise. If you don't promise, you'll never want me to think about it."

"Is this a threat to me?"

"Yes."

"OK." yetingchen pursed his lips, then said with a smile, "life can be given to you. What else can't I promise?"

Han Muzi breathed and didn't speak again.

A moment later, Tingchen got up again, and Han Muzi also regained her freedom. She took out her mobile phone from behind and looked at the wechat status. Xiaomi Dou didn't send any message. She thought about it and didn't return.

Instead, he glanced at yetingchen, who was sitting by the bed tidying up his collar: "did you find anything about the people who followed me that day?"

Night Tingchen paused for a moment, thinking of the result Xiao Su told him, and then said coldly, "No."

"No?" Han Muzi frowned. "It's been several days? Haven't you found it yet?"

Night Tingchen looked back. She was completely a useless expression.

The eyebrows frowned unconsciously. If the person who did this thing told her, it would be tantamount to tearing open her wounds again.

If she doesn't say it, her impression of herself will drop.

How ridiculous is it that he can't even find a person who follows him?

Han Muzi was very clever. Seeing his silence, his eyes suddenly turned: "you checked, didn't you?"

Ye Tingchen: "

"Can't you tell me the result?"

He got up, smoothed the last wrinkle in his clothes, and then opened his mouth faintly.

"In short, no one will follow you. You will be safe during this time."