I really don't want a second marriage

This man, unexpectedly, always brings this matter to the public. Han Muzi feels that if he continues to talk to him, he can only take advantage of himself.

So Han Muzi interrupted the conversation in time and directly changed the topic: "let's go back first."

It's not far from the neighborhood. Maybe that's why yetingchen can find her.

However, Han Muzi is still a little worried. After all, she came out early in the morning. According to ye Tingchen, she doesn't know if he will do anything.

What if he asks himself then?

What will she say?

Is it true?

Han Muzi pursed her lips and was led forward by yetingchen thoughtfully. She thought for a moment. In fact... She didn't deliberately hide anything, and these were the memories yetingchen had lost before. If... He really noticed something or remembered something.

Then she... To be honest, there seems to be nothing wrong with her.

Yetingchen drove out. He took Han Muzi to the car. When he saw her anxiously preparing to sit in the car, he also stretched out his hand to protect her head to prevent her from hitting her head.

Han Muzi was still thinking about things. She suddenly felt a warm breath approaching her. When she recovered, Han Muzi suddenly saw the handsome face magnified countless times in front of her.

She was startled.

Han Muzi was startled by the close handsome face, and her breathing was urgent: "you, what are you doing?"

The narrow eyes narrowed slightly, forming a particularly good-looking radian. Yetingchen's thin lips tilted: "seat belt."

With that, he stretched out his hand to fasten the safety belt for her.

After the tie, he didn't retreat because of it. Instead, he got close and their breathing could be heard.

"Why are you stunned?"

Han Muzi: "... Nothing."

She looked away and turned her head.

However, the next second, yetingchen pinched her chin and forcibly turned her face, so that Han Muzi had to look at yetingchen.

"Dry, what?" because he was too close, Han Muzi could see the fine hairs on his face. Thinking of the pictures that made people blush and heartbeat last night, Han Muzi's heart began to hit her body again, as if he wanted to break out.

"Still say nothing, all stay like this?"

Night Tingchen lowered his voice, and his voice was hoarse for several degrees. "How many times have you walked along the way? Are you thinking about last night?"

Brush——

Han Muzi's face turned red and stretched out his hand to push him away: "what are you talking about? Drive your car quickly."

After she pushed yetingchen away, she quickly turned and faced the window. She didn't dare to look at yetingchen again.

After a while in the car, the car finally started.

Soon, the two returned home. The first thing Han Muzi did when he returned to the house was to take off his shoes. He didn't even talk to yetingchen, so he rushed into the kitchen with an arrow.

If she didn't walk too fast and cause pain somewhere, she would frown and walk strangely.

There seemed to be burning eyes staring at her behind. Han Muzi didn't dare to stop. She could only endure this strange strange, resume to walk into the kitchen as usual, and then slammed the door of the kitchen.

Bang!

The night Tingchen standing in the porch looked at the scene, listened to the sound of the kitchen door closing, and subconsciously reached out and touched his nose.

Why is he so far away, but he always has the illusion that the door hit his nose?

After the kitchen door was closed, Han Muzi felt that she finally had the feeling of space. What she had just maintained collapsed at this moment. She rubbed her waist gently, and it was difficult to move forward.

Put the bag on the table, Han Muzi untied it one by one and put the ingredients into the refrigerator.

She only went to check in the morning. Up to now, she hasn't had breakfast.

It's too late to cook porridge now. Han Muzi decided to eat the next noodles directly.

Han Muzi boiled the water and took out the dough from the bag. She just bought it in the supermarket. Just put some ingredients later.

After the water boiled, Han Muzi put the noodles in.

At this time, I heard the door open with a click, and there were steady footsteps behind me.

Han Muzi felt her heart beat and soon recovered her composure.

The waist was surrounded by a big hand. The tall man hugged her from behind, lowered his head and gently leaned his head against her shoulder. His voice was hoarse: "why didn't you sleep a little more in the morning and leave?"

Han Muzi: "

He finally couldn't help asking.

When Han Muzi hesitated to answer him, she felt a touch of tenderness on her neck.

Night Tingchen's thin lips kissed her neck and whispered, "I thought you regretted it."

what?

Han Muzi thought he had heard wrong. He said he thought he regretted it?

Thinking of this, she blinked, "how can I... Regret it?"

But think about it, after what happened last night, she ran away early in the morning and didn't leave a word. It's strange that he won't think about it.

If the people left behind were themselves, it is estimated that her mind would have evolved into a dog blood Romance Drama.

Han Muzi avoided his kiss and turned around, "what happened last night... What happened?"

Mentioning what happened last night, yetingchen's eyes showed a look of hostility and didn't answer.

Han Muzi hesitated and asked, "last night... Your grandfather didn't let you go back. Why later..."

She is now wondering how he was drugged? Does... Does his grandfather know about it?

Seeing her confused eyes, yetingchen stretched out his hand to pull the beautiful hair on her cheek behind her head and whispered, "leave this matter alone. I'll deal with it."

She bit her lower lip, "before you went out last night, told me that when you came back, the result..."

"As a result, I didn't come back?" yetingchen interrupted her. "Although I took medicine, I still came back, didn't I?"

Han Muzi looked at him for a long time and bit her lips.

"Unreasonable."

Although people are back, she will worry about such a big thing, okay? And in a critical situation like last night, what if he didn't come back? Isn't he going to

Thinking of this, Han Muzi said, "I don't think you would come back if it weren't for George."

"Yes."

However, yetingchen answered her firmly.

Han Muzi was stunned.

"Even without George, I'll come back."

"Certainly."

Han Muzi stared at him blankly. Unexpectedly, his reaction was so big that she didn't speak again. Yetingchen's big hand stroked her cheek, and her eyes were gentle.

"I was so tired last night. Let's stay at home and have a rest today. Don't go to the company."