Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

"I took the child away, and this woman is at your disposal!"

"No, don't take my child away, give it back to me! You give it back to me!"

In the luxurious European villa, the slender woman lay on the sofa, shaking her head and murmuring: don't take my child away, give it back to me! Give me the baby back!

In front of her, the two children looked at each other and asked, "brother, what's the matter with this aunt? Has her child been robbed?"

Mo Jinnian, who looked like a little adult, frowned and said, "I don't know, but she came to work in our house. Why did she sleep here?"

"Give it back to me!" the woman suddenly shouted, suddenly sat up, with a cold sweat on her forehead and kept taking a deep breath.

Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang were startled. They retreated one after another and looked at the woman in front of them in surprise.

Xia Zhian recovered from the dream of the child being taken away. She looked at the two children in front of her and looked a little trance.

Since four years ago, she has had this dream from time to time.

In her dream, she gave birth to a pair of twins, but before she could have a look at the child, the child was taken away.

In her dream, she cried and begged the person who took her child back to her, but the person just looked at her coldly. When she wanted to catch up, she ordered someone to hold her down and injected her with cold liquid.

If the dream is true, I'm afraid the child she gave birth to is almost as old as the two children in front of her.

"Aunt, you are lazy at work." Mo Jinnian, as a brother, saw that his sister was afraid, so he stood in front of his sister. A steamed stuffed bun face looked very cute. "You work well, we don't talk to Dad."

Xia Zhian just recovered. She came here to be a nanny. Just now, when she was cleaning under the table, she forgot her position, suddenly stood up and hit her head. After that, she felt a little dizzy.

The colleagues who worked here with her asked her to lie down on the sofa and have a rest while no one else was there. She didn't notice for a moment and fell asleep.

Xia Zhian hurriedly said, "thank you, young master. I'll go to work first."

After Xia Zhian left, Mo Jintang looked at his brother, "brother, this aunt looks really good."

Mo Jinnian pursed his lips and said, "fool, no good-looking aunt is good!"

"Why?" ink brocade asked suspiciously.

"Grandma said that if a young and good-looking aunt came to be a nanny at home, she would come for her father! She must want to be our mother!" Mo Jinnian reminded her sister seriously: "you should stay away from this aunt!"

Mo Jintang quickly lit his little head, "en en, I know."

Xia Zhian looked for a long time and couldn't find the colleague who came to work with her today. She was a little depressed. It's agreed to let her rest and do some work for her today? Why is everyone missing?

She looked at the time and saw that it was already six o'clock. She hurried to the master bedroom with tools.

According to the instructions of the housekeeper here, the owner of the house doesn't like that there are too many servants at home, so they need to clean it every day when the owner is not at home.

It must be cleaned and left before 6 p.m., especially in the master bedroom.

Xia Zhian was assigned to clean the master bedroom today. Seeing that it was already six o'clock at the moment, thinking that she had not finished the task, she hurried to the master bedroom and opened the door.

She moved the bucket into the water with detergent. She had already had a lot of bubbles, sprinkled water on the floor and began to mop the floor.

Just dragged the floor at the bathroom door for the first time. She was about to clean the mop. Behind her came a man's nice but cold voice: "who allowed you to come in!"

Xia Zhian's body suddenly shook and turned stiffly. He saw a man with his upper body bare and a white bath towel around his waist. At the moment, he was standing at the bathroom door and looking down at her.

Men's exposed skin is also hung with crystal clear drops of water. The sexy eight abdominal muscles are clear, which makes people can't help thinking.

When Xia Zhian saw this scene, she swallowed her saliva hard and couldn't help moving up. She looked at a pair of dark eyes like night. The cold from the bottom of her eyes made her shiver.

The man glanced at the mop with water in her hand and disliked it flashed through her eyes.

"Get out," he ordered, with a tall figure enveloping her, inadvertently sending out a sense of oppression.

Xia Zhian was so frightened that she shook her hand that the mop crashed into the bucket. The sound of water startled back to her divine consciousness that she almost floated away.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a servant here to clean. I don't know you're in your room, sir."

She quickly fished out the mop in the bucket and said weakly, "I'll go out now."

After screwing up the rag, Xia Zhian was ready to run away with a bucket. Unexpectedly, she was staggered by the water spilled before.

"Ah!"

She suddenly widened her eyes and rushed towards Mo Qingchen uncontrollably. When touching each other's soft and hard chest muscles, Xia Zhian was shocked by thunder, and the whole person was frozen in place.

The person above her head was more cold, and two lines of sight like cold thorns went straight through her head.

"Have you touched enough?"

Just when she was at a loss, the gloomy and tepid voice above criticized her eardrum. As soon as her heart tightened, she was reflexively separated from him, but because she was too anxious, her feet slipped and she was about to fall.

When she was in a panic, she just wanted to find something to hold, subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed it casually. It seemed that she pulled something. Her body was completely unbalanced, and she sat down on the floor full of water stains.

Xia Zhian felt very painful. She moved her fingers and prepared to stand up on the floor, but found that her hands were soft.

Xia Zhian opened her eyes suspiciously and looked under her palm. Her sight fell on the white bath towel in her hand, and her brain roared.

She stared in shock, looked up stiffly and looked at her head. She saw that Mo Qingchen, whose face was as black as the bottom of the pot, was staring at her coldly, and the bath towel that should have covered his scenery was being pressed by her at this time