Chapter 41

At a distance, muxueer only heard the little guy calling for daddy, and then specifically said something she didn't listen to.

But as she has known for so many years, every time her son calls, he is sure to leave.

Every time she pretended to be very sensible and gentle, and asked him to hurry back to accompany the children.

But today, she doesn't want to pretend, or maybe she doesn't want to miss such a rare chance to get along with Mo yanjue.

Muqiqi's return made her feel the crisis inexplicably.

She was more and more worried that the bitch would really take moyanjue away from her.

Looking sad at the man hanging up the phone, she looked embarrassed and called out, "yanjue, are you going to leave again?"

Mo yanjue put away his mobile phone without expression and said indifferently, "Mo Yuchen has something to do with it. I'll go first. You're good for your health."

Finish saying, don't give her any chance to react, turn around and walk outside. In a hurry, Mu Xueer opens the quilt and pours at him from the bed. Without time to wear the shoes, she directly hugs his waist from behind.

"Yanjue, don't go ~" the voice of Su to the bone would be soft for any man with flesh and blood.

But it was mo yanjue that she held.

The coldest man in Cloud City.

Not only that, he also has a very serious habit of cleanliness.

Mu Xueer, a different man, would be unbearable if he rushed over, but he was different. He was full of disgust and disgust, as if she had some terrible bacteria.

"Let go!" The low voice was obviously full of uncontrollable anger.

Muxueer's heart tip quivered, and her hands on her waist were slightly shaking.

But she didn't let go.

She was afraid that if she let go today, she would never have the chance to hold him like this again.

Although she didn't know what kind of identity Muqiqi had lived in Linhai manor, the woman's strong sixth sense told her that the bitch must have no good intentions. In case Muqiqi really intends to revenge her and seduce moyanjue, she really can't guarantee her success.

It's like the meaningful words I heard on the phone the night before yesterday: am I playing? Don't you count them?

This sentence is like a thorn in her heart, and it always hurts to think of it.

It's nothing else, just because Mo yanjue never spoke to her in such a tone.

She's angry, she's angry, she's a little crazy.

She didn't want any reserve or virtue.

She just wants to get him, have him, for life.

"I say it again, let go!" For mu Xueer's close contact, Mo yanjue seems to be crawling like thousands of insects, scratching his heart and scratching his liver.

"I don't, yanjue, please, just accompany me once today, OK?" Muxueer is holding his waist and struggling for the last time.

"Let go!" This voice obviously increased the volume, and the heart of the shaker could not help shivering.

If it's not for psychological resistance, he really wants to break muxueer's arm holding his waist.

Mu Xueer's face was white with Mo yanjue's roar, and then her heart reluctantly released her hand around his waist. The whole person was a little weak at once, and she said pitifully, "I'm sorry, I know it's very wrong, but I... I didn't say anything behind it, so she directly replaced it with tears of pear blossom with rain.

At first, I thought that this would give Mo yanjue some love, but they gave her a light look, left a sentence of nothing, and turned out of the ward.

At the moment when the door of the ward was closed, the soft tearful little face was suddenly stained with a bit of cunning and ferocity ··