The doorbell rang.

Su Xiaofeng is very happy.

Hurriedly pulled the broken hair around his ears, making him look gaunt and flustered.

Then he went to open the door crying: "Mr. Mo, you are here! You don't know that "

you can see the people standing outside the door, and the words behind are stuck in the throat.

Muqiqi wore a simple light blue dress and high-heeled shoes on her feet. Standing beside moyanjue, she felt like a bird depending on others.

Don't say, at first sight, it looks very well matched.

Su Xiaofeng was stunned for two seconds, blinked, and confirmed that she didn't look at the flowers. Then she hesitated and said: "Mo... Mr. Mo, we Xueer..."

Mo yanjue looked at Su Xiaofeng and said in a cold voice: "how about people?"

Su Xiaofeng was caught unprepared by the situation outside the door, so the rehearsal routines are all forgotten now.

Stupefied for a moment, then the response came, "Oh, people are on the balcony of the bedroom, crying and shouting to jump from the floor, Mr. Mo, you hurry to have a look."

Mo yanjue did not look at him, and the wind came in.

And Mu Qiqi, who was behind him, followed him with no expression. Su Xiaofeng gave Mu Qiqi a vicious look, and his eyes were fierce.

Muqiqi pretended not to see her, and walked by her side.

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in the bedroom.

Muxueer's small heart was beating wildly.

Waiting for Mo yanjue to open the door.

But when the door really opened, her face with rain was directly frozen.

She never dreamed that Muqiqi would come with her.

The eldest brother, with tears in his eyes, stared directly at the man standing behind Mo yanjue. He wished he could tear her up.

"Snow son, you come down quickly, you must not think too hard. Even if you don't think for yourself, you must think for the children in your stomach." Su Xiaofeng saw her daughter completely stunned, and immediately cried to remind her.

Receiving the mother's reminder, muxueer immediately returned to her senses, and she was holding the window to death, and began to shed tears.

"Yanjue... What's wrong with me? Please tell me, I can change it, but please don't lose our mother and son, OK?"

Crying and saying, the scene is very touching.

Mu Qiqi chuckles and thinks that Mu Xueer is really good at acting. It's a pity not to act. It's sad to see how sad she is crying. No one at the national level can match her.

Mo yanjue then looked at Mu Xueer's nonsense with no expression on his face, and said coldly: "come down!"

"I don't, yanjue, if you don't tell me what I did wrong today, I'll jump from here. Without you, I can't live with my children. It's better to end it!" Muxueer doesn't give up. She cries even louder.

"I have told you that the baby in your stomach is not mine." The expression was still cold, and there was no pity for her.

"Yanjue, how can you be so cruel? What did I do wrong that you would not recognize your own flesh and blood? Yanjue, tell me! Tell me! " The cold wind outside the window whistled, and Mu Xueer, who was sitting by the window, was very excited.

"Muxueer, don't you think about what you did that day?" Look at her with cold eyes, it's freezing.

Mu Xueer was shocked, and her misty eyes looked at the cold and cruel man.

For a long time, he shouted in a hoarse voice, "that's how I love you, yanjue. I love you so much..."