Chapter 550

Mo yanjue's voice suddenly became hoarse, sexy and provocative.

Muqiqi's small heart is pounding in an instant, which has a kind of surprise feeling of spring heart ripple.

"No!"

Although hearing his frightening words, Muqiqi was not willing to let him come.

One is afraid that he will be tired on the way, the other is... She still doesn't know how to tell him about it.

So in this case, it's best not to meet. She doesn't want to face him with deep guilt.

"I've just been quick on the tongue, but now I'm ready?"

Hearing the voice of her nervousness and fear from the other end of the phone, Mo yanjue's gloomy face finally raised such a smile.

"Yes, I do. Are you home now? Still in the company? " Muqiqi hurriedly changed the topic for fear that he would come suddenly.

"In the company, I'm ready to go back. Mo Yuchen just called and lost his temper with me. I have to go back and clean up him." Mo yanjue said as he got up from his chair, put on his suit coat and was ready to leave the office.

Mu qiqiyi listens to the little star to make a temper, immediately cares: "what's wrong with the star baby? Why do you have a bad temper? "

" it's not because you went away secretly in the morning and didn't take him with you. He thought it was my idea. He shouted with me. This stinky boy is going to turn the world upside down. " Mo yanjue said and walked into the exclusive elevator.

Muqiqiluo giggled, "see, the child's eyes are bright, anything bad can think of you."

Mo yanjue pretended to be a stranger: "you're happy to laugh. You can't get used to him later, do you know?"

"Mu qibian flat mouth," where am I used to, children are still small to be taken care of should not it

"You're right."

Mo yanjue also thought it strange that the child didn't have a good face with any kind of woman before Muqiqi, but it was really like a mother to her. She cried one at a time all day, more than his father.

Sometimes he really has an illusion that Muqiqi is the real mother of the little guy.

Unfortunately, it can only be a good idea in his heart, because he knows it is impossible.

The child is a surrogate mother. Muqiqi has not been a surrogate mother. How can she be the natural mother of her son?

It's just that we have been together for a long time. He has such a beautiful imagination in his heart.

"Well, hurry home and comfort the child. If you don't move, you will have a shadow in the child's heart." Muqiqi gently advised.

"He's the only one who won't have a shadow after ten fights. He's beaten on the front foot and forgotten on the back foot. Remember to eat or not."

If this word was heard by the little guy, he must hug his arms in his arms. He said bravely and angrily, "I don't want face."

Muqiqi chuckled: "the child is still young. You ask too much. Don't say that the little guy is bothering you. If it's me, I'm also bothered."

"Hey, you two agreed, didn't you, to piss me off?"

"I dare not. If you don't, be careful on the way. Send me wechat when you get home."

Talk to him on the phone. Muqiqi is full of inspiration now. He can't help but feel excited and eager to start writing.

"Well, you have to take care of yourself, too, you know?" Can't be with her, Mo yanjue is not sure.

"I know, I know. OK, bye!"

Muqiqi is eager to hang up, but he hears a sentence from the other end of the phone: "kiss."