Muhuan sighed for a long time. "Husband, so to speak, I am the one you are implicated in this matter?"

Bo Junyan, "well."

"Then would you like to make it up to me?" Muhuan gets close to him. His eyes are bright because of expectation.

"What compensation do you want?"

"I used to be busy working, but I didn't have time to go out to play..." Muhuan says and lowers her head.

Just when Bo Junyan thought that she wanted him to take her out to play, he put all the important things in his mind and arranged to deal with them.

"So, I want to go out with Xiaomeng this week. I'll leave tomorrow night on Friday and come back on Sunday. Is that OK, husband?" Muhuan raises her head and looks at Bo Junyan.

Bo Junyan, "..."

It's not about going out with him.

Mu Huan saw that Bo Junyan's face was ugly, so she put her arms around him and said, "honey, I haven't gone out with my good friends yet. I really want to work in a Sunday without working hard. Like other people, I can play with my good friends happily. You can promise me..."

She looked at him with such pitiful eyes.

Let have always been hard hearted Bo Junyan, hard to refuse her, "OK."

"Husband, you are the best!" Muhuan immediately smiled like the sun.

Bo Junyan looked at her smile, but his heart was increasingly depressed.

After dinner, Bo Junyan sat in the living room to watch political news.

Mu Huan wanted to go upstairs to play games, but thought of his face because she was going out to play unhappy, so she sat next to him and took up her sweater and knitted it.

Bo Junyan glanced at the sweater she had knitted for more than two months without any progress. He felt that he could not hope to put on the sweater she knitted.

Muhuan is not interested in the news and knitting. It's ok if she has nothing to do with it for a while. She's so bored to sit here and knit.

So she leaned against the sofa and fell asleep.

Bo Junyan felt that there was no movement around her. She turned around and saw that her saliva was running down when she was sleeping.

After a while of silence.

He stood up, stooped and picked her up carefully.

But even though he was very light, muhuan, who was very alert, woke up.

But when she opened her eyes to see that it was Bo Junyan, she put up her guard and took it back, bleary eyed, "husband, what's wrong..."

"Go upstairs."

"Oh." She whooshed, found a comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyes again, asked him to hold her upstairs, and she went to sleep.

In the face of her such trust and dependence, Bo Junyan's annoyance just now dissipated. She bowed her head and kissed her small white face, and carried her upstairs.

But when she got upstairs, she couldn't sleep.

"Husband, don't So sleepy... " Muhuan refused, confused.

"You're going out for two days."

"Well." In sleepiness, muhuan's brain is not enough, and her instinct makes a sound.