Chapter 128

With these words, Mo Yanrui and Mu Qingxuan are embarrassed for a moment. Xiaochen catches the difference between them sensitively and says, "I knew Dad had a fight with mummy."

Worried about Xiaochen's wishful thinking, Mo Yanrui jumped over Xiaochen's slender shoulder and said softly, "no, we didn't fight, right?"

On his gentle eyes, Mu Qingxuan couldn't help but sink into them. A shallow voice came out from her throat, "well, there's no quarrel." His eyes are not the slightest modification, nor the eye-catching thick, just light, but a close look is as bright as the bright moon, the tenderness like the bright moon, intoxicating.

After staring at him for a long time, Mo Yanrui looks at Xiaochen like a show off, "your father is more handsome than you, and your mother is stunned." The language reveals complacency.

Xiaochen covers her face and smiles secretly. She turns her eyes to Mu Qingxuan's dull and pretty face. It seems that she is aware of Xiaochen's action. Mu Qingxuan quickly draws back her eyes and coughs a few times to resolve her embarrassment.

The night is still quiet, but a warm current named happiness is flowing slowly in the air

In the room, they are sitting back to back on both sides of the bed. Mu Qingxuan is looking out of the window, while he is looking ahead, not knowing what he is looking at.

If Xiaochen didn't have to watch the two of them enter the room to go to bed, Mu Qingxuan would never be alone with Mo Yanrui in the same room. He couldn't sit down. Mu Qingxuan suddenly got up and said, "I'll take a bath." Then he slipped into the bathroom.

Looking at the figure of her leaving in a hurry, Mo Yanrui raised a smile, and then picked up the tablet to deal with official business.

I don't know how long I've been in the bathtub. When I get up from the bathtub, Mu Qingxuan's cheeks turn red. Looking at herself in the mirror, she sighs and turns around. Finally, she's still in the same room with him.

Just as she wants to reach for her pajamas, Mu Qingxuan is suddenly stunned. She just entered in a hurry and didn't take them at all. She glances at her old clothes, which are already wet. What can she do?

Through the bathroom door, Mu Qingxuan leans on the door and listens to the outside. I don't know if he's still there. Do you want to ask? But if he is there, it's not too embarrassing. When his thoughts are flying, he hears him knock on the door, and Mu Qingxuan suddenly backs away, "you, what are you doing?"

Listening to her slightly flustered tone, Mo Yanrui gently raised the corner of his mouth, "you didn't take your pajamas."

It has to be said that he came in time. Mu Qingxuan said, "put it at the door, and then go out. Don't peek!"

Almost laughing, put the pajamas on the ground, Mo Yanrui chuckled, "OK, I'm out."

Listening to the footsteps outside the door, Mu Qingxuan gently opens the door and only shows a small head. He looks out to make sure that Mo Yanrui is not there. Then he squats down, picks up his pajamas from the ground and closes the door.

After taking a deep breath, I don't know when her face is already flushed. She pats her little cheek. Mu Qingxuan puts on her pajamas and goes out. She catches a glimpse of Mo Yanrui on the bed. "I'm fine."

"Well." The man got up and went into the bathroom with his things.

"Hoo."

Sitting by the bed, Mu Qingxuan looks at the door of the bathroom and is lost in thought

When Mo Yanrui comes out, the woman leans on the bed and goes to sleep, but the clouds and sorrows between her eyebrows and eyes still cannot be wiped away. His eyes straddle her long eyelashes, then move to her ruddy lips, and finally fall on her bare shoulders.

Mo Yanrui suddenly felt that his breath was tight, and his white and tender skin attracted every nerve of him. He suddenly turned away his eyes, controlled himself, walked to the other end of the bed gently, climbed into the bed carefully, and slowly moved her body with two hands to make her lie down completely.

When Mu Qingxuan lies down, she just pillows Mo Yanrui's hand under her head. She wants to pull her hand away from her head, but she is worried that it will wake her up. Mo Yanrui's other hand turns off the light at the head of the bed, so let's do it.

She pillow his hand, he hugged her to sleep, the picture is very harmonious, this night, two people seem to sleep very stable.

The early morning sun is so warm that it shines into the room. After a long time without such a steady sleep, Mu Qingxuan opens her eyes comfortably. What comes into her eyes is mo Yanrui's enlarged face. She glances at him, hugs her hand, and subconsciously exclaims, "Mo Yanrui!"

Hearing her cry, Mo Yanrui woke up. Her ear was still filled with her piercing cry. His other hand had been pillowed by her all night and was numb. He frowned, "what's the matter?" The sound of rising in the morning is very hoarse, adding a bit of charm.

"You last night..." Halfway through, Mu Qingxuan suddenly stops and doesn't know what to say.

"What happened last night?" Mo Yanrui stretched his numb hand and asked questions.

Mu Qingxuan looks at his swinging hand and remembers that she just woke up with his hand on her back. She can't help but feel warm in her heart and swallow her words.

Sister LAN knocked on the door. "Young master, Miss mu, have breakfast downstairs."

"I see." Mo Yanrui responded, then looked at the woman opposite, "what were you just about to say?"

"Nothing."

Mo Yanrui did not ask any more. He opened the wardrobe and pointed to the clothes on the half of it. "These are for you."It's different styles of clothes and skirts. It makes people want to cry. Mu Qingxuan looks at the clothes in the cupboard. If he throws away those bad memories, he's really close to himself.

"Thank you."

The understatement made Mo Yanrui happy for a long time. Until he had breakfast, his face still couldn't help sending out a look of joy.

"Daddy, you look in a good mood today." Xiaochen sips the milk and looks at Mo Yanrui.

Mrs. Lan's face was also full of happy smile. It seems that Miss Mu got along well with the young master last night

Mo Yanrui glances at Mu Qingxuan, then moves his eyes to Xiaochen, "it's a fine day today, so I'm in a good mood." As soon as Mu Qingxuan came back, the weather was fine.

"Will dad take me to school with mummy today?"

"Good." Two people not only speak in unison, even the tone and expression are surprisingly consistent, looking at each other, face slightly embarrassed.

But Xiaochen is happy, "Xu Xinxin said. His father loves each other more than his mother and has a tacit understanding. I'm going to tell her today that my father is more tacit than my mother. "

As long as the children are happy, the rest is not important.

Mu Qingxuan put aside the doubts in her happiness and squeezed Xiaochen's face again

"Mommy, stop pinching your face. They say it's going to get bigger."

"If I squeeze it again, maybe I'll pinch it back."

"No, daddy, help me..."

Today, the sun is too bright, and laughter and laughter come from the villa