Chapter 212

The next day, today's sunshine is more beautiful than usual, golden. Mu Qingxuan looks out of the window, feeling better unconsciously. She stretches and walks out of the room.

Looking at the empty table, the last time she promised Xiaochen to cook breakfast for him, she was delayed by something. She didn't have any free time until today. Mu Qingxuan felt a little guilty. She went to the kitchen immediately and finished the breakfast in a few minutes.

She opens the door and goes to the opposite door. Knocking on the opposite apartment door is undoubtedly nervous. Mu Qingxuan reaches out her hand and knocks. It's Mo Yanrui who opens the door. Her eyes are opposite each other, as if there are electric currents.

Mo Yanrui also stares at her. The woman's lace nightdress is very sexy. It doesn't reach her knees and shows her slim legs. A ribbon of gauze is loose around her waist, which reflects her delicate figure. He can't help swallowing. Mo Yanrui slowly opens his mouth and his voice is a little hoarse. "What do you do?"

Not as gentle as before, but as cold as in winter, Mu Qingxuan swept away the haze and said in a deep voice, "take Xiaochen over to have breakfast."

"Another day." Then he would close the door.

Small hand to the door, to stop the man's action, wood Qingxuan pretty eyebrow a Yang, is full of anger, "why?"

Mo Yanrui glanced at the side of his eyes subconsciously, then looked at the people outside the door and said softly, "inconvenient."

Inconvenient?

Mu Qingxuan chuckles and glances at Mo Yanrui, who is still in his pajamas. It seems that she was very fierce last night. She stares at the man in front of her and deliberately lowers her voice. "It's only you and her who are inconvenient. What's the inconvenience for Xiaochen?"

The glossy and grand wording was just to cover up. The woman glared at him, "if you don't bring it out, I'll go in myself." With that, Mu Qingxuan pushes away the man and enters the apartment. "Coconut, Mommy will take you to breakfast."

There is no one in the living room. Only when Mrs. LAN is busy in the kitchen, Mu Qingxuan frowns. When she hears the child's young voice, she slowly approaches the toilet.

"Coconut?"

Hearing Mu Qingxuan's figure, Xiaochen's voice was obviously happy. His little face turned red and he called out, "Mommy."

Xiaochen talks a little strange, Mu Qingxuan pats the door, "what's the matter with you, what's the matter with this voice?"

Before he could respond, Manley came over with a glass and explained, "he's constipated." At the end of the speech, she knocked on the door, "Xiaochen, I'll pass the honey water in, you have a drink."

Xiaochen, who claims to be a man, is obviously not willing to open the door, but now this situation can only be like this, "then don't look around."

"Good, good." Manli turns her head and signals Mu Qingxuan to turn around, but she can only do it, "OK, you can take it in."

Almost in a flash, lemonade was taken in.

In the living room, Mu Qingxuan frowns, "how can Xiaochen be constipated?"

"I've had too much sugar these days, and I haven't drunk any water..."

Without waiting for her to say a complete sentence, Mu Qingxuan interrupted, "Mary, a child can't eat more sweets. You are harming him by being so used to him."

Mary was frightened by her harsh words. She bowed her head and said nothing.

Aggrieved appearance let Mo Yanrui explain for her, "it has nothing to do with Mary, it's me."

Seeing that he is protecting Manli so much, Mu Qingxuan has a trace of complex emotions in her heart. She suppresses her unhappiness. "Xiaochen hasn't had any discomfort around you for more than five years. Why is she weak now?"

Mo Yanrui is speechless. Mary pattes him on the back of her hand to indicate that she is OK. Then she looks at Mu Qingxuan and says, "it's my fault. It's nothing to do with a Rui."

I don't want to see their intimate pictures at all. The woman is biting her lips. At this moment, she hopes Xiaochen will come out quickly.

"Mommy."

Hearing the familiar cry, before Mu Qingxuan can react, she has a small head in her arms. A warm current rushes into her heart. At least she has Xiaochen.

Fondly touched his head, took his little hand, "go, eat at mommy's place."

"Good." Sweet a response let a person crisp soft, haven't walked to the door, Xiaochen suddenly stopped, "Mary mummy and Dad than not together?"

Those four words shocked Mu Qingxuan's chest. Her pupils were constantly enlarging. Looking at Xiaochen's face, it was incredible, "what did you just say?"

Seems not aware of her repressed emotions, Xiaochen repeated, "let Mary mummy compare with dad." Young children's voices reverberate in my ears, but they pierce in like a sword.

Holding the child's hand suddenly releases, Mu Qingxuan's body trembles unconsciously. Manli Mommy? So did she take Xiaochen so quickly?

Mu Qingxuan turned pale and looked back at Manli and Mo Yanrui. Manli Qingli's small face was full of smiles and waved to Xiaochen, "I won't go. You have a good dinner with mommy."

She is exotic, charming and charming even if she doesn't wear pink and daisy. She is tender in age. By contrast, she is a peach blossom in bud, but she is a plum blossom at the end of the season."I'm not going either. I'll take you to the hospital." Mo Yanrui spoke calmly.

But their voice can't enter Mu Qingxuan's ear at the moment, until Xiaochen grabs her hand again, "Mommy, let's go."

Mu Qingxuan returns to his senses, glances at Xiaochen, looks back at the two of them, and then leaves with Xiaochen.

She left the back is very lonely, let people pity. Mo Yanrui's eyes were full of sadness.

And the woman beside him just sat down and drank milk, "so reluctant?"

Mo Yanrui reacted to the cold words. He didn't speak, just sat quietly.

Mary finished her sandwich, licked her fingers, and looked at him with a proud gesture of praise. "How about my plan, isn't it perfect? She must be sad and unwilling now, and she will be back soon. "

Women always know women's mind best. This is a good thing. Mo Yanrui sipped soybean milk and said, "I hope we don't sink the ship."

On the other side, looking at Xiaochen's lovely appearance of eating poached eggs, Mu Qingxuan doesn't smile. She slowly asks, "coconut, why do you call Mary Mommy?"

Xiaochen raised her eyes and looked at her suspiciously and slightly sad. After all, she was still young and knew nothing about the emotions covered up by adults. She responded frankly, "Mommy is good to Xiaochen. She gives everything to Xiaochen."

Children at this stage may be so easily convinced.

Mu Qingxuan droops her eyes and doesn't speak any more.

Seeing that there was no smile on the woman's face, Xiaochen said, "Mommy, are you not happy today?"

Yeah, I'm not happy.

Even though the bottom of her heart screams, Mu Qingxuan doesn't show it. She shakes her head: "no, how can Mommy be unhappy?"

Xiaochen did not ask again, swallow the last mouthful of porridge, "eat well." Then dada ran to the door, "Daddy, I've had a good meal.