Chapter 578

Han Mu Zi holds the action of mobile phone, she stares big eyes, breath stopped.

The man behind her holds her arm, and the heat on her palm is constantly passing through her clothes, but Han Mu Zi only feels cold.

Cold from the sole of the foot diffuse, such as exposure to the world of ice and snow.

The voice of night Mo Xuan takes icy cold idea, brush from her ear.

"You look four or five years old in a mask."

Han Muzi bites her lower lip. Suddenly, a sharp pain comes from her lower lip, which makes her wake up suddenly.

No, why is she so flustered.

Last time Xiaomi Dou had told her that she was wearing a mask and met the uncle, but they didn't know each other.

Yes, in that case, how could they recognize each other with masks on.

What's the matter with her?

Steady, Han Muzi, don't mess up, don't let night ink Xuan see strange.

Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi took a deep breath and let her mood slowly recover. Then she said slowly.

"Yes? It's a coincidence that you were wearing a mask that day. "

Her reaction lets night Mo Xuan wring eyebrow.

"You don't know?"

"Me?" Han Mu Ziwei smiles: "how could I know? What's up? Do you think I've seen that child, too? "

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

"Listen to you, I suddenly want to see whose children are so skinny that they even need to wear masks when they go to a banquet."

Speaking of this, Han Muzi pretended to smile.

Night Mo Xuan doubts, squint eyes to buckle her shoulder, pull her body to face oneself.

"You really haven't? Isn't that child yours? "

Two people face to face, night ink Xuan eyes grab her eyes light, this woman is not good at lying.

If she lies, the look in her eyes and face will tell him the answer.

Han Muzi is forced to slightly raise her head and look at yemoxuan.

In yemoxuan's eyes, although five years later, her eyes are as clean and clear as ever, without any magazines, but the coldness inside is heavier.

"Answer me." The thin lips of night Mo Xuan light open, dead ground stares at her beautiful Mou.

One second, two seconds, three seconds

Han Mu Zi blinked her eyes gently. There were no waves in her eyes, and her face was calm. She said softly, "no, it's not."

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

Han Muzi is very calm, there is no sign of lying.

The hand that pinches in her chin has a moment loose fall, night Mo Xuan produced doubt to oneself.

Is he thinking too much? So why is there such a coincidence?

"Why do you think it's mine when you see any child? There were so many people going to the banquet that day, and there were so many people with children. Do you think it's mine if you want to see one? "

With that, Han Muzi stepped back, rubbed her painful chin, and said in a soft voice, "are you asking enough? If I ask enough, I'll order

"Wait a minute." Night Mo Xuan interrupts her again.

Han Mu Zi holds the fingertip of the mobile phone and turns white slightly. She drops her eyes: "what else do you want to ask?"

"And the child?"

Han Muzi What's the child

"Your child." The night Mo Xuan vision grabs tight her: "why don't you let me see him?"? Why put away his shoes and things? "

Sure enough, he was entangled in this problem.

But may let him down, Han Muzi in put away these things, early expected that he may not help but want to ask himself.

So she has long thought of the words to deal with the night ink Xuan.

"Why not put it away?" Han Mu Zi looked back at him fiercely, with a sneer smile on her red lips: "you know it's my ex husband's child. If you don't put things away, can you tolerate it?"

This counterattack words let night Mo Xuan a choke, immediately speechless.

See him Leng in situ no words, Han Mu purple will know that this pass temporarily passed, then quickly no good gas tunnel: "well, this topic stop, I order meal, you don't affect me."

Finish saying Han Mu Zi to turn round directly, plan to walk far a bit to order a meal, lest he always ask oneself a problem to affect oneself.

"Wait a minute."

Just did not expect, she just turned a body, night Mo Xuan called her again.

This time, Han Mu Zi was completely impatient.

"Are you finished? Do you still eat? If you don't eat it, go back to your own room. I'll eat it myself... "

Before she had finished speaking, yemoxuan strode forward and encircled her from behind, clasping her white wrist with his big hand, and controlling her mobile phone with his other hand, he withdrew from the interface of the Sichuan restaurant just now."Forget you're sick? Do you still eat this at this time? "

Han Muzi

She Zheng heavy ground Ren Ye Mo Xuan holds his finger, after retreating the interface, and then points into a health porridge shop, "you should eat light now."

Han Mu purple lips slightly open, a word can't say.

Originally, she thought that he was going to continue to ask about the children, but unexpectedly, he

Ordered two health porridge, night ink Xuan holding her fingers to pay, the temperature of his fingertips like fire general, Han Mu Zi's breathing some shortness of breath.

The next second, she pushed the night ink Xuan hard, and said: "I don't like this."

Then he struggled out of his arms.

Listen to speech, night Mo Xuan frown displeasantly, "today is not your wayward time, still want to have a fever again?"? Or do you miss the feeling that I took care of you? "

Han Muzi Bullshit. What's that? "

"That's the point." Night Mo Xuan step forward, hold her thin white wrist, language pressure heavy a few minutes: "obedient."

Looking at him clenching his hand, Han Muzi pursed his lips, and felt that a little bit of healthy porridge was also good.

In fact, she wanted to eat, but when she thought about it, she thought that yemoxuan would not accompany her to eat so light food.

After all, he is the president of Yeshi group. On weekdays, there are special cooks to cook for him. Today, she has no physical ability to cook. If she orders porridge casually, he will definitely dislike it.

"Do you want it?" Han Mu Zi couldn't help asking.

The night Mo Xuan Leng for a while, just reaction come over, his thin lip slightly cocked up, hold the hand of Han Mu Zi to step up a few minutes: "you are in care about my feeling?"

His eyes were so hot that Han Mu's face was so hot that she pulled back her hand and said in a cold voice, "I said to invite you to dinner and thank you. Naturally, I have to take care of your thoughts and opinions. Besides, it's not too shabby to invite others to dinner. "

"Mu Zi, I'm no one else."

The night Mo Xuan is looking at her to settle a way: "I am your husband."

Han Mu Zi glanced at him: "no, not before, not now."

This time night Mo Xuan didn't refute her again, on the contrary way: "later will be."