Chapter 623

"No, mummy." Xiaomi Dou struggled to open the refrigerator, tiptoed to take out the food, looked back at her and said, "Mommy, just go and have a rest. Just give Xiaomi Dou 15 minutes."

"Fifteen minutes?"

Han Mu Zi wrinkled Xiu Mei, still can't help but walk in.

"What can I do in fifteen minutes?"

"Noodles, Mommy."

Boiled noodles

Han mu zime said for a while, "mummy, help you."

Xiaomi Dou thought and nodded.

"Good."

So the mother and son cooked a pot of noodles together, saying that it was a joint effort. In fact, Han Muzi didn't make much effort, because she found that Xiaomi Dou's technology was really not covered. He said that he really learned from Xiaoyan.

Skillful technique, in addition to a little short need to stand on the chair, the other is not a problem.

Then they served two bowls of noodles and sat down at the table.

Han Mu Zi looked at the bowl of color, fragrance and whole noodles in front of her, and suddenly felt very gratified.

Since the child fell to the ground, he has cooked for her as a mother. This kind of mood is very delicate, and it's not clear.

Xiaomi Dou took the lead, took a small mouthful of chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He was a little worried. When he put it into his mouth, his lips were scalded. He was so scared that he quickly put the noodles in the chopsticks back into the bowl.

"Be careful. Don't be in such a hurry." Han Mu Ziwei looked at him helplessly, then drew a paper towel to wipe off the soup on his lips: "anyway, it's just the two of us, and no one grabs it from you."

Listen to words, millet bean some embarrassed blink: "Mommy, I didn't mean to, I just want to taste what I do is taste."

Of course, Han Muzi knows that he didn't mean to, because she has high requirements for Xiaomi Dou since she was a child. In addition, it may be due to the relationship between blood, so Xiaomi Dou's action of eating has always been very slow and elegant. She doesn't need to teach her how to do it.

Born good, plus some guidance the day after tomorrow.

"Mommy knows, even if you do it yourself, don't worry. Take your time."

"Well."

Han Muzi took the first bite of noodles and found that The taste is quite good. It's as good as Xiaoyan's craftsmanship.

She looked at Xiaomi Dou in surprise: "you..."

"Mommy, is it good?"

Han Mu Zi nodded, some can't believe, this is actually his son do.

"What special sauce did you put in it?"

"Didn't Mommy see it all just now?"

Also, just now Han Muzi was with him in the kitchen. Xiaomi Dougen didn't put any special sauce, but the heat and taste were just right.

Think of here, Han Mu Zi happily smile: "our family millet beans, really grow up."

After eating noodles, Han Muzi goes to wash the dishes, and then asks Xiaomi Dou to go upstairs to take a bath. Xiaomi Dou answers the question cleverly.

Han Muzi finished cleaning here. When he went upstairs to take a bath, he didn't see Xiaoyan's figure.

I don't know how she is now. It seems that she went to find Han Qing after work?

Haven't you come back yet?

Originally, Han Mu Zi didn't want to disturb her, but when she thought about it, she felt that she had to send a message to ask her what was going on now.

Soon after the message was sent out, Xiaoyan replied.

Let me tell you, Mu Zi, success or failure depends on this. Don't influence me ~}

success or failure depends on this?

See this sentence, Han Mu purple some doubt, think of that day Xiaoyan said to give Han Qing medicine, eyebrow unconsciously wrinkled up.

You're not really going to medicate my brother, are you? }

{nonsense what? Even if I really don't want to, it's just a meal, Wuwu It's a shame. }

seeing the following sentence, Han Muzi could almost imagine Xiaoyan's sad face, and thought it was funny.

It doesn't matter. It's just for losing face. }

{your comfort is really special! }

{come on. }

after cheering her on, Han Muzi didn't send a message to Xiaoyan any more, but was dazed to see the portrait of yemoxuan.

She wants to call yemoxuan, but she can't save face.

After all, she asked him to give her space, and now she calls him.

Just thinking about it, Han Mu Zi can't help but put down her mobile phone and pick it up. Finally, she calls Yemo Xuan.

I don't know which country he is in and where he is going on business? Do you have jet lag with her?

The connection sound from the mobile phone makes Han Mu Zi's heart hang up unconsciously.

When the phone was connected, Han Muzi trembled and almost threw the phone out. When an unfamiliar female voice came from the other end of the phone, Han Muzi stopped the action."Hello."

She?

Wrong number?

Han Muzi was stunned for a few seconds, then took the phone away and looked at the text displayed on the screen.

This is yemoxuan's mobile phone number. That's right

But, how can a girl answer the phone?

Han Mu felt his lower lip hanging.

"Hello, I'm looking for..."

"Why don't you look for Moxuan? He doesn't have time to answer the phone right now. "

Moxuan?

Girls light thin, and gentle, it sounds particularly gentle and beautiful that one.

Her lips moved. Before she could ask any more questions, she added another sentence.

"I'll ask him to call you back when he's finished bathing."

Han Muzi

Face slightly changed, Han Mu purple lips: "no need."

Then he hung up a little flustered.

Her legs were a little weak, and she stood against the door behind her, pale.

For so many years, she has been paying attention to him, knowing that he has no other assistant besides Xiao Su, let alone a female secretary.

And that woman called him Mo Xuan, intimate and tender, absolutely impossible to be a secretary.

Not a secretary, then What's the status of a woman who can have such a close relationship with him?

The answer It's almost self-evident.

Han Muzi pinched the mobile phone tightly, and his fingertips began to turn white.

A moment later, she released her hand as if she had lost her strength and laughed bitterly.

"Mu Zi, Mu Zi, are you What do you think? In five years, do you really believe that he will keep his body for you? "

Think of here, Han Muzi's eyes appeared thick self mockery, she put the mobile phone on the table, and then turned into the bathroom.

*

in a hotel far away from abroad

a beautiful woman of mixed blood looks is sitting on the sofa with her legs folded. When she hears the busy sound from her mobile phone, she coolly raises her lips, then takes off her mobile phone, and her white fingers delete the call record.

At this time, the woman who called him, and hung up in such a panic, must be the woman who has a heart for yemoxuan.

Yemoxuan is the man she likes. She wants to get rid of all the women who want to develop a relationship with yemoxuan.

"What are you doing?"

The cold male voice suddenly rings in the back, duanmuxue has not yet reflected, the mobile phone has been taken away by the tall and handsome man.