Chapter 450

A very happy meal.

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, Xi Muyan explained his purpose at the beginning, and lufaxi agreed, which undoubtedly removed many obstacles for the two to get along next.

Xi Muyan doesn't know whether she will come out under the siege of nanlinmo, but at least now she knows what she wants to do.

She should try to drive nanlinmo out of her mind and from the bottom of her heart. Even if it can't be completely, she should make his image blurred!

After dinner, the three did not leave immediately, but took a walk on the shady path.

Jing Qian consciously set aside space for the two. He walked aside with a mobile phone around his neck and patted here and there from time to time.

Finally, the little guy thought that mommy and uncle lufaxi's back really matched well, and he excitedly took some pictures of them.

After shooting, looking at the photos just now, Jing Qian nodded constantly.

The mobile phone belongs to Xi Muyan. Jing Qian thought with a small mouth, then quickly opened mommy's wechat and sent a message in the circle of friends.

Just two words.

We.

The picture is the best one Jing Qian took from those photos just now.

Lucie turned his head, put a warm smile on his lips and said, "can I ask you to speak?"

Xi Muyan looked at the two people's shadows printed on the ground, lifted his long hair, slightly bent his lips, and said in a light voice, "of course, I will call you directly in the future, Lucie."

An hour later, Jing Qian began to doze off, and lufaxi sent his mother and son back to the hotel.

Lufaxi wanted to send his mother and son upstairs. Xi Muyan didn't agree and asked him to go back and have a rest.

And they made an appointment to take Jing Qian to Lucia's house tomorrow.

In the elevator, Jing Qian was excited. He held mommy's arm in his small arm and said how much he liked uncle Lucie.

Xi Muyan didn't speak, just smiled and touched his little face.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Xi Muyan bowed his head and looked for a room card from his bag. Jing Qian, who was joking around, suddenly stopped talking and even grabbed her clothes.

So she turned her head and looked at Jing Qian.

Jing Qian smiled in the elevator like a little face with flowers, but now he was gloomy to the extreme.

Like sensing something, Xi Muyan suddenly turned his head and looked forward, and then his pupils contracted sharply.

The man stood sideways in the concierge of her suite, leaning against the wall, holding his pocket in both hands and a cigarette in his mouth. He was looking at them.

Xi Muyan lost his smile and his face was a little pale.

Nanlin didn't see them coming back, and there was no smile on his face.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he walked slowly to Xi Muyan.

It's only five or six meters away. In Xi Muyan's view, it's so long. Every step of a man seems to step heavily on her heart, one after another, shaking her brain into a blank.

In recent years, nanlinmo seldom showed such a gloomy expression in front of her.

But this time, she saw a burning flame from nanlinmo's eyes.

Inexplicable and guilty.

She kept her eyes off and kept looking for her room card.

Nanlinmo didn't speak, and even hid aside to make way for the mother and son.

Jing Qian looked at mommy and Nanlin Mo, and his small eyebrows tightened quietly.

After opening the door, Jing Qian first pushed Xi Muyan in, then looked warily at nanlinmo, flashed into the room and quickly closed the door.

Seeing that the heavy door was about to close, the slender hand suddenly blocked the only gap.

Outside the door, a slight dull hum sounded.

Jing Qian in the door was stunned for a moment. He looked at the big hand blocking the door and opened his mouth slightly.

Then he quickly opened the door and his eyes fell on the big hand.

The back of the man's hand first rose red, and then turned blue and purple at the speed visible to the naked eye.

It hurts to be squeezed by the door at ordinary times. Moreover, when he closes the door, he throws it with great force. It hurts to be squeezed.

Jing Qian nervously looked at nanlinmo's hand and forgot his reaction for a moment.

And Nanlin Mo pushed open the door as if nothing had happened. The uninjured hand picked up the overwhelmed child, stretched out his long leg, and the door was closed heavily.

At this time, Jing Qian completely recovered and hurriedly struggled to get down.

"Let go of me! Nanlinmo, let me go! "

It was an eight year old boy, and nanlinmo held him in one hand. It was easy for Jing Qian to break free.

"Please go out. You are not welcome here!" Jing Qian pointed to the door and said with a gloomy face.

Nanlin Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at the fried child in front of him. After half a ring, he leaned down slightly, looked at Jing Qian face to face, and asked in a very light voice, "do you really hate me?"

Jing Qian's eyes were red and his little hands were behind him.

"Yes!"

Nanlin Mo's eyes darkened and continued to ask, "why do you hate me? We used to have a good relationship. "

Jing Qian's lips trembled slightly. The next second, they were tightly pursed by him.

Nanlin Mo looked at the child's big eyes soaked in water, and his uninjured hand touched his small face. Not surprisingly, he was still evaded by Jing Qian.

He straightened up, put his hands into his trouser pockets, half hung his eyelashes and said, "I know I've done wrong before, but why can't you give me a chance to compensate you?"

Still didn't get the little guy's answer, the loss lingered in my heart and didn't want to go away for a long time.

He glanced around the room, then stared at the closed door. He raised his feet and walked over. Jing Qian was like a little lion waiting for an opportunity and hurriedly blocked in front of him.

Nanlin Mo sighed, looked at the child gently and said softly, "baby, your mommy and I have something to say. I promise I won't hurt your mommy."

Jing Qian stared at him closely, and Nanlin Mo looked at him without avoiding.

For a moment, Jing Qian compromised.

The child's small face collapsed tightly, with an urgent voice in a slightly tender voice, "twenty minutes at most. If you don't go after twenty minutes, I'll call the police."

Mo's lips in the South raised a bitter smile and nodded.

After Nanlin Mo entered the room, Jing Qian didn't leave, but went to the door and sat down against the wall.

He was worried that nanlinmo would hurt Mommy.

When nanlinmo went in, Xi Muyan was standing by the window with his back to him.

The location of the hotel is very good. There is a whole floor to ceiling window in the room, with a wide view. The scenery not far away makes people relaxed and happy.

Nanlin Mo walked over gently, surrounded the woman's thin waist, put his chin in the nest of her neck, closed his eyes, greedily breathed the familiar fragrance of her body.

The woman's body was a little stiff and then relaxed quietly.

The man's unstable burning breath sprayed on her snow-white neck, and the extremely hoarse voice lingered in her ears.

"Speak."