Who is Tang Yichen, how could he not know the meaning in Mussi's words.
"How come, you saved Nuannuan, after all, I should thank you with Nuannuan." Tang Yichen smiled.
Looking at Tang Yichen warmly and strangely, his heart was full of doubts.
Warm? Isn't Tang Yichen always calling her warm? When did you become so close
This man was obviously jealous, and he had to pretend to be indifferent.
Seeing Wen Nuan staring at him, Tang Yichen coughed, and squeezed his warm waist without a trace, "You mean, Nuan Nuan?"
Warm and painful, staring at Tang Yichen displeased, but still echoing Tang Yichen.
Mussie watched the two flirting and squeezing, clenching his hands, "Grandpa may take him home and go to rest."
So Mussi’s intention to say this is obvious. Since he promised to act with him, he must act truthfully.
Only if Warmth continues to live in Mu's house, the old man will not be suspicious.
"Yeah." Tang Yichen nodded warmly, and said nothing.
…
The old man was picked up by Mussi, and Tang Yichen deliberately staggered the time with Mussi's car, and would directly send the warmth back to Mu's house.
When he got out of the car, Tang Yichen didn't say a word, watching warmth push the door.
"Just left?" Tang Yichen snorted, deliberately looking out the window.
Warmth understood immediately, his body paused, and his eyes quickly glanced at whether there were anyone around Mu's house.
After confirming that there was no one, Warmth quickly hugged Tang Yichen's neck and lightly nodded on Tang Yichen's face.
"Bye." A warm blushing face bid farewell to Tang Yichen.
Tang Yichen was about to go deeper, warm already turned and ran away, like a frightened little white rabbit.
Tang Yichen smiled, looking at the brightly lit Mu Family, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.
…
Tang Yichen stayed in Haicheng for a long time, and the Tang Dynasty had piled up a lot of things, so Tang Yichen had to return to Kyoto.
In Mo's house, Nan Fengxiao and Mo Fei were sitting on the sofa, Tang Yichen held a cup of coffee in his hand and kept his eyes on the phone.
"Yi Chen, what are you looking at?"
Murphy couldn't bear it, and said.
Nan Fengxiao also raised his head lazily, looking at Tang Yichen without any expression.
Tang Yichen raised his head, and just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang.
Tang Yichen stood up and smiled at Murphy, "Mom, I'll answer the phone."
Tang Yichen walked away, and Morphy immediately took Nan Fengxiao's arm with a smile on his face.
"Nan Fengxiao, have you noticed that since Yichen found warmth, my mood has improved a lot."
Nan Fengxiao put down the things in his hand, raised his hand and gently touched Murphy's face, and said indulgingly: "I said, everything will have its destination. Okay, don't worry about this kind of thing. Go. , Cut me some fruit."
Let her cut the fruit
Murphy deliberately pretended to be angry, "Nan Fengxiao, did you treat me as an old mother before I was old?"
The corners of Nan Feng Xiao's mouth twitched.
Nan Fengxiao looked at Murphy with a smile, got up, "Okay, let me wait for you."
Morphy originally thought Nan Fengxiao was joking, but he didn't expect him to stand up and start rolling his sleeves handsomely.
Murphy followed, and saw Nan Feng Xiao's movements smoothly picking up various fruits, and began to clear the plate.
"Nan Fengxiao, why would you cut this?" Murphy picked up a slice of very beautiful watermelon and asked in surprise.