He worked on the design for two weeks, and prepared it for so long before it even started.
"What?" Xiao Han looked up puzzled, at a loss.
"It's okay." Mussi said, hugging Xiao Han, cleverly bypassing all the roses, and placing Xiao Han on the big bed.
They should have sent someone to clean here before they came, and the air inside is very fresh.
Xiao Han was sitting on the bed, but Mussi hesitated to let go of her waist, and the two looked at each other.
"Are you afraid of the dark?"
Mussi had realized something. The fear in her eyes the moment the light was turned on was definitely not a pretense.
"Blame you!" Xiao Han punched Mussi hard and complained, "If you weren't playing the mysterious celebrity, why would I be afraid?"
He didn't even know that it was thunder and rain last time, how painful it was for her to sleep in this room alone.
Fortunately, there was no power outage that night!
Musci narrowed his eyes slightly and stared deeply at Xiao Han's face.
Being stared at this way, Xiao Han couldn't say a lot of complaints, and his face flushed.
"Stop making trouble, I have to go see my son." Xiao Han said tentatively.
Just because Mussi's gaze was too hot, Xiao Han wouldn't know what that meant, so he avoided it in a conscious manner.
Xiao Han gently pushed him closer and closer to his body, begging in a low voice, "Not yet."
Not yet!
The three characters are like a basin of ice water, pouring Mussi's yu fire from head to toe.
It hasn't been three months!
Will hurt the child and Xiao Han!
Mussi repeatedly reminded himself with these two sentences, trying to remove his body from Xiao Han.
Xiao Han sat up, tidying up his clothes, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Mussi's dissatisfied expression.
Xiao Han couldn't help laughing, leaning forward, and squeezing Mussi's face with his hand.
"Don't be angry anymore, for the sake of my daughter."
After Xiao Han finished speaking, he did not forget to give Mussi a loving hug.
Hug of love
Moose Leng sneered, who wants this hug that he/ma can only touch but can't eat
Under Mussi's stinky face, Xiao Han had picked up the bunches of roses at his feet, made way, and placed the roses on the bed.
Walking to the door, Xiao Han stopped suddenly, looked at Mussi and asked, "Are you going to see your son with me?"
"Don't go." Mussi snorted and fell directly on the bed, giving Xiao Han a displeased glance.
What a stingy man!
Xiao Han ignored Mussi and went to Mu Feizeng's room by himself.
After Xiao Han left, Mussi suddenly sat up, looked at the rose on the bed, and kicked it directly on the ground.
He died and went back without taking off his shoes!
When Xiao Han opened the door, Mu Fei had been rummaging around in his room.
Xiao Han frowned, she almost forgot, Mu Fei grew up here.
"What are you looking for? Son." Xiao Han walked over and rubbed Mu Feizeng's head.
"Gift!" Mu Fei once looked at Xiao Han and continued to look down and turn things seriously.
Seeing Mu Fei was sweating profusely, Xiao Han directly picked him up, took out a wet tissue and wiped his face.
"What gift? Who gave it to you?"
"For my mother, I'm for my mother." Mu Fei once said a little excited.
A gift for her? Set it here
Can't find the gift, Mu Fei once seemed a little lost, and said with a small mouth open: "Can't find it."