Don't rush, take your time. [with _ dream]ā

Li Qinghuan took a deep breath and raised her lips and smiled, there was no one she couldn't take.

It's just a matter of time.

On the way back to the official residence, Song Yunchi was talking drunk all the way, dragging Ye Hanchen's neckline, and said angrily, "You dare to beat me!" If you have the ability to beat Qiao Xiaoan, do you dare? ”

Ye Hanchen broke his hand, "Yun Chi, you're drunk." ”

"I'm not ...... drunk"

"Tell me, why did Jingxi beat you?"

"It's not because Qiao Xiaoan ......"

"What's wrong with Joan?"

Song Yunchi shook his head, refused to speak, leaned back in the chair, and yelled that he wanted to vomit.

Jingxi beat him, has something to do with Joan?

"Yunchi, do you like Qiao An?" Very soft voice, tentative ask.

Song Yunchi hiccuped, "How can I like her, it's ridiculous." ”

Ye Hanchen's expression was indistinguishable, but he lowered the window and let the cool wind pour in from the window.

The next day, in the evening.

Ye Hanchen came to the Mu family's official residence.

"Ye Shao, you're here." The maid greeted you warmly.

Ye Hanchen bowed his head slightly, "What about Jingxi?" ”

"Three young people, he ......," the servant wanted to speak and stopped.

"Huh?"

"Sanshao, he's in the study with his husband."

Ye Hanchen understood, probably Mu Chongming was looking for him for something.

"I'll sit here for a while and wait for him."

"Okay, I'll serve you tea."

Sitting down on the sofa, Ye Hanchen casually flipped through a magazine, and suddenly, a small milk sound came from upstairs.

At first glance, he thought it was Mu Shaoxi.

When I listened closely, I realized that it seemed to be a little girl's voice.

The immature voice is soft and glutinous.

He closed the magazine in surprise and looked up in the direction of the building.

Xiao Nuomi ran downstairs barefoot, turning her head to look behind her as she ran, "Order, come on." ”

Dot?

In the next second, majestic lightning appeared, rushing down the stairs quickly.

In one fell swoop, he crossed the little girl.

Rush to the top of the stairs and wait for her...

Ye Hanchen stiffened, and deep shock flashed in his eyes, this girl ...... Why is it so similar to Joan?

In the study, the movement of reprimands finally became smaller.

After a long time, Mu Jingxi came out of the study with one hand covering his bleeding forehead.

Jiang Xun looked at him worriedly, "Sanshao, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, bring me the medicine kit, bandage me." He made his way to his bedroom.

"Sanshao, Ye Shao is here, waiting for you downstairs."

After a pause, Mu Jingxi turned to the west and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Ye Hanchen was no longer visible, only Xiao Nuomi was playing with lightning.

"Where's the cold dust?" Looking around with cold eyes, he asked the servant.

"Ye Shao has already left, it seems that there is something urgent."

Xiao Nuomi let go of Lightning's claws, looked up, and her little face trembled with fright, "Uncle, you're bleeding!" ”

Mu Jingxi's thin lips hooked slightly, "It's okay." ”

Xiao Nuomi ran over and hugged his legs, "Xiao Nuomi gives you a hoo." ”

What is Huhu?

Mu Jingxi lowered his head and looked at the little guy with his little head at his feet, his mood was extremely complicated.

"Uncle, Ma Ma said that it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Hmm." He bowed his head lightly.

Xiao Nuomi pursed her lips and smiled, beckoning, "Uncle, lower a little." ”

The ghost sent the gods, Mu Jingxi squatted down in front of her, Xiao Nuomi stood on tiptoe, and blew on his bleeding forehead, puffing out his cheeks.

"Uncle, does it still hurt?"

Xiao Nuomi tilted her head, her watery eyes flickering.