"Hug it. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}"

Mu Jingxi hugged her delicate and soft body, buried her head in her warm neck socket, and sighed with satisfaction.

"Don't, little glutinous rice ......"

Speaking of Xiao Nuomi, Mu Jingxi's eyes lit up, and he glanced up at the position beside her.

No!

Qiao Anxin pointed to the end of the bed and looked in the direction of her finger, Mu Jingxi couldn't help laughing, "How could Xiao Nuomi run there?" ”

"I don't know."

"I don't know who is in this sleeping position." Mu Jingxi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it like you?" ”

Qiao Anmei's eyes widened slightly, and she raised her hand to give him a look, "I'm sleeping in a good position, okay?" ”

Is that just to him?

Mu Jingxi was noncommittal, got up, and carried the little glutinous rice sleeping at the end of the bed to the head of the bed.

Putting her next to Qiao An, he leaned over and kissed Xiao Nuomi's face, and in her blank gaze, kissed her face again, "It's still early, sleep a little longer." I'll come up in a moment and wake you up for breakfast. ”

As soon as he went downstairs, the maid greeted him, his face anxious, "Sanshao, Ye Shao is here." ”

The man's cold eyes narrowed dangerously, Ye Hanchen, he still has the guts.

"Where is he?"

"Ye Shao is waiting for you in the courtyard."

Maybe Ye Hanchen also knew that Mu Jingxi didn't welcome him, so he stood in the courtyard and waited, and didn't take the initiative to step indoors.

With a cold snort, Mu Jingxi stepped out, and in the courtyard, Ye Hanchen, who was thin and had a much clearer face, stood there.

Seeing him approaching, he greeted lightly, "Jingxi, you're here." ”

Mu Jingxi didn't say a word, raised his hand and slowly unfastened the cufflinks.

He pulled his sleeves up to his elbows, clenched his fists, and the iron fist wrapped in the strong wind should be smashed towards him.

With his fists to the flesh, Mu Jingxi made a ruthless move, Ye Hanchen only defended and did not attack, and gradually, he fell into the disadvantage.

He was pressed to the ground and beaten by the storm.

Ye Hanchen spat out a mouthful of blood in pain, and he sneered twice, "You can continue to fight, if you don't want to hear what happened that night." ”

The raised iron fist stiffened in mid-air.

Mu Jingxi stared at him with cold eyes, "What happened that night?" ”

Ye Hanchen pushed him away and lay on the lawn, gasping with difficulty.

His eyes were glazed, he looked at the sky, and smiled self-deprecating and bitterly, "That night, Joan and I ......"

…………

Ji Zhicheng arrived in the evening.

He went directly to Mu Chongming and expressed his intention to Mu Chongming, hoping to get his support.

"Chongming, no matter what, that child is a beloved child. It's not appropriate to let Joan and Jingxi take it away. Ji Zhicheng rubbed his hands, laughed with him, and said cautiously.

The child in Ji Qianxin's belly is not Mu Jingxi's, this matter is ridiculous.

Who would have thought that now, he would actually go to Mu Chongming and ask him to let Mu Jingxi and Qiao An return the child that Ji loved?

Mu Chongming, who was introverted and domineering, held a cup of tea and drank slowly, "I can't be the master of this matter." ”

"Chongming...... This ......" Ji Zhicheng twisted his eyebrows, trying to convince him.

Mu Chongming raised his hand and interrupted him, "Needless to say, since it was Jingxi and Qiao An who took away the children, you go to the two of them." ”

Called the housekeeper, Mu Chongming had already done his duty, "Send off!" ”

The housekeeper looked at Ji Zhicheng with a smile on his face, "Mr. Ji, please." ”

Seeing that he couldn't be convinced, Ji Zhicheng had no choice but to leave first.