Chapter 295: Do You Want to Have If You Like It?

Hearing her words, his heart throbbed.

She doesn't like black......

She always wears black......

"Wen Xia, I love you." He didn't want to say a thousand words, he just wanted to tell her simply and straightforwardly that he loved her.

Wen Xia was also worried about the love words, and replied very happily: "Mu Han, I love you too, and it has never changed." ”

"So do I." He said.

She stopped talking, because she was emotional, her heart was numb, and her head was a little confused.

Mom and Dad are coming back, and she needs to calm down for a while, then touch up her makeup and greet her favorite family members in the best spirits.

Mu Han thought the same thing, sent her to the cloakroom, kissed her eyebrows, and then went back to the kitchen to get busy.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the two children came back from school, and Mu Han asked lightly: "Are you tired from taking the car?" ”

Wen Xiaonuo was very excited: "I'm not tired, it's very fun, I like RVs." ”

Mu Xiaoxu has been in an RV many times since he was a child, and he has long been insensitive, but he likes Wen Xiaonuo to sit in the RV for so many days and still likes it so much, and said very arrogantly: "If you like it, I will send it to you." ”

Mu Han couldn't help laughing, helpless about his son's love to send cars.

Fortunately, he never gave it away, otherwise he would have been heartbroken no matter how much money he had.

Wen Xiaonuo is very arrogant and high-minded, and does not bend his waist for money: "Do you want to have it if you like it?" ”

Mu Xiaoxu: "If you like it, you have to have it." ”

Wen Xiaonuo raised his hand to support his forehead: "Mu Xiaoxu, our three views are different, which is not suitable." ”

Mu Xiaoxu smiled very sweetly: "Wen Xiaonuo, you and I have no chance, it all depends on my money." ”

Mu Han listened to it with a big head, what kind of bastard talk is this!

Is he rich? It's not all his son.

Wen Xiaonuo thought about it and felt that it made sense......

If it weren't for the fact that he had money and could change kindergartens willfully, and bought a kindergarten, and asked Uncle Muyang to help him find a teacher, her mother would not have been moved by Uncle Muyang, and she would not have thought of him.

Wen Xiaonuo's hand that he had just put down covered his head with a heavy face: "Alas! It's damn fate! Money is the source of all evil! ”

Mu Han: What kind of golden sentence is "......"? Wen Xia complained about it, right?

Mu Xiaoxu: "Wrong, money can buy a lot of happiness." ”

"That's a loss that you haven't eaten."

"Have you eaten it?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"That's terrible."

"But my mother worked very hard to make money."

"My dad has money, and your mom won't work hard for money anymore."

Wen Xiaonuo rolled his eyes: "It's also my father." ”

Mu Xiaoxu paused, and suddenly cried, "Dad, my mother is so hard, my heart hurts." ”

Mu Han: "......" has changed his mood too quickly, right?

Are you sure it's not to subsidize his mother for his money?

Count him as a boy with a conscience.

"Then how can you not be heartbroken?" Mu Han is very good.

Mu Xiaoxu wiped her tears: "My mother has no money to work hard." ”

Mu Han tried hard to hold back a smile, and Wen Xiaonuo looked at Mu Xiaoxu with disgust: "Brother, your acting skills are so poor, I can see that you are trying to cheat your father out of money." ”

Mu Xiaoxu was speechless, full of black lines: "It turns out that you are not very smart." ”

Wen Xiaonuo was stunned, as if this was the case, to put it bluntly, he couldn't cheat Mu Han's money.

Raising his hand to cover his head again, Wen Xiaonuo sighed: "I'm still too young!" ”

Mu Xiaoxu mended the knife: "When we grow up, we are not the opponents of our parents." ”

Wen Xiaonuo patted his head again: "Alas! Ginger is still old and spicy! ”

Mu Han was completely convinced, these two children, where are the children, they are simply human spirits, living treasures, and pistachios! Even the happy and dull promise was brought by the quirky spirit of the promise.

That's nice!