In the next few days, Wen Lan lived in her own home and did not return to the big villa of Mu Yejue.

In the evening, the moon and stars were scarce, and on the hanging chair on the roof of the Villa, he held his chin and looked up at the sky, "What does Wen Lan mean?" ”

Originally, he thought that Wen Lan was deliberately jealous and angry with him, and it would be fine for him to put down his body and coax him in a few days, but until today, ten days have passed since the crash, no matter whether he calls Wen Lan or sends a message, she ignores it all, and she doesn't know whether she sees it or not.

The Lord frowned in displeasure, it stands to reason that this situation should be treated as if it had been blocked!

Immediately, the president of our pastoral university immediately got up from the hanging chair, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes.

He can't continue to sit still, otherwise he and Wen Lan will really be a couple who have to fly separately before the catastrophe comes.

So Mu Yejue grabbed his car keys and stepped on the accelerator to the door of Wen Lan's house.

He knocked on the door, sweating a little in his heart, how should he talk to Wen Lan?

The house Wen Lan bought was in the suburbs, which was quieter than her, so this place was really her favorite!

After a short while, the door of the small villa was opened, and Wen Lan stood inside, staring at the person at the door in a daze, her hand still twisted on the doorknob, "Mr. Mu, is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu, can you not call these two words?"

Mu Yejue suddenly became irritable, and he was always inexplicably unhappy when he heard the word Mu Zong!

Wen Lan has never had a good face in front of him, when he is happy, he is the master of the pasture, and when he is unhappy, he is the head of the pasture, obviously he is unhappy now!

Mu Yejue's heart was cold, and he still wanted to go inside, but was blocked by Wen Lan.

"What's the name of the pastor?" Wen Lan looked up amusedly, wanting to close the door, saying that it was too late, and then it was too fast, but the figure of the Lord of the Pasture flashed, and it was stuck in the middle of the door and the door frame again.

Wen Lan: "......"

Do you want to play the same trick twice?

However, this time, the luck of the Lord of the Shepherd was not as good as last time, and he was directly hit by the door, and he pulled on the door frame and wailed, "Why are you so ruthless!" ”

I didn't know how to stop when I saw him coming in!

"Come in!" After hesitating for a moment, Wen Lan let go of the doorknob and let it to the side, her heart was about to drip cold.

She actually wanted to ask, who was ruthless?

She's pregnant, but what about him?

Actually hugging someone else right under your nose?

She didn't do anything, but became ruthless?

The smile on the corner of Wen Lan's mouth became more and more mocking, he treated him like this, but she still couldn't give up!

Mu Yejue got what he wanted, went into the house with his eyebrows fluttering, took off his shoes, and sat on the sofa, "It's really comfortable, Wen Lan, you ......"

As soon as Mu Yejue turned around, he suddenly found that there was no one in the living room, but the figure in the kitchen poked and poked, and it was Wen Lan cooking.

Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, the Lord of the Pasture watched steadily, and the irritable mood that had been left out in the cold for many days was swept away.

He thought it would be nice if time had been frozen in this moment.

Then Mu Yejue came back to his senses, and wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but was suddenly thrown out by Wen Lan with a shovel.

Wen Lan is very good at cooking, and soon the food is out of the pot, and a plate of dishes with full color and fragrance is served on the table.

"Hmm, it's unpalatable."

The Lord of the Pasture spread out on the chair, and a spit suddenly came out of his mouth.

Wen Lan: "......"

I don't know who it is, but I ate three bowls of rice!

As the saying goes, eating people with a short mouth and soft hands with a soft hand, Mu Yejue really has no consciousness at all.

After eating, Mu Yejue obediently contracted the work of washing dishes, according to his words, washing dishes and mopping the floor, always have to occupy the same, right?

Wen Lan sat on the sofa and peeled an apple to eat!

Not long after Wen Lan finished eating the apples, Mu Yejue also washed the dishes and chopsticks and sat next to her and let out a big sigh, "Whew, I'm so tired, have you been washing the dishes by yourself these days?" ”

That's too hard!

Wen Lan: "My name is an hourly worker. ”

Where does she have so much time to do this, because she is pregnant, she has to pay attention to eating, because she has not found a good nutritionist for a while, so she can only make her own food, which is better than those outside.

And it takes a lot of time to go to the company.

Hearing Wen Lan say that she was called a part-time worker, Mu Yejue breathed a sigh of relief, and he said that Wen Lan was the president of Wen's Group, and he would not fall to the point of washing dishes by himself.

And eating at the moment, someone seems to have forgotten who was humming and washing in the kitchen just now.

"Wen Lan, I'm so tired and want to rest." Lord Mu Ye turned his head to look at Wen Lan, and the light in his eyes that shouted was self-evident.

Wen Lan was stunned for a moment, and displeasure crossed her eyes, "If you want to rest, go back to sleep by yourself, don't stay with me." ”

After speaking, Wen Lan got up and kindly opened the door for him, "Mr. Mu, it's good to go!" ”

Wen Lan's eyes were usually looking ahead, and the ice blades in his eyes clearly did not fall on Mu Ye Jue, but at this moment, Mu Ye Jue's eyes were scratched with a scar.

Wen Lan is still Wen Lan, and she is still so resistant to his approach.

"It's so late, you can't bear to drive me away?" The Nightlord frowned, ready to struggle a little more.

Wen Lan was not ready to compromise, and glanced at it coldly, "What, do you still want me to drive you out?" ”

This is her place, and no one is allowed to come and wreak havoc, especially Lord Nights.

Today, she can let him in for a meal, which is already her soft-hearted compassion, he can't accept the child, which means that Wen Lan will not choose to be with him, even if it is for the baby in her belly.

The family she hopes for is a father and a son, and her baby must have a very good father, and the Lord of the Pastor obviously does not fit this character.

Shepherd's heart fell to the bottom completely at this moment, so he stood up and walked out step by step, muttering as he went, "Who is rare." ”

When Wen Lan heard this, her lungs exploded, and she slammed the door shut.

He'd better never come back to her.

Wen Lan thought so, adjusted her emotions and turned around and went back to the room to wash, and then went to bed to get ready for bed.

"Good night, baby." Wen Lan caressed her abdomen, her eyes full of maternal brilliance.

People who don't have children really don't experience this kind of happiness.

This night, Wen Lan slept well, did not dream, did not wake up at night, and woke up with the morning sun.

Then Wen Lan yawned, washed up and got dressed again and prepared to go out.

As soon as the door opened, a man was sitting in the doorway, leaning against the wall, his eyes tightly closed, his brows tightly locked, even though he fell asleep, he did not have a good night's sleep.

It's winter, and Nightlord is curled up against the wall, his eyelashes covered with a faint layer of dew.

Wen Lan glanced at the Lord of the Shepherd on the ground in a daze, full of shock, and then stretched out her hand and poked his arm, "Hey, wake up." ”

Why are you waiting at the door, you don't know it's winter, it's cold?

Or do you not know how to go home?

Maybe it was because Mu Yejue was sleeping very lightly, Wen Lan poked him, he immediately woke up, rubbed his eyes, and looked up at the person in front of him after a while, "Wen Lan, why did you come out, come in, it's cold outside." ”

Wen Lan: "......"

Do you know it's cold outside?

But even though she slandered in her heart, Wen Lan didn't show it, but opened the door, "Come in and make me breakfast." ”

The Lord of the Pasture was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and he stood up and walked into the house, "Oh, okay. ”

After entering the house, Wen Lan went to the room first and cleaned up again, and when she came out of the room again, the Lord of the Pastoral Nights in the kitchen seemed to be talking to someone!

Wen Lan cocked her ears and listened

"Don't worry, Ah Ye, my sister-in-law won't know that you actually asked us to send a quilt last night, hahahaha, I'm so clever." On the other end of the phone, Lu Wenhan couldn't find the north, but he didn't know that Wen Lan was already standing at the door of the kitchen, her face gloomy.

"So, you weren't cold at all last night, and you're just playing a trick on me this morning?" Wen Lan questioned at the back of the Lord of the Night!

In vain, she was kind enough to let him come in and sit down this morning when she saw him cold all night, but now, the truth has given Wen Lan a hard slap!

What else? What the hell is going to be?

It's not that she didn't think that the Lord of the Nights would pretend, but she subconsciously chose to believe him.

But at this moment, she was wrong, completely wrong, and he was still deceived until now.

Mu Yejue, who was making breakfast, had a cold back, and when he heard Wen Lan ask, he hurriedly hung up Lu Wenhan's phone, "No, no...... You heard it wrong, I didn't. ”

"No?" Wen Lan smiled angrily, and then regained a solemn and calm face, "Do you think I'm deaf and can't understand words?" ”

The Nightlord was silent.

"Are you leaving?" Wen Lan saw that Mu Yejue didn't react for a long time, so she continued to ask!

"Breakfast isn't done yet...... "Lord Nightsman explained.

But in the next second, Wen Lan didn't know where to pick up a feather duster, "What is breakfast?" The old lady has money, can't she afford it? Get out of here! ”

Wen Lan was furious, waved her arms and hit the pitiful person in front of her without hesitation!

Seeing Wen Lan's sudden move, Mu Yejue hurriedly dodged around, "Wen Lan, don't fight, we have something to say, how bad it is to move your hands and feet, you say?" ”

"I think it's good." Wen Lan crossed her hands on her hips, her face was red with anger, and she finally drove Mu Yejue out of the door for a long time, "Go back, don't be an eyesore with me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Lan only felt some reaction in her stomach, and hurriedly sat down and drank two sips of hot milk to calm down.

But no matter how it calms down, that uncomfortable feeling still exists, presumably because the tire gas is not good yet, forget it, I still want to go to the company later today.

Outside the door, Mu Yejue saw that Wen Lan had not come out for a long time, and he was anxious and a little worried, and finally became a "pickpocket" an hour later. 2k reading web