"Love you." Bo Huan stood on tiptoe and kissed Mu Hanshen on the face, got out of the car carefully, turned around and wanted to hug Mu Bao, but was pulled aside by Mu Hanshen.

He stepped forward himself, held his son in his arms with one hand and did not put it down, and held Bo Huan's hand with the other, and the family of three walked towards the mall.

Lone Shadow followed behind with a few bodyguards to protect, always observing whether the surrounding environment was safe.

Today is the weekend, and as the New Year approaches, there is a crowd of people and a joyful atmosphere everywhere.

In order not to be recognized, Bo Huan deliberately used a scarf to cover half of his face.

But she forgot that Mu Hanshen's height was still eye-catching compared to her length, and as soon as the family of three walked into the mall, it attracted a lot of attention.

Many people recognized who she was through Mu Hanshen, and secretly took out their mobile phones to shoot quietly.

Bo Huan shrank into Mu Hanshen's arms and whispered: "Mu Hanshen, someone is filming us." ”

"Shoot, what are you afraid of?"

Mu Han's casual words suddenly made Bo Huan laugh uncontrollably.

Also, they are legitimate.

These people can only be said to be a family of three visiting a mall on the Internet.

Seeing the smile on Bo Huan's face, Mu Hanshen also laughed, and said dotingly: "They know what the price of scribbling is, there is no need to worry." ”

Bo Huan nodded slightly, hugged Mu Hanshen's hand tighter, and didn't notice that not far away, a pair of old eyes were staring at him intently, and their eyes were full of tears.

She was so much like her mother, especially when she laughed.

As he walked, Mu Hanshen suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Zhengting in the corner not far away, his eyes a little deeper.

Receiving Mu Hanshen's gaze, Li Zhengting reacted and trotted over.

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Originally, many people recognized Bo Huan and Mu Hanshen along the way, and subconsciously wanted to chase over and take more photos, but they were stopped by Lone Ying and his subordinates.

The person who followed behind him suddenly disappeared, and Bo Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

When he reacted, Mu Hanshen had already stopped.

Bo Huan was stunned for a moment, only to find that Mu Hanshen had taken them to an art cake shop, but there was no one inside.

"The gift you gave me wouldn't be a cake, would it?"

Bo Huan asked with a chuckle.

Mu Hanshen put Mu Bao on the chair, then sat down Bo Huan, covered her ear and whispered: "I'll do it myself, wait ten minutes." ”

"Mu Han Shen ......"

Bo Huan wanted to say something, but Mu Hanshen had already turned around and went to the back kitchen, putting her and Mu Bao in the empty hall.

If you make a cake yourself, can't you make it at home? Why bother here?

Could it be that he hid a gift in this cake shop?

Bo Huan glanced at the rest of the store and didn't see anything unusual, so he had to raise his eyes and look at the little guy beside him: "Wait a while, we can eat cake." ”

"Hmm."

Mu Bao nodded excitedly.

The little one follows her and has little resistance to sweets.

Just as the mother and daughter were talking, twice as warm milk suddenly appeared in their hands.

Bo Huan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised her eyes, and saw a man in restaurant clothes and a mask standing in front of her, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be smiling.

Looking at his eyes, Bo Huan chuckled in his heart, and a strange feeling instantly surged up.

"Mrs. Mu, Mr. Mu is making a cake inside, it may take some time, you drink some milk first."

The man spoke softly, with a thick, nasal voice in his voice.