Did Mu Hanshen let her go?

Bo Huan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Walking up to him with a hair dryer, as soon as he sat down, Mu Hanshen's head came up directly, leaned on her lap, and stared deeply at her face.

Thinking of Mu Hanshen's uncontrollable appearance just now, Bo Huan couldn't help blushing.

The sound of the hair dryer was very small, so small that Bo Huan could almost hear his heartbeat, one or two times, which was particularly rhythmic.

"Tomorrow Xu Xu has something to do with me, and he may need to go out!"

She's going out to set up a birthday party for him and buy gifts.

"Hmm."

Mu Hanshen closed his eyes and agreed happily.

Maybe thinking of what day tomorrow is, Mu Hanshen's mood instantly fell.

"Then can I take Mu Bao there?" Bo Huan said while smoothing his slightly dry hair, "I want to meet Mu Bao...... vividly"

Hearing Bo Huan's words, Mu Han opened his eyes suddenly, pursed his thin lips and was a little displeased: "Mu Nanzhi is more popular than me. ”

Bo Huan laughed, the truth!

"Mu Bao is small, and he looks so cute......"

"Humph! Without his Lao Tzu's appearance, can he be cute? Mu Hanshen grabbed Bo Huan's hand and snorted coldly: "When will you come back." ”

Bo Huan almost burst out laughing, I'm afraid this girl is a fake father!

"As soon as possible." As soon as Bo Huan turned off the hairdryer, he was dragged into Mu Hanshen's arms, wrapping his arms around her waist and not allowing her to move.

"Mu Hanshen—"

"Headache, let me hold for a while." Mu Hanshen buried his head in Bo Huan's arms and muttered in a muffled voice.

Hearing his words, Bo Huan looked down and saw his pale face, which should have hurt a lot.

If you can't find the cause, do you want to go on like this for the rest of your life?

Bo Huan leaned his head in his arms, took the initiative to hold Mu Hanshen's hand, and accompanied him without saying a word.

Just when the room suddenly fell silent, Mu Hanshen suddenly spoke: "Bo Huan, do you know what it feels like to burn your skin with cigarette butts?" ”

Hearing Mu Hanshen's words, Bo Huan opened his eyes suddenly, a little puzzled: "Huh? ”

Mu Han hooked his lips and smiled, turned over, stared at Bo Huan's face seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to know where the scars on my body come from?" ”

Bo Huan was stunned, but he didn't expect Mu Han to take the initiative to mention it.

"Well, I want to know!"

Mu Hanshen held Bo Huan's hand, floated a scar, and explained every time he touched it.

"This is what I burned with a cigarette when I was two years old."

She is his biological mother!

"This one was cut with a fruit knife. I heard that she wanted to cut my neck at the time, and she missed......"

Bo Huan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the ...... in his mouth Is it really his real mother?

"And this one, on my fifth birthday, she locked me in a small black room, and when I was tied up, the rope strangled me......"

"This piece was whipped by Mu Liancheng for a whole hour, and I was thirteen years old at the time......"

According to people at the time, after being beaten, he escaped from the old house and wandered outside for several days before being found.

"This ......"

"Mu Hanshen!" Bo Huan covered Mu Hanshen's mouth, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't say it, I don't want to hear it." ”

Seeing her reaction, Mu Han hooked his lips and smiled, so casually and freely, as if what he just said had nothing to do with him.

He's still laughing!

Mu Han Shen kissed Bo Huan's palm, stared at her eyes with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Scared you?" ”

Bo Huan was so sad that he didn't know what to say for a while.