"I'll help you clean up the next room." Song Annuan said that she was about to go out, but was stopped by Mu Sihan.

"Don't be so troublesome, it's past two o'clock, I have to go to the company in the morning, just deal with it on this sofa."

Song Annuan subconsciously took half a step back, since he got married, although he had been here several times, he had never spent the night here.

The length of the sofa is obviously not as long as his height, and it is uncomfortable for him to sleep like this, "If you don't sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa, my body is just right to sleep on the sofa." ”

"Okay." Mu Sihan turned around, took off his coat and put it aside, fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and rested.

Song Annuan was a little stunned, he was really not polite at all, and he didn't have the slightest gentlemanly demeanor.

Han Shaoting can at least do some superficial work, and he is full of gentlemanly demeanor in his gestures.

Time passed quickly, and the sky was already white.

Song Annuan has completely lost her sleepiness since she woke up, sitting on the sofa and looking at the man sleeping on the bed.

[Aren't you curious about who your sister's daughter's biological father is? 】

Song Annuan's words suddenly flashed in his mind.

The man on the bed seemed to be sleeping deeply, his chest rising and falling steadily.

Song Annuan, who was wearing a nightgown, approached cautiously and quietly, looking at the sleeping man carefully, his eyelashes were black and long, casting a shadow under his eyes, the deep contours of his facial features, straight and green mountains, and his thin lips were lightly pursed, as if he was a cold and noble beautiful man sleeping in the painting.

Song Annuan gently stretched out his hand towards Mu Sihan's face, and as soon as he touched his hair, the man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her slender wrist, his eyes were cold and sharp, "What are you doing?" ”

"When did you wake up?" Song Annuan struggled, unable to break free of his hand.

"I've always been a light sleeper." Mu Sihan pinched Song Annuan's wrist, "Can you explain to me, what do you mean by this?" ”

"I ......," Song Annuan was speechless for a while.

"Before we got married, I warned you, don't fall in love with me, and don't think about something you shouldn't think." Mu Sihan said meaningfully, the corners of his lips curved upwards seemed to be smiling at her, but his tone was frighteningly cold.

Song Annuan knew that he had misunderstood, and tried hard to pull his hand back, "I didn't ......"

"And what do you mean by that?" Mousse asked coldly, his eyes sharp.

Song Annuan couldn't explain, she couldn't tell him, she wanted to get his hair while he was asleep.

"It seems that I thought highly of you in the past." Mousse coldly shook off her hand, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

She was no different from the women who wanted to throw him into his arms.

"You'd better be careful, be honest, and don't joke with your sister's daughter's life." Mu Sihan sat up, picked up the coat at the end of the bed and put it on, "The status and power of the Han family in City A are no worse than those of the Mu family, if you refuse to settle down now, it is likely that both sides will not please at that time, and you will end up with nothing." ”

"It's not a good thing to be too greedy."

"For the sake of the past two years, this is my last piece of advice to you."

After Mu Sihan finished speaking, he opened the door and went out.

Song Annuan didn't get his hair, and he was taught a lesson.

In the bathroom, the housekeeper has prepared new toiletries.

After Mu Sihan finished washing, he went out.

Song Annuan picked up the wooden comb on the washstand and looked at the one or two index finger-length hairs on it......