"Drive!"

The lone shadow in front quietly glanced at Mu Hanshen through the rearview mirror, and the man's expression had returned to normal, as if today's fight for his life had nothing to do with him.

Could it be because Mu Shao hated Wen Yuan very much, so she died happily?

After following Mu Shao for so many years, Lone Ying is becoming more and more unable to figure out what his master is thinking.

Half an hour later, the sports car stopped at the door of the villa.

Lone Ying reported his safety in advance and told Bo Huan about the scene.

So when he saw Mu Hanshen and Mu Bao, Bo Huan was not overly excited.

Seeing that Mu Bao was not injured at all, he asked Aunt Gu to take him up to rest first, while he walked to Mu Hanshen's side and stared at him with red eyes.

"You didn't listen to me, Mu Hanshen, you're not good!" Bo Huan whispered.

As soon as the words fell, tears had already fallen.

Mu Han didn't speak, took Bo Huan's hand and walked upstairs.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Bo Huan was hugged by Mu Hanshen.

The man didn't say a word, buried his head in the socket of her neck, and breathed a little heavily.

Bo Huan knew that Wen Yuan had died, but she still didn't hurt Mu Hanshen in the end.

She called Mu Hanshen over, perhaps to atone for her sins.

She was remorseful!

"Bo Huan ......"

I don't know how long it took, Bo Huan finally heard Mu Hanshen's voice, which was muffled, sounding a little helpless and sentimental.

Helpless.

Sentimental.

She hadn't felt such emotions from Mu Hanshen for a long time.

said that she hated Wenyuan, but she was always the mother who gave him life. 85

For Mu Hanshen, this is a tangled feeling.

"It's okay, Mu Hanshen." Bo Huan desperately stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly at the corner of his mouth: "It's all over, it's all over." ”

There really is no one who can hurt him in the future!

"Bo Huan......" Mu Hanshen held Bo Huan's hand, gently put her hand on his heart, and said in a dull voice: "I'm a little uncomfortable!" You cook me noodles to eat, okay? ”

"Okay." Bo Huan let Mu Han lie on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and kissed him on the forehead again: "You close your eyes and rest for a while now, and when you wake up, you can eat steaming noodles." ”

"Hmm." Mu Hanshen nodded slightly, reluctantly let go of Bo Huan's hand, and closed his eyes.

Bo Huan looked at Mu Hanshen deeply, then turned around and left the bedroom and went to the kitchen.

It's just that the moment the door was closed, Mu Hanshen suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

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Downstairs kitchen.

Seeing Bo Huan busy in the kitchen with a big belly, Aunt Gu hurriedly stepped forward to take the things in her hand, but was pushed away by Bo Huan.

"Mu Hanshen wants to eat the noodles I made!" Bo Huan said softly: "He hasn't eaten it for a long time, let me come this time." ”

Aunt Gu thought about it, but she still stepped aside to help.

"Ma'am, is he alright, sir?"

Bo Huan shook his head: "No, there are no injuries on my body, but my mood is a little low." ”

Aunt Gu sighed and lowered her voice a little: "Wen Yuan is dead, and Mr. really has no more parents." It's not much for parents...... though."

"It's okay, doesn't he still have me and Mu Bao?" Bo Huan said, patting the baby in his belly: "And this!" ”

The three of them can give Mu Hanshen a happy family and sweep away all his previous gloom.

Aunt Gu was moved: "It's good that there is still a wife, otherwise Mr. Mu really doesn't know what to do." ”

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