After Wangcai left, Yin Yi broke free from Murong Moyi's embrace in a panic, quickly wrapped himself around and squatted into the bathtub.

"Look!" Yin Yi glared at him fiercely.

Only then did Murong Moyi retract his gaze and slowly turned his back. In this house, apart from his mother and grandmother, she was the only one who dared to speak to him so brutally.

Yin Yi noticed that he was still the same as when they met for the first time, with a tall figure of eight feet, a slightly vicissitudes in complexion, resolute and three-dimensional facial features, a black robe, and two strands of hair were only copied from the temples and tied at random behind his head, and even the head rope was very ordinary, even a little messy.

This reminded her of Chu Junsheng, who was very concerned about his appearance, and was even more diligent in grooming than a woman. I change clothes several times a day, and my hair is not messy. Jade crown bundles her hair, and she never goes out if she is not satisfied.

And the man in front of him gives people an informal posture. The body is rough and straight, and the wide back is like his strong chest, which always gives people an inexplicable sense of security.

"I'm not going tonight!" Yin Yi refused bluntly, and his tone was very stubborn.

She never likes to show her head, especially in a pile of strangers. She has no enchanting mouth, and her words come from the heart, which will inevitably offend people.

For the first nineteen years, no one knew what Yin Zhongguo's daughter looked like, she was like a god-like figure.

She is twenty years old now, and it was love at first sight with Chu Junsheng, who was close to her. followed by a flash marriage, and then she became pregnant, because of the violent reaction during pregnancy, she never went out, so her appearance is rarely known.

"If you want to have a foothold in this house, you have to go!" Murong Moyi replied.

In the past 20 days, he has been busy with food in other places, and because of the long distance, he has not returned home. But there is his eyeliner in the house, so he naturally knows the situation of Yin Yi and the child.

Yin Yi smiled indifferently, "I don't need it, it's their business how others treat me, I don't care." ”

Murong Moyi frowned, suddenly turned around, leaned forward and pressed the bath bucket tightly, facing Yin Yi's eyes, and said, "You are now the child's mother, and your situation is related to his future life." If you can't take on the role of a mother, then you go, I don't need a useless person to stay around! ”

His voice was not loud, but the look in his eyes almost ate her, a look of great disappointment.

Yin Yi was evasive because of his shyness before, but now he looked at his deep pool-like eyes, and he actually blamed himself a little.

It is true that her words and deeds are too selfish, and she does not consider the situation of her children at all. But she had to admit that she loved that child as much as she did.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Yin Yi finally looked away from him out of guilt.

The reason why Yin Yi chose to be the child's mother is not only because of her pain of losing her child, but more importantly, Murong Moyi is helpful to her revenge.

"Tonight, then...... Do I need to cover my face? Her tone lowered.

Murong Moyi looked at her for a long time before standing up straight, and said coldly: "No! ”

"Then you should be out now, right?" It's still an uncontrollable stubborn tone.

Murong Moyi glanced at her deeply, and then brushed his sleeves away.

Seeing the door closed, Yin Yichang breathed a sigh of relief, why did this man make her feel unprecedented pressure? But what she didn't know was that Murong Moyi felt the same way about her.

After bathing, Yin Yi went back to the room, and the child was crying in Hongxing's arms. She hurried forward, took the child from Hongxing's arms, quickly climbed into bed, untied her clothes, and fed the milk.

"Don't worry, be good, my mother won't leave you!"

Yin Yi stroked the child's forehead, and muttered to herself, the name Worry-free was given to the child by her, and it has been called for more than 20 days, and it is already catchy.

It's just that I don't know if Murong Moyi can accept this name? But even if he doesn't accept it, she won't have any opinion, after all, he is the child's own father.

Just thinking about it, at this time, the red apricot in front of the bed stammered and whispered, "Is the girl thirsty...... Forehead...... Do you want me to pour a glass of water? ”

Yin Yi was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and saw that Hongxing was tearing the handkerchief with both hands, and her head was buried low, as if she had done something wrong.

At this time, there was a miserable shout from the courtyard, the sound was higher and higher, and every time he shouted, the red apricot trembled.

"Ahh Liuyun, spare your life......"

"Ah...... Tap ...... I still have a 60-year-old mother to support......"

"Ah...... I don't dare anymore...... Spare your life......"

Yin Yi then remembered Wangcai, and also understood the reason why Hongxing was so nervous. She also thought that Murong Moyi was just talking about it, after all, Wangcai was the person next to the old lady.

Previously, Yin Yi endured Hongxing again and again, just because she didn't want to stir up trouble in Murong Mansion, but now that Murong Moyi has started, she can't hide anymore, so she can only climb up the rope.

Yin Yi looked at Hongxing, and said sharply: "Hongxing, I will keep your cheap life for you first, if you dare to respect and inferiority again, I will not spare you!" ”

Hongxing's legs were weak when she heard this, she knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed her head on the ground, "Girl, the slave doesn't dare anymore, don't dare anymore......"

"Alright, let's get out!"

After Hongxing staggered out, Yin Yi fell into deep thought. The courtyard of the deep house, the surface is glamorous, rich and harmonious, but in fact, it is open and secret, intriguing.

Murong Moyi, I wanted to live peacefully, but you pulled me into this muddy quagmire, can you rescue me unscathed?

In the evening, when the dinner party was about to begin, Hong Xing obediently combed Yin Yi into a simple flowing cloud bun, and an inconspicuous blue lotus-shaped hosta was obliquely inserted in her hair, faintly visible.

It was the only piece of jewelry she had on her since she survived, but it was the only relic left to her by her mother, Ishi.

Hongxing saw that Yin Yi was only wearing an ordinary hosta on his head, and hurriedly said sweetly: "Girl, with the eldest young master here, you will definitely have all the gold, silver and jewelry in the future!" ”

Yin Yi glanced up at Hongxing, then turned his gaze away coldly, and said, "I'm not rare!" ”

The smile on Hong Xing's face froze, her little sweet mouth had a lot of benefits from the old lady, and now she was closed to Yin Yi?

"Let's go!" Yin Yiwu stood up to himself.

Hongxing came back to her senses and hurriedly stopped: "The girl has not applied powder, and the skirt has not been changed, this is a big occasion, and it is not good to be criticized." ”

Yin Yi's footsteps were sluggish, although this red apricot was mean to her before, but at this time, she kindly reminded her, which inevitably made her feel a little relieved.

"I don't like spices, and I don't like bright clothes, so that's it!"

After Yin Yi threw down a sentence, he walked straight to the bed, picked up the worry-free man who kept kicking his hands and feet, wrapped a small thin quilt, and then walked out of the door.

Hongxing hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way, wondering in her heart, everyone in Yuguo knows that although Sai Yuechan was born in a green building, she is knowledgeable and courteous, gentle and lovely, and is not inferior to Miss Dahu in the capital.

And the person in front of him is as cold as an iceberg, and he has a fight with Murong Moyi, is this the one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to ink is black?