Mu Zichen carried Su Ye directly to the upstairs bedroom, put her on the bed, turned around and put the bath water away, and then came out to carry Su Ye in.

Gently put her into the bathtub, knowing that the little girl was thin-skinned, Mu Zichen did not plan to stay, but when he turned to leave, Su Ye took his hand.

"Uncle, where are you going?" Seeing that he was leaving, Su Ye grabbed him almost immediately out of instinct, and his bright eyes were like a frightened rabbit at this time, looking at him pitifully.

"Don't worry, I'm just outside." Mu Zichen wanted to tease her, but when she met her pitiful little eyes, she couldn't bear it, and stretched out her big palm to rub her little head.

Su Ye was relieved at this time, she was worried that he would leave. She didn't think there was anything before, but now that she thinks about it, she feels a little scary when she lives alone in such a big villa.

"Well, something called me." Mu Zichen gently landed an affectionate kiss on her forehead and turned to leave.

Mu Zichen closed the door, turned around and called Xiao Mo, he wasn't sure if Su Ye was given by the big yellow hair..., whether she was injured. Therefore, he had to ask Xiao Mo to find someone to help her check her body, so that he could rest assured.

hung up the phone, he was not idle, strode to the kitchen, he wanted to boil her a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea before the little girl came out to go cold, she was in the rain for too long tonight.

It's just that a certain president who has never been in the kitchen obviously overestimated his ability, and thought that such a simple thing as boiling sugar water must be easy for him, but he never thought that even cutting a ginger would be so laborious.

When he was cooking for the first time, he didn't know how much to use, so he simply washed all the ginger left in the kitchen, and it was estimated that the more ingredients, the better the effect, and then the most difficult knife work.

Mu Zichen is familiar with the knife, but this kitchen knife is the first time to touch it.

All he knew was how to cut the ginger into small pieces, but how? No matter, just cut it into small pieces anyway. Mu Zichen swung his knife and slashed at the ginger block on the board, click... Yes, it was chopped, and I didn't know how many knives I cut indiscriminately, and the ginger pieces flew everywhere, and in the end there was only a small lump left on the board.

Put the remaining ginger into the casserole, pour in a bag of brown sugar that had been prepared a long time ago, pour water, and a certain president slapped his hands with satisfaction. I thought to myself, it doesn't seem that difficult to cook.

Weakly asked, it's not that difficult, what's going on at the scene of the disaster in the kitchen now?

Xiao Mo had just finished a difficult operation, and as soon as he got off the operating table, he received a call from Mu Zichen, hung up the phone and immediately grabbed a female doctor and rushed towards the rose garden, he didn't forget how stingy the man was last time, even if he was a doctor, he didn't want to look at the little woman.

Tonight's night was as dark as ink, and the rain kept falling, like a string of curtains with broken threads, and pearl-like droplets of water smashed on the water on the ground, splashing ripples. The inkjet night sky looks from afar, like a monster with its mouth wide open, hideous and terrifying, such a night is destined to be extraordinary.

Because it is the middle of the night, there are not many vehicles and pedestrians on the road, especially in such a high-end villa area, there are even few. Xiao Mo's car was speeding on a rainy night, like a crazy lion running on the grassland, fearless and fearless. Xiao Mogang had just gone through high-intensity work, and his highly tense nerves were able to relax at this moment.

At a bend, Xiao Mo seemed to see a small figure shaking in a trance, and his feet unconsciously stepped on the brakes, but it was too late, and he seemed to knock the villain away.

"Shit" Xiao Mo cursed, and then raised his leg and stepped out of the car. I thought, this is a big disaster, such a close direct impact, how big the impact is can be imagined, that person must be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Xiao Mo didn't have the usual fun at the moment, his face was serious and serious, he wanted to find the person as soon as possible, but he looked for nearly 20 meters along the direction of impact, but he didn't find the person's figure. What about people?