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Feeling the temperature of the two thick and powerful arms, Mu Wan'an fell into Song Bingjue's arms.

"Hmm... What are you doing..."

Mu Goodnight, who was full of alcohol and drunkenness, slapped his strong chest indiscriminately.

"Don't move!"

Although he was full of drunkenness, Mu Wan'an instinctively wanted to fight against Song Bingjue, but he increased the strength in his hand a little.

"Don't challenge me."

Song Bingjue whispered to the lovely man in his arms.

The stubbornness in her bones still exists after getting drunk, and easily admitting defeat is not her style of Mu Goodnight.

"Let go of me...", she was still struggling uneasily in Song Bingjue's arms, trying to break free.

"Don't challenge my bottom line!"

Compared with the words just now, Song Bingjue's eyes at this time had a little more wolf nature of a man.

And Mu Wan'an was drunk and leaned on Song Bingjue's arms, not feeling that he was in danger at all. ……

"Ahh

Early in the morning, the air outside the window was very good, and the sun was also very bright, and the warmth was scattered in Song Bingjue's well-located room.

But the people in the room didn't seem to be so happy.

At this time, Song Bingjue was standing in front of the mirror with a gentlemanly tie, but he was frightened by Mu Wan's voice, and his face showed a trace of displeasure.

"Wake up." He said expressionlessly, but he couldn't hide the pity in his heart.

"Song Bingjue!"

She was hysterical, calling out his name.

Mu Wan'an woke up and found that he was sleeping in Song Bingjue's room, Song Bingjue's bed, and when he looked down and saw that he was not in the right direction, Mu Wan'an's jaw fell in surprise.

"What did you do to me!"

Mu Wan'an roared loudly, eager to eat Song Bingjue.

Just after tidying up his tie, Song Bingjue turned around and faced Mu Wanhao on the bed: "It's obvious that you did something to me."

He raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully.

The familiar low voice made Mu Wan's face crimson when he heard it.

She seemed to remember something.

Seeing Mu Wan's night, Song Bingjue couldn't help but approach: "Mo Fei, do you want to do it again?"

"Not really!" Without thinking about it, Mu Wan'an spoke.

"That's not what you said last night..."

Looking at Song Bingjue's proud appearance, Mu Wan'an only felt very angry.

I didn't expect that I drank so much wine in order to dispel my sorrows, but I did such a thing to Song Bingjue... No, it was Song Bingjue who did such a thing to himself.

It's obvious that I've suffered a loss...

Anyway, it's not that I haven't done it, and it's not a loss... She was torn in her heart.

Mu Wan'an wrapped the quilt tightly, for fear of giving Song Bingjue another chance.

Looking at Mu Wan'an's flustered appearance, Song Bingjue felt a little funny: "You don't have to guard against me, I have all my clothes on, and I won't touch you anymore." Rest assured. ”

The last sentence "rest assured" made Mu Wan'an inexplicably feel safe, and the hand that was holding the quilt tightly gradually loosened.

He slowly sat down on the edge of Mu Goodnight's bed.

"Wanwan, what happened yesterday? Why did you drink so much alcohol? ”

His eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, and he kept looking at Mu Goodnight.

Seeing her eyes dodging, Song Bingjue took the opportunity to pinch Mu Wan's chin.

"Look at me!"

The strength is gentle, but it is also a little overbearing.

"I—" she still didn't want to pick.

"What's wrong?"

Song Bingjue didn't want Mu Goodnight to hide anything from him.

"Okay, don't you want to know, then I'll tell you!"

Mu Wan'an suddenly exerted his strength and shook off Song Bingjue's hand that was pinching his chin.

Song Bingjue felt bad.

She rarely lost her temper like that, unless he did something she felt was wrong.

"I heard what you said to Xie Sen yesterday."

Mu Wan'an said lightly, his eyes full of displeasure.

Song Bingjue was surprised, there is really no impermeable wall in the world. I couldn't help but sneer in my heart. He deserves it.

"Tonight, you listen to my explanation..."

Song Bingjue knew that he had done something wrong, and hurriedly spoke, with some remorse in his voice.

"Explain what?"

Mu Wan'an snorted coldly.

"Explain that you have planned to go to jail for a long time? Explain that you have been using me to design Ji Yunhua? Explain that you have always treated me as a pawn of yours? ”

The appearance of such a sentence in the scene at this moment made Song Bingjue's heart tremble even more.

Originally, Song Bingjue was still holding Mu Wan'an, only to hear what they said later about the acquisition of the company, but he didn't expect Mu Wan'an to listen to it at all.

Helplessness filled him throughout

Countenance.

He didn't know how to explain to Mu Wan'an, because he had done something wrong in the first place.

The slight touch between the eyebrows can already represent Song Bingjue's mood at this moment.

"Ding..."Unfortunately, at this time, Xie Sen's phone call came in.

Song Bingjue glanced at Mu Wan'an, didn't speak, and picked it up.

"Hello?"

The tone was even colder than usual, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Mu Goodnight when he answered the phone.

At this moment, the cold tone and gentle eyes always feel a little out of place.

"Oops! I said Lao Song! Why are you still the same, you just threw me on the sofa when you got home, don't you know that I drank too much? I don't know if I'm going to catch a cold in the middle of the night? ”

......

Xie Sen couldn't help but complain about Song Bingjue.

"Are you okay?" Mu Wannight has always been indifferent to Xie Sen, and Xie Sen did not notice anything abnormal.

"Ah, there is indeed something, my car didn't fall..."Did it fall at your house, I'll go over and pick it up later...

"I'll find someone to tow you back."

A cold word flowed out of Song Bingjue's mouth, and before Xie Sen had time to react, Song Bingjue hung up the phone.

"Doodoooo

I really don't know how a man like Song Bingjue, who hangs indifference on his face all day long, has a girlfriend, it's really strange!

The corners of Xie Sen's mouth couldn't help twitching, he couldn't figure it out.

"That's fine! In this way, uncle, I will save trouble! Xie Sen thought about it, and plunged back into the quilt and continued to dream of spring and autumn.

After hanging up the phone, Song Bingjue was about to face Mu Wan's indifferent face again.

He tugged at the tie that he had just unbreathed and had just put on his phone on the bed.

Feeling the muffled sound of the mobile phone colliding with the bed, I subconsciously shrank back.

What should I say? How to explain it? Isn't explanation a cover-up, and a cover-up the truth?

But do I have to say something? Otherwise, she might be even angrier.

Song Bingjue's heart was in a mess.

His handsome and clear face was full of all kinds of negativity.

"Evening," Song Bingjue called tentatively.

"Song Bingjue! Why are you lying to me! ”

Hearing Song Bingjue's temptation, Mu Wanye also did not hide the emotions in his heart and vented them all.

Song Bingjue couldn't explain why, so he didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry Wanwan, it's my fault."

Song Bingjue knew that it was the most important thing to admit his mistake and apologize quickly.

He swallowed, trying to hide the rare uneasiness in his heart.

He was afraid that after this incident, Mu Wanya would be completely disappointed in her, and the little relationship he had just established would be shattered.

"Late, late..."

Song Bingjue's expression was a little painful, he would rather hope that Mu Wan'an would scold him.

"Don't be sorry, I know you can't get into the habit of calculating."

When Mu Wan'an said this, her face was a little gloomy, and she seemed to have made up her mind.

Mu Wan'an was expressionless, picked up her clothes absurdly, and put them on one by one in front of Song Bingjue, revealing her rare calmness.

She got out of bed and walked lightly past Song Bingjue.

"Late, late..."

He grabbed her.

"Let go of me!" She opened her mouth and shook off Song Bingjue's hand vigorously.

walked out of Song Bingjue's room without looking back.

"Brother, where are you?"

Remembering that Shen Yu told her the day before yesterday that she was going back to France, Mu Wan'an called Shen Yu without hesitation.

"Where else can I be, still in China!"

Shen Yu said leisurely and boringly, lying casually on the sofa.

"When it's time to go, take me with you."

Mu Wan'an said unhurriedly, his tone was calm, and he didn't see anything abnormal.

But even so, Mu Wan'an can't hide it from Shen Yu, seeing that Mu Wan'an won't take the initiative to say, he won't ask more.

"Okay, I'm the plane tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you come and pick me up."

Song Bingjue saw that he couldn't coax Mu goodnight, so he strode out directly.

Passing by Mu Goodnight's room, seeing that the door was locked, Song Bingjue simply returned to the company.

Along the way, he felt that the road could not cross with him, one moment he hit a stone, one moment missed the last second of the green light, he always felt that this morning was too unlucky, and he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth and beating the steering wheel.

Seeing Song Bingjue driving away, Mu Wan'an let out a long sigh.

"Mom!"

Mu Wan'an was suddenly startled by Song Xiaosi's voice, revealing a surprised expression.

"Xiao Si?"

Odd? I obviously locked the door, why is Song Xiaosi here?

With a question on his face, Mu Wan'an walked to his bed.

"Why are you here?"

Song Xiaosi just woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and showed a lovely expression: "Yesterday, my mother drank too much, and I wanted to sleep with my mother, but my father didn't allow it, so I took my mother away."

Song Xiaosi said, still couldn't help pouting.

Dad is really necrotic and snatched Mom!

“......”

Hearing Song Xiaosi say this, Mu Wannight was a little embarrassed, and the content of what happened last night intermittently appeared in his mind...

"Mom! What did Daddy do when he took you away last night! Didn't bully you! ”

Song Xiaosi said, crawled out of the bed, knelt in front of Mu Wan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and checked Mu Wannight's body.

"Xiao Si, Dad didn't bully me."

Speaking of this, Mu Wan's face turned red.

"That's good, if he dares to bully you, I won't be able to spare him! Hum! Song Xiaosi had an expression of wanting to give Mu Wan's night an angry expression, with his hands on his waist, looking like "If anyone dares to bully my mother, I will beat him to death".

"Xiao Si is obedient~No one bullies my mother~"

Mu Wan'an's eyes showed the tenderness of maternal love.

Seeing the open suitcase on the ground, Song Xiaosi strengthened his vigilance.

He jumped to the ground and walked to the suitcase: "Mom? What do you pack your clothes for? Song Xiaosi asked, pointing to the suitcase on the ground.

Seeing this, Mu Wannight did not speak.

"Mom, are you leaving?"

"Mom... You speak! Song Xiaosi was a little annoyed in his heart, he kept shaking Mu Wan's body, but his small body couldn't have much impact on Mu Wan'an.

He was afraid that Song Xiaosi would be sad, so he hurriedly touched Song Xiaosi's head.

"Good way~"

She didn't know what to say.

Song Xiaosi was like a little adult, she put away Mu Goodnight's suitcase and sat on the suitcase: "I don't allow my mother to go!" Mom can't go anywhere! He said in an arrogant tone.

"Okay, mom won't go, mom won't go~"

Mu Wan'an coaxed Song Xiaosi.

Right now, in the entire Song family, Song Xiaosi is the one who makes her the most nostalgic and the most reassuring, even if she knows that as soon as she leaves, Song Xiaosi is the saddest, but this time, she still wants to choose to leave. The top priority is also to appease Song Xiaosi's emotions.

"President, the little master has called."

Song Xiaosi couldn't remember Song Bingjue's phone number, and the company's phone number was broken, which was easier to remember, so he called the company's phone.

"Xiao Si?"

Song Bingjue's eyebrows were full of doubts, why did Song Xiaosi suddenly call him?

Confused, he went back and picked up the phone.

"Daddy! Father! You're coming back! ”

was frightened by Song Xiaosi's sudden and hurried voice: "Xiaosi, what's wrong with you?"

His expression was serious, worried that something was wrong with Song Xiaosi.

"Dad. Not me! It's Mom! ”

Hearing Song Xiaosi say this, he understood: "What's wrong with Mom?"

"Mom is packing her bags and leaving! Mommy is leaving! ”

Song Xiaosi lay on the table in the living room, talking to Song Bingjue on the phone in a position where he could barely get a phone.

"Dad, you're coming back!"

Hearing Song Bingjue's moment of tranquility, Song Xiaosi became anxious.

"Xiao Si, don't worry, Dad will go back immediately."

As soon as the words fell, Song Bingjue grabbed the car keys on the table and the coat on the back of the chair before he could explain, and walked out of the office.

"President! The meeting at half past ten..."

There was no time for the secretary to finish: "The meeting is canceled!" Wait for me to come back. ”

Throwing off this sentence, Song Bingjue walked away.

From the company to his home, Song Bingjue was about to drive to 200 miles, but the traffic flow in the city was large, and the traffic jam made Song Bingjue a little annoyed, and kept honking the horn.

"You're sick, honk your horn all the time! Noisy or not! ”

A man riding an electric car next to him lowered his head and looked at Song Bingjue in the window, showing a look of impatience.

"Isn't it just a traffic jam! The front is blocked, what's the use of you honking? ”

The man in the electric car said unkindly.

Song Bingjue ignored it and closed the window, but fortunately the car was soundproof, and he was quiet.

After the red light, he sped all the way like crazy.

Whose car? Stopped on your doorstep?

Song Xiaosi obediently sat on the sofa and looked at Shen Yu opposite, his teeth constantly biting his lower lip.

"Why did you take your mother away!"

He asked.