Master Ye's Second Marriage

Thinking of this, Xiaoyan\'s face changed greatly. She didn\'t care to say that the others directly turned around and rushed upstairs.

Han Muzi took a look at the time, and there was still an hour to go before the scheduled time.

It is said that the actress will come to Suzhou City today, and they will be about 20 minutes away from here.

Well, there should be plenty of time.

Han Muzi silently recited the time in her heart. Five minutes later, Xiaoyan was sure to have finished wearing and came down from upstairs. She put her mobile phone into Han Muzi\'s hand and ran to wear shoes in front of the shoe cabinet.

"Time is running out. Call me a car."

Han Muzi has no choice but to take over the mobile phone, input the password and then help her about a car.

"All right."

Xiaoyan took the mobile phone and rushed out, and said: "you have no conscience. You know that you have a job today. You didn\'t remind me last night. I was so drunk..."

Bang!

After the door was closed, Xiaoyan went on with a gloomy face: "I lost face in front of the male god, Wuwu! It\'s going to be late! "

After Xiao Yan left, Han Muzi went upstairs to wake up Xiaomi Dou.

Xiaomi Dou was still sleeping when she entered the room. Her small body was holding a big pillow, which looked very funny.

"Xiaomi Dou, get up." Han Muzi called his name and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Well..." Millet beans should a, small body but not moving, still holding a pillow to sleep sweet.

Han Muzi took a look at the time, "it\'s almost noon, but don\'t you get up?"

Xiaomi Dou opened her eyes and looked at her sleepily.

Just this one eye, Han Muzi but by his eyes to see a burst of palpitation.

It\'s just like

When Han Muzi gave birth to him, she watched him grow up day by day. When he was very young, Han Muzi felt that the child\'s facial features were similar to that of the night, because she was still laughing at herself for this idea.

How could she have been thinking about that person for so long that she felt that the child looked like the night.

But Later, Xiaoyan did not mean to mention a mouth, just let Han Mu Ziwei micro heart.

So she thought, Xiaomi Dou will look like Ye Mo Shen because ye Mo Shen and ye Linhan are brothers? That\'s why we have this gene?

Otherwise How could it be like this?

Later, the child grew bigger and bigger, and his appearance was carved out of the same mold as Yemo Shen.

It\'s just that this is a Q version.

On this issue, Han Muzi has not been able to understand, and later did not want to think, anyway, want to more than she is useless.

In the future, as long as she has a good day, it will be very good to raise Xiaomi Dou.

"Not yet?" Han Muzi is not angry, his voice calls him softly.

Xiaomi Dou sees clearly is Han Muzi, then reaches out to rub the eye, sits up cleverly. "Well, Mommy, I seem to have overslept today."

"You know you overslept. What did you do last night? Can\'t sleep? "

Xiaomi Dou looked confused, "Mommy, I couldn\'t sleep last night My uncle told me a long story. "

Hearing this, Han Muzi\'s heart moved. When Mingming talked to Han Qing, he seemed to be in good spirits. Unexpectedly, he was

This person, really can hide himself.

Especially in front of her sister, his brother always doesn\'t take his body seriously.

thinking of this, Han Muzi patted Xiaomi Dou on the cheek: "OK, get up, your aunt Xiaoyan has a job today, and Mommy will take you out for dinner later. It happens that we also go to the supermarket nearby to see if there is anything we need to add."

As soon as he heard that he was going to the supermarket, Xiaomi Dou immediately got up from the bed: "good Mommy, you wait for me for ten minutes!"

The little guy\'s speed is very fast, said to get up on the rise.

Han Muzi also went back to her room to change her clothes and make up.

Wait for her to clean up, just look at oneself in the mirror in a daze.

Once upon a time, she had become You can\'t go out without makeup.

Sure enough, time is a sharp weapon. No matter who it is, it will change quietly in time.

*

"Beicheng lives well. Why moved to Suzhou?"

In front of a French window, a man stands with his hands on his back, and his slender figure casts a long shadow in front of the French window. The dark dark suit on him does not show his maturity, but has a charm of a mature man. Although the figure of a man looks strong and thin, he can be seen through his suit.His deep eyes narrowed slightly like a sharp falcon, overlooking the whole city. His thin lips spoke again: "it\'s OK to move here. When do you start to like living in high-rise buildings?"

Out of the kitchen came a middle-aged woman in household clothes, with her hair half tied. On the surface, she looked like a middle-aged woman. However, if you look at the corners of her eyes, you can see that she is a little older.

The woman put a dish of fruit on the table and ate a mouthful of raisin.

"Then you stay well in Beicheng. What are you doing here? Su city has outstanding people. I just like the air here. What\'s the matter? "

The man did not answer, still standing there.

The woman took a look at his back, then took a pick and sent it to her mouth. Then she said in a voice, "is it hard to say that it\'s so hurt to be alone, to run to your aunt to look for warmth? Then I can tell you, Mo Shen, I don\'t have the kind of warmth you want here. You can see that you are the only one in this room. "

"Is it?"

The man\'s voice light, "little aunt why to now or a person, you are so old."

"Stinky boy, how do you talk? So impolite? " After that, the woman sighed: "you think I want to be alone. It\'s really your mother\'s business that gives me too much shadow. I witnessed that event with my own eyes, and I\'ve checked it. I\'m infertile. In my life I still live by myself. Your mother entrusted you to me, and I\'ll take you as my son. "

Listen, the man turned and frowned.

"You?"

"What? Don\'t you agree? " The woman patted the table with anger.

She is the little aunt, song an.

Song Anqi wanted to pull the man\'s ear, but he was avoided by the man.

"Anyway, I don\'t care. If I\'m too old to walk in the future, you boy will have to give me a pension."

The night Mo deep light glances at her, grabs the car key to go out.

"What are you doing? It\'s better to go to the supermarket downstairs and buy something for me