Chapter 788: Don't cry

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Jingjing looked back at him suspiciously, and saw that he was carefully letting go of Xiaoyu.
"I have something to forget." He explained concisely, placing Xiaoyu on the seat next to him, and when his hand was almost reaching the doorknob, a figure suddenly came outside and knocked on the window.
Mu Yan pressed the window and saw Wenxi standing outside.
"Brother Mu, you forgot something." Then hand him a file bag.
Mu Yan looked at it in surprise, then looked at Wenxi, and suddenly understood what he saw from his eyes, and probably guessed what was in the file bag.
He reached out and took it, "Thank him for me."
Wenxi nodded with a smile, and then couldn't help but ridicule Jingjing, "Jingjing, please take care of Brother Mu for everyone. Brother Mu is now everyone's "treasure."
"Well, without your reminding, I will! After all, he is more than everyone's treasure." Jingjing counterattacked back with a smile, and then drove on the road.
The latter sentence made Mu Yan's heart bloom, even though her so-called "treasure" just refers to the bonus like everyone else.
The car has been driving smoothly, and Xiaoyu fell asleep while driving.
For Mu Yan's surprise, the direction is not to go to the shopping center, but a path that you can walk with your eyes closed.
Of course, he wouldn't be so stupid to ask her why she did this, it would be his selfishness.
Perhaps, she was just too troublesome to let him act as a safety seat all the way home.
Soon, at the door of the house, a two-story building full of Greek style.
This is where they bought ten years ago to live together.
After holding Xiaoyu in the house and sitting on the sofa, he teased the child for a while before he stood up reluctantly.
Looking at the woman with the ring chest leaning against the wall, she said quietly, "I'm back."
Jingjing just looked at him and did not speak.
Mu Yan did not dare to expect her to stay open, picked up the paper bag placed on the coffee table and left.
However, as she passed her, the empty sleeves were suddenly pulled.
He froze and looked at her unexpectedly.
Jingjing lifted her hair and pulled him away, "I need your help if I have something."
Mu Yan's lips twitched a faint smile, and every time she was guilty, she would unconsciously brush her hair, not knowing what she was asking him for.
He was very happy, and she was willing to let him help when something happened.
He was needed to be very happy.
Jingjing picked up his son and put it in the corner of his little world, surrounded by fences to prevent him from escaping.
Xiaoyu is also good, playing her game without crying, perhaps because she often stays.
Mu Yan was ordered to sit on the sofa, and then, watching her walking around in the house, did not say anything to ask him to help.
Soon, Jingjing came out, hit a pot of clean water, still holding something in his hand that no man would be unfamiliar with—a razor.
He looked at her in disbelief, and even dare not expect that it was prepared for him.
"Are you...shaving armpit hair?"
When the words fell, Jingjing stopped and really wanted to pour that pot of water on his head.
boom!
When she put the water down, it was very hard, and the splashes were not small, indicating that she was very angry.
"Since you haven't had any other men in these years, and you have only Xiaoyu at home, he hasn't even grown hair..."
"How do you know I don't have it!" Jingjing pushed him down on the sofa and sat directly on him.
Mu Yan looked at her sudden movements, not a little frightened, but put her waist on her waist very naturally, looked her up, "So?"
"So what's the matter, don't move!" Jingjing straightened his face fiercely, then smeared the shaving cream.
Mu Yan motionlessly watched her shave for herself, so serious, so gentle, as if there were no blank years between them, everything naturally seemed as if nothing had happened.
They were the same as they were at the beginning, so fit, everything is so natural.
He even held his breath, fearing that too much breath would blow away such a beautiful picture.
Jing Jing shaved for him, and the mist in his eyes became more and more dim, and then condensed into drops.
The drop of tears seemed to be like a fireball, hitting Mu Yan's heart, and it was hot and hurt.
He raised his left hand to brush away her hair and gently wiped her tears, "Don't you cry?"
"You control me!" Jingjing stopped and raised his head and shouted loudly.
Xiaoyu, who was playing alone there, heard her mother so loudly, looked up definitely, and then bowed her head to continue playing with him.
Mu Yan looked at her awkwardly, pulled her into her arms, and hugged her with one hand.
Jingjing struggled hard, thumping and beating, but he held firmly, even if it was just a hand.
Gradually, her struggling hand became a thump, crying vigorously in his arms, crying out everything that was suppressed in her heart.
"Woo...why are you still coming back? You don't dare to admit when you come back, then why are you coming back!" What about breaking one hand, even if the legs are broken, as long as he has the heart, he can return to them.
"Sorry." Mu Yan kissed her head in shame.
At that time, she could not kill the demon, but he was controlled by his head-down technique for his use.
In fact, he came back. When he finally escaped, he managed to return to the United States. But unexpectedly learned that everyone in Yin, including her, accepted the fact that he died.
Looking at his missing hand, and thinking about his situation again, he felt that Mu Yan should really be'dead'.
Since then, there are no more words in this world.
However, she didn't expect her to make the decision to transfer embryos.
"The ghost wants you to be sorry! You have the ability to go. Why would someone who says go and go, keep me in the future!" Jingjing pushed him away and turned to tears.
Mu Yan followed her, looked at her back, reached out to comfort her, but shrank back before touching her shoulder.
Then, with a sigh, he turned and left.
Jingjing sees that he is really gone, so angrily smashes the pillow, throws what he gets in his hand.
Until the figure disappeared in the entrance, until the door closed, she crouched on the ground and buried her head in tears.
"Let's go, who's rare!!" But her heart hurts, and she can't stop her urge to chase it out.
He didn't want the two of them at all. She did all this, and when it comes to this, he can still walk away without looking back.
Where is inferiority complexes at work, simply do not care!
"Smelly man, don't think you can't live without your old lady. This decade hasn't come alive, it's still alive and well! Anyway, there won't be many years in the future, who is rare!"
"Excuse me, can you do me a favor?"
The sudden sound on the top of the head made Jingjing raise his head in disbelief, and he saw the returning man bow his head and looked at her with a smile on his face.