Master Ye's Second Marriage

Han Muzi came home safely and hugged Xiaoyan: "OK, I know you are working hard, just this time. And My brother has all been kissed by you. You can take care of me as your future sister-in-law. "

Xiao Yan was angry, but when Han Muzi mentioned Han Qing, her face turned red unconsciously.

"What are you talking about? What sister-in-law. "

"What?" Han Muzi put her arm around her and walked towards the community together. "You don't want to be my sister-in-law?"

"I want to be, but..."

"That's fine."

"Don't just talk about me. What's the matter with you? Run to the hospital in the middle of the night and come back? Did you work for him again? "

Han Muzi shook his head and said with a smile, "nothing, it's over now."

Xiao Yan was staring at her: "no, you are lying to me."

Han Muzi: Xiaoyan

"You mean to laugh at me, but Muzi, I've known you for so many years. How can I know if you are really happy or unhappy? Your smile has not reached the bottom of my eyes. Are you willing to make fun of me? Don't do this next time. We are good friends. You don't have to be strong in front of me

Han Muzi: "it's just

"Come on, what happened."

She said that, Han Muzi's face can no longer maintain a smile, "nothing big, just I don't want to understand now, so I don't want to say."

"Well, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. You can figure it out for yourself."

"Well."

They went back to the room together. Han Muzi took off her coat and went upstairs. Because Xiaomi Dou was already asleep, Han Muzi had to go to the next room. After turning off the light, she lay in the dark.

It's time for her to go to bed.

But her brain is very clear, sober and mixed with confusion.

Han Muzi closed her eyes, her mind is full of night Mo Shen questioning her words in the hospital.

He already knows the existence of children, as long as he makes a little investigation, he may soon know what Xiaomi Dou looks like.

Although she has been hiding Xiaomi Dou very well, basically won't let his appearance expose in the public, but inevitably there will be some negligence.

In the past, when I was abroad, I could ignore it. What about when I returned home?

What about the future?

Now, Han Muzi even thinks that it is a mistake to return home.

What is she going to do next?

Although, she has felt that she is trying hard to become stronger, but In front of a lot of things, is she still powerless?

* action

at the end of the night, it's morning.

Xiao Yan rubbed her messy hair and pulled her pajamas to go to the kitchen when she suddenly saw a tall figure sitting in the living room.

Dingqing a look, Xiaoyan almost rolled down the stairs.

Who is not Han Qing sitting on the sofa in the living room? But in the early morning, how could he come here?

When Xiao Yan holds the handrail, Han Qingzheng looks good.

Two people's eyes in the air, the air seems to be quiet for a few seconds.

Han Qingshen color of the eyes after seeing her dress at this time, slightly twisted a thick eyebrow.

Xiao Yan followed his sight and looked down.

She didn't sleep well, so now her collar was crooked to one side, revealing her snow-white shoulder. Her trouser legs were high and low, and her hair was as messy as a cloud.

Three seconds later, Xiaoyan closed her eyes and said, "this is a fake, hallucination, hallucination!"

She must be dreaming.

Otherwise, how could Han Qing come here at this time? He doesn't have a key to his home!

She opened her eyes again, but Xiaoyan still saw Han Qing sitting there. After a few seconds of stupefication, she suddenly turned to run upstairs, and her petite figure disappeared in Han Qing's sight.

Han Qing frowned, looking at the tiny figure disappeared.

His frown was a little heavier.

This woman

After Xiaoyan rushed back to her room, she quickly went into the bathroom. When she saw herself in the mirror, she cried out with regret.

"Why am I so bad? It's OK to make a fool of yourself last time. Did you make a fool of yourself this time? Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, you must be a pig

Xiao Yan rubbed her hair and was about to die of madness.

But on second thought, she could not be so degenerate.

She wants to pursue the male god. She has already done it. What else is she afraid of?

Go ahead!

Xiaoyan pumped himself up, then quickly tied up his hair, then brushed his teeth and wash his face. Because the makeup was too obvious, Xiao Yan had to draw a thin line of eyeliner to himself, then smear a daily red, then straightened his hair with a straight stick, and then changed his clothes.Looking at the mirror, she was new, and her heart was so nervous that she jumped out of her throat.

She went to see Han Qing like this. Should it be ok?

Before leaving, Xiaoyan looks like she thinks of what quickly goes back. She opens her mouth with a fresh breath and sprays it hard in her mouth. After confirming that her breath is fresh, Xiaoyan can go out of the room and go downstairs.

Han Muzi probably came back late last night, so he didn't get up at the moment.

In fact, the first of the three of them has always been a little girl.

Who makes her a cook? She's going to get up and make breakfast.

Xiaoyan steps slowly near Han Qing, so a moment of empty, he has taken out his notebook, like in the processing of work.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Han Qing raised his head and saw the small face that had been replaced.

Think of her just look sloppy, and look at her now, can be said to form a sharp contrast.

"Han, Mr. Han." Xiaoyan smiled at the sign and said hello to him: "what are you doing It's been here so early? "

Han Qing listened to words, the face light will look back, "get up early, so came."

Xiaoyan thought, and grabbed her lower lip and asked, "but Mr. Han, you are How did you get in? "

"Open the door."

Xiaoyan: "......"

She certainly knew he had opened the door, but She remembers that the key to this room is only her and Muzi.

These two days Muzi often went to the hospital, also did not have the key, basically is fingerprint input.

I'm sorry to ask him, but if she doesn't ask, Xiaoyan is curious.

Finally, he asked: "that I remember the key to the house. "

"Password lock." Han Qing directly solved her doubts without waiting for her to finish.

Password lock? Xiaoyan is even more strange. How does he know the password?

Han Qing, like a seeker of her mind, whispered, "did you enter the password yesterday?"

Xiaoyan nodded: "yes."

Then she responded with a sudden, "and that's what you remember?"