The son was born and raised by himself, and Si Lijue just contributed one, no, two tadpoles.
If he dares to snatch the child from me, I will beat him so hard that his mother won’t even recognize him!
Mu Baoer had already made up her mind. She clapped her hands happily, locked the door, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.
Mu Baoer quietly pushed open the bedroom door, and sure enough, the two little darlings were already fast asleep, their tiny bodies curled up in the quilt, forming two small bumps on the bed, and Mu Xiaohan's snoring could still be heard in the room.
Mu Baoer curled her lips and smiled knowingly, her heart overflowing with maternal love. She really felt that her son was adorable no matter how she looked at him.
Mu Baoer tiptoed over, sat beside the bed, tapped Mu Xiaohan's chubby face, who was sleeping with her legs spread out, and pinched it, her smile deepening.
She couldn't bear to give such a sweet and handsome son to anyone else!
Mu Baoer leaned over and kissed Mu Xiaohan on the face. She wanted to kiss Xiaoche as well, but found that he had rolled to the innermost part of the bed, so she had to give up.
He usually looks aloof and like a little adult, but in essence he is still just a child.
Mu Baoer smiled dotingly, stayed with her son for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
“Daddy…”
However! The babyish whisper in her dream behind her made her freeze!
"Daddy, where are you? Xiaohan misses you so much."
Mu Xiaohan's baby voice rang out again, echoing clearly in the quiet room.
After saying this, Mu Xiaohan turned over and started snoring again. Each snore was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, knocking on Mu Baoer's heart, making it feel a little sour and bitter.
In the darkness, Mu Baoer's body stiffened, and the hands hanging by her legs tightened, emitting white light.
After a while, he raised his hands to cover his eyes and took a long breath.
Her two children have always been sensible. When they were very young, they only asked where their father had gone and why he had not come back. After she casually said that he was dead, they never asked again.
I don’t ask, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to.
It is natural for children to miss their fathers.
Mu Baoer bit her lower lip, walked to the bed again, stared at the two children on the bed for a while, and then whispered, "Good night, my dears."
He turned and left the bedroom, closed the door gently, washed up and went to sleep.
But this night, I am destined to toss and turn.
downstairs.
After seeing the lights in Mu Baoer's house upstairs go out, Si Lijue got back into the car and ordered in a deep voice, "Tomorrow morning, I want all her information."
After that night five years ago, he had thought about finding someone.
But no matter how he searched and investigated, the woman who appeared in his bed seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news of her.
And today, five years later, she suddenly appeared with another surprise.
Every detail of the encounter with Mu Baoer tonight emerged in his mind. The corners of his mouth raised a wicked and warm arc again, and he chuckled softly, "Interesting little thing."
The driver in the front seat heard the brief laugh, looked up and noticed in the rearview mirror that the man still had a smile on his face, and looked terrified.
Oh my Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, the stern-faced CEO actually smiled so gently! Could it be that I was dazzled?
He turned his head and looked at the bodyguard in the passenger seat, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
This world is magical!
"drive!"
Si Lijue's voice suddenly rang out, as chilling as ever.
The driver and bodyguard shuddered, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and thought, this is normal!
…
Vertical day.
Although Si Lijue said that he could report to the company this afternoon, Mu Baoer still got up early.
Mu Baoer stood in the bathroom, with one leg raised on the wall in a difficult posture. The beauty of her fair, slender leg was ruined by a large bruise on her face.
There were a few fingerprints on the scar, dark blue with a hint of purple, which was particularly eye-catching against her milky white skin, showing how much force the other party had used.
While Mu Baoer was applying medicine on the wound on her ankle, she was cursing that dead-looking man in black from yesterday in her heart, saying that he had no mercy on women at all!
This kind of person is only fit to greet the dead, and deserves to be alone!
He applied the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine on his ankle and rubbed it. Even though his movements were very gentle, he couldn't help but gasp twice and cursed the man again.
Suddenly! The bathroom door was pushed open.
Mu Baoer was startled and hurriedly retracted her legs, hiding the ointment in her hand. However, because her movements were too violent, she accidentally pulled the wound. Her face turned pale in pain and she gasped.
Even though Mu Baoer moved quickly, Mu Xiaoche still caught the scar on her leg. His handsome little face suddenly turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his clear eyes.
My son is angry!
Mu Baoer swallowed her saliva and pretended to be relaxed and scolded, "Xiao Che, you, why did you come in so suddenly? You scared Mommy."
After a pause, she asked, "Do you need to use the bathroom? Then mommy will go out first!"
After Mu Baoer finished speaking, she smiled and moved out quickly, wanting to leave with her back to Mu Xiaoche.
However, just as she reached the bathroom door, she heard Mu Xiaoche shout, "Mommy!"
The childish voice carried a powerful aura, which made Mu Baoer feel guilty.
Mu Xiaoche stared at her with his clear, dark eyes and asked, "Bao'er Mommy, what are you holding in your hand?"
Mu Baoer's body stiffened, and she smiled and said, "Nothing."
"Really?" Mu Xiaoche didn't believe it, his face tense. "Let me see."
"Xiao Che." Mu Baoer was helpless and tried to reason with him.
"Baoer Mommy, don't let Xiaoche say it again." Mu Xiaoche narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously very angry.
Knowing she couldn't hide anymore, Mu Bao'er had no choice but to hand over the thing in her hand. She averted her eyes guiltily and muttered softly, "Here, it's just some medicine for the wound."
What do you mean it’s just some medicine for the wound!
I clearly saw it, a huge bruise!
Mu Xiaoche's handsome face was filled with worry, and he said anxiously, "I saw it all. It's a serious injury!"
"It's not serious, just a little bruising." Mu Baoer warned: "Don't tell Xiaohan, or he'll worry and cry again."
Unexpectedly, Mu Xiaohan suddenly appeared in the bathroom, revealing a pair of sleepy eyes, and asked, "What do you mean don't tell Xiaohan?"
But when she smelled the scent of the herbal ointment in the air, her eyes suddenly widened and she said nervously, "Mommy, are you hurt? Is it serious? Let Xiaohan take a look."
Unlike Mu Xiaoche, Mu Xiaohan is a man of action. He started looking for it himself as he spoke.
Mu Baoer was unable to stop him in time, and he lifted up her nightgown, exposing the wound on her calf. The bruises on her fair skin were particularly creepy.
The atmosphere froze in an instant!
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