Yan Mingyu has gone to Nancheng Central Hospital to obtain umbilical cord blood for comparison, and the results will be out today. He also considerately called the family doctor to see whether King has real amnesia or just faking it!
After everything was handled in an orderly manner, Si Lijue glanced coldly at King, who was looking at Mu Baoer eagerly and acting cute, and pulled Mu Baoer into the bedroom with a dark face.
Duang! He supported her head with one hand, his eyes dim.
"What are you going to do?" He was too close, and Mu Baoer's face was covered with blush, like a picked flower.
Seeing this, Si Lijue, who originally just wanted to talk about things normally, immediately began to feel uneasy.
He just curved the corners of his mouth and smiled wickedly. After saying the word "you", he kissed Mu Baoer's red lips in her shocked eyes, took her wrist and led her to the bed.
"Si Lijue, it's still daytime!"
Si Lijue raised an eyebrow, "What does it matter?"
“…”
Mu Baoer blushed, her fists clenched against his chest. "There's someone downstairs, get out of here!"
Just now when Si Lijue pulled her upstairs, Mu Xiaoche and Mu Xiaohan's eyes were full of mockery, and she even heard Mu Xiaohan's soft exclamation.
Recalling the scene just now, Mu Baoer's face was burning as if on fire, and she said again: "Stop making trouble, otherwise I will be angry."
Having said that, in reality, her voice, trembling with anger, sounded more like a coquettish complaint.
Si Lijue ignored him and kept moving his hands.
Knowing that he was serious, Mu Baoer became a little anxious. After saying sorry, she pushed him away with force.
Si Lijue bumped into the sharp corner of the bedside table, groaned, and his face changed.
"Don't give me that. I won't be fooled." Mu Baoer said. Si Lijue had used this trick so many times that she had become immune to it.
However, Mu Baoer was ultimately unable to escape Si Lijue's trap.
Si Lijue bit his lower lip and looked at her, saying in a wronged voice, "Bao'er, it hurts."
“!!!”
boom!
Mu Baoer's mind went blank.
Si Lijue, is he acting like a spoiled brat?!
This also... Mu Baoer covered her chest, feeling that her heart was about to jump out with excitement.
Just when she was distracted, Si Lijue found the opportunity and jumped up, pulling her into his arms again, falling on the bed, rolling around, and then pulling the quilt to cover the two of them tightly.
Amid Mu Baoer's exclamations and sobs, Si Lijue's deep and charming voice was heard, "Baoer, we can't let this beautiful scenery go to waste!"
"Damn... Si Lijue!"
"I am here."
"Go to hell!"
"Well, Baoer, be gentle, or you will become a little nun in the future."
The conversation between the two people gradually stopped, and was replaced by another kind of ups and downs, and ripples appeared in the huge room.
Downstairs, Mu Xiaoche and Mu Xiaohan sat cross-legged on the sofa, their heads touching, whispering, "Mommy and Daddy fight like monsters every day, why don't we have a little sister yet?"
Aside, King's expression was cold, and his thin lips uttered cold words, "Because he can't."
“…”
Mu Xiaoche and Mu Xiaohan paused, then turned their heads to look over unkindly. Mu Xiaohan, in particular, pointed at the phone he had propped up and said quietly, "Uncle King, what do you think would happen if I showed this video to my dad?"
King's expression changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You dare?"
"You're a bound prisoner, and you're telling me what you dare to do? Don't you think that's a little funny?"
“…”
"Of course, if you beg me, I can consider not letting my dad know." Mu Xiaohan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
King frowned and remained silent, a storm brewing in his dark eyes.
Mu Xiaohan, however, was not afraid at all. He rolled his eyes, ran over with his phone in hand, and said with a smirk, "Uncle King, let's make a deal."
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