Attack of the Adorable Kid

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Long version of luxury bulletproof sedan.

Ivan, who drove, looked at the man in the rear through the rear-view mirror.

Seeing that he had opened his notebook and started to do business, Yifan was a little puzzled.

As long as the young master stayed with Miss Nan, he could not handle the work without handling it.

Emotionally, like a domineering child, he just wants to occupy his own woman.

Even Master Xiaokai had to eat the vinegar.

But this time, he felt that the young master had no previous possessiveness towards Miss Nan.

For example, last night, Miss Nan took the initiative to look for him. If it had been previously, he would not have been able to let her sleep alone in the guest room.

"Master, you have no problem with your body after you've lifted your feet?" Yifan looked at Mu Sihan with some anxiety.

Moushan's handsome, lukewarm face was lifted from the computer screen. He looked at Yifan coldly, and his thin lips moved. "What do you think is wrong?"

Ivan was worried whether he had a hidden disease problem, but he did not dare to ask him with his 11 million guts.

Seeing Yifan's eyes, Musihan glanced in the direction of his lower abdomen. His face sank. "I butler, I think you have been living too much lately."

"Master, I have no other meaning. I just think that you used to be a wolf that was not fed, but now you have no interest at all, it seems that it is not normal."

Moushan frowned slightly at the thinned lips and lowered his eyebrows, thinking.

When he did see his kitten before, he couldn't wait to be close to her.

With her, he likes to stay in bed most of the time.

In fact, you can't blame him. He is at the best age of a man. He is alive and well, and he has never tasted tadpoles before.

Recently, what he thinks about most is indeed business.

Even when he thought of his kitten, his body did not have the **** impulses.

Mu Sihan twisted his eyebrows slightly. He closed the laptop and looked at Yifan coldly.

"I have no problem with my body." The long fingers rested on the cold jaw, and the bottomless cold eyes narrowed slightly. "If compared with the previous, it seems to be a problem."

Thinking of the woman I like, there is no such urge.

Kiss, there is no way to make his blood boil.

It seems that to him, it is no longer important.

"You send someone to visit the village and ask the old man Bai Bai to ask if I have any sequelae after my dissolution."

After explaining to Yifan, Mu Sihan took out his mobile phone and dialed Bo Yan's phone with a deep complexion.

As soon as he connected, he had no time to say anything. He heard Bo Yan say something disdainfully, "It's only 20 minutes since I hung up the phone. Si Han, you are getting weaker and weaker."

Musi Han Jianmei raised his head slightly. "You, a person who doesn't have sex-life, please laugh at me who can sex-life at any time?"

Bo Yan was obviously stunned by Mu Sihan's words, and he spoke only a few seconds later, his voice was a little bit cold, "You don't want to be here now--" After finishing the words, I found that Mu Sihan's breath was stable, His voice was calm, and he changed his voice again. "What's the call? I've been on vacation recently, and I don't want to find me at work!"

Mu Sihan leaned back against the chair, his eyes darkened a bit, "Nanzhao told me, Yan Yan would only have five years to live if she didn't change her heart. Want to stay with her for a long time, you are now It's not your kidneys, it's her heart. "

Bo Yan, who was on the other end of the phone, was breathing a bit thicker.

It took a long time for him to say three words, "I see."

...

When Bo Yan answered Mu Sihan's phone call, he was taking a shower in the bath room.

Standing under the shower, he adjusted the water temperature to cold water.

In his head, Mu Sihan said to him constantly: If he did not change his heart, Yan Ye would only have five years to live.

The cell phone rang again. Bo Yan didn't seem to hear, he closed his eyes, his face was clear and dark.

Yan Yan went back to the room to pick up things and heard the bath. The cell phone ringing in the room kept ringing, she was slightly puzzled.

Bo Yan wasn't bathing in it. The phone rang, could he not hear it?

Or is there something wrong with his inconvenient legs?

Walking to the door of the bath room, Yan Yan knocked on the door, "Bo Yan, Bo Yan!"

The man did not answer.

"Bo Yan, are you okay?"

As soon as Yan Yan's words fell, the door of the bath room was suddenly opened from the inside.

Bo Yanqing's cold and slender figure suddenly caught her eyes.

The short black hair is still dripping with drops of water, and there are a few strands of wet hair hanging down from the forehead, under the thick black long eyebrows, and the slender eyes are dark as if no light is visible. The indifferent face rolled down and fell to his handsome jaw, sexual throat ...

Yan Yan saw that he had only tied a bath towel around his waist, and she was still her towel. Her pretty little face flushed suddenly.

"Bo Yan, who told you to tie my bath towel?"

Bo Yan didn't speak, but just stared at her with such a deep look, as if to see through her soul.

Yan Yan was confused by his scalp.

"How do you look at me like this?"

Bo Yanmai opened his long legs. He approached Yan Yan step by step, his voice was as low as the voice from the back of his throat.

Yan Yan had never seen Bo Yan. Scarlet blood was spilled from Feng Yan's eyes, and the blue blood vessels on his forehead were slightly protruding, as if trying to suppress any emotions.

She stepped back, but he pressed harder until he reached her on the door frame.

At this moment, the nurse's voice sounded outside the door.

"Well, Su Mo just called. He invited you to dinner tonight."

Before Yan Yan had time to speak, Bo Yan responded, "Nanny, tell your surname Su, and I will never eat with him again."

"Bo Yan." Yan Yanxiu stared at the man with a frown, "Why do you decide for me?" Then she pushed him away.

But as soon as his hands reached his shoulders, he was firmly held by his large palm with thin cocoons.

He looked at her, his voice low, and he said, "Because, I'm going to remarry you."

Yan Yan opened her mouth, trying to say something, her throat was dumb.

A few strands of hair fell on the cheek, his back pressed against the door frame, his heart beat, and the rules were disordered.

The eyes of the two were intertwined in the still space.

After a while, the man reiterated again, "Well, let me take care of you and Little Apple in the future."

The breath exhaled by the man was close at hand. It was printed on Yan Yan's heart like a soldering iron. The hot temperature made her heart tighten uncontrollably.

Yan Yan's nose was sore for a while, she turned her head away and stopped looking at him, "Can you remarry if you want to remarry? Can you let my father live again?"

"Well, there is something, whether you can accept it or not, I have to confess to you."