Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

Hearing Mu Chuqing rushing in suddenly, she turned to look at Mu Chuqing suspiciously.

Seeing Doudou was safe, Mu Chuqing's tight body suddenly relaxed, and she almost fell to the ground.

Scared her to death.

She was really scared to death!

She really didn't want Doudou to be hurt any more.

He forced his body and walked to Doudou, bent down and squatted in front of Doudou, unconsciously touched Doudou's pink cheeks with his cold hands, and said, "What's the matter?"

Doudou opened his eyes and shook his head, "I accidentally dropped the ipad on the ground."

Mu Chuqing turned around and took a look, and the Ipad fell into the gap between the bed and the nightstand.

Taking a long breath, Mu Chuqing reached out to take the towel on Doudou's head, pulled Doudou and sat on the bed, wiped Doudou's head, and finally found a hair dryer to blow Doudou's hair.

"Peas..."

"Yep?"

"Anyway, you must protect yourself in the future, know? Don't let yourself have anything."

"En." Doudou responded, was silent for a second, and continued:

"Then... Mommy should also protect herself, not let herself be troubled. Doudou won't make Mommy worry, sad. Mommy don't worry Doudou, sad. Okay?"

Mu Chuqing bit her lips tightly, her eyes flushed.

Doudou's voice was thin, with the childishness, but his tone was thick and cautious.

This shouldn't be something said by a child under six.

It's too heavy.

She is damned!

No, she shouldn't die.

The best thing she should do now is to live well and stay with everyone who cares about her.

She wants to make up for what she owed, what she failed, and what she missed.

Because all the people around her who care about hope so.

"Well, Mommy will definitely be fine, and will never leave Doudou again."

Doudou put two small arms on Mu Chuqing's legs, looking down at the cracks on the wooden floor, sadness flashed across his small face, and then took a long breath. He should have been happy, but tears fell. Still slipping out of the eye socket.

Regardless of Mu Chuqing still holding a hair dryer in her hand, Doudou suddenly turned around, hugged Mu Chuqing's waist tightly, and buried her face in Mu Chuqing's arms.

Cry loudly!

Say nothing, do nothing, just cry.

Just like an ordinary child, because he fell, because he couldn't get the toy he wanted most, he cried in a mess.

There were deep grievances and accusations in the cry.

Mu Chuqing dropped the hair dryer and put it on the side of the bed, holding Doudou's shoulder tightly, and her biting lips still trembled uncontrollably, and her tears were beyond her control.

Doudou cried presumptuously, and Mu Chuqing put her arms around her, crying silently with her.

She did not go to comfort her.

She thinks this is good.

When I met her during the day, Doudou's reaction was a bit flat.

It’s good to cry, it’s much better than holding it in my heart,

The crying gradually subsided, and the rest was the sound of Doudou sobbing and choking, but she still hugged Mu Chuqing's waist tightly and did not let go.

This is like a child.

Mu Chuqing took Doudou onto the bed, opened the quilt and put it under the quilt, wiped the remaining tears on her face, leaned over and kissed her forehead, and laughed softly:

"Hey, go to sleep!"

She has so many things to say to Doudou, but, it seems, Doudou is already tired of crying.