ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar-www.] "Dad." Mu Hui looked at the person on the screen and shouted.

Immediately, he turned back to Mu Anyou, who had already walked over, and said, "Mom, it's dad." He reached out and opened the door.

When Mu Anyou came over, Mu Hui had already thrown himself into the visitor's arms, with a look of joy on his face.

After closing the door, Mu Anyou frowned and asked, "Why are you here at this time?" Thinking of the gossip reporters outside, she felt a little unhappy.

"I came up directly from the underground garage. Don't worry, they won't notice." Zhan Aofan said to reassure her, while handing the lunch in his hand to her hand, he picked up Mu Hui and headed to the restaurant.

Go.

Mu Anyou didn't say anything else. He went into the kitchen and took out the dishes and put the food one by one. The sound of the father and son talking a few steps away could be heard in his ears.

"Hui Hui, have you missed your father these days?" Zhan Aofan let his son sit on his lap with a soft smile on his face.

"Well, I want to, I really, really, really want to." Mu Hui nodded his head in a serious manner. This action made Zhan Aofan feel warm in his heart, and the expression on his face became more and more doting.

Mu Anyou raised the corners of her lips almost imperceptibly, thinking that this little guy's ability to coax people was getting better and better.

He placed the plates one by one, took the bowls and filled them with rice, and placed them in front of one person and one person respectively.

Zhan Aofan was a little flattered by her sudden "consideration". He quickly stretched out his hand to close the rice bowl in front of him and said, "Thank you."

"Mu Hui, why don't you sit down on the chair?" Mu Anyou said in a low voice to some unconscious little person, with no expression on his face and a light tone.

But seeing how majestic it was in the eyes of a certain kid, he pursed his lips and said, "Oh."

Seeing his somewhat reluctant posture, Zhan Aofan felt soft and chuckled: "It's okay, just let him sit on my lap. It won't hinder eating."

Hearing this, Mu Hui's eyebrows lit up with joy, and he quietly came to Zhan Aofan's ear and whispered, "Oh yeah, Dad, you are the best."

But the voice still reached Mu Anyou's ears in a low voice. The expression on her son's face softened when she thought about it. She hadn't seen Zhan Aofan for several days. She must have missed him so much that she was tired of leaning on him.

However, now, this little guy is actually...

"It doesn't prevent you from eating, but it prevents him from eating." Mu Anyou said this coldly, stopped preparing to add chopsticks to the two of them, and then sat on the chair.

The father and son looked at each other with helpless expressions on their faces, and then the child Mu Hui obediently sat on a chair nearby.

Zhan Aofan consciously took out two pairs of chopsticks.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Mu Hui took a bite of rice and occasionally raised his little head to glance at Mu Anyou secretly. Then he turned to look at Zhan Aofan. His big eyes blinked, as if he was thinking about how to coax him.

Mom looks angry.

Zhan Aofan naturally understood his son's thoughts, picked up a chopstick and gestured to Mu Hui.

The little guy was very smart. He raised his eyebrows, stretched out his special chopsticks for children, picked up a piece of flavored roasted eggplant, put it into Mu Anyou's bowl, and said, "Mom, this is your favorite dish. Eat more."

a little."

Mu Anyou was startled. When she raised her eyes, she saw Zhan Aofan quietly giving a thumbs up gesture to a certain child. She rolled her eyes in her heart. The two of them seemed to have a good understanding.

"Yeah." Mu Anyou responded lukewarmly, ignoring the expressions of father and son looking at each other.

After finishing the meal, Mu Anyou packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Mu Hui glanced at the back and quietly pulled off Zhan Aofan's sleeve.

The latter understood, lowered his body and put his ear close to his little head.

"Dad, is mom really angry with me?" Mu Hui said in a very low voice, his delicate facial features wrinkled slightly, feeling depressed.

Zhan Aofan scraped his nose and chuckled: "Don't worry, can I explain it to your mother?" But he sighed helplessly in his heart, fearing that he was really angry with them both.

"Dad, can you handle it?" Mu Hui asked seriously with wide eyes.

Patting his little head, Zhan Aofan smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can go and play with your toys An Xin."

"Oh. Then tell me when you're done, mom." Mu Hui looked at a busy figure in the kitchen and ran to the side to play by himself.

Mu Anyou took the dishcloth and carefully washed the greasy dishes. Hearing the gentle footsteps, he already guessed who the visitor was. He didn't make a sound or look back, with an expressionless look on his face.

Zhan Aofan approached gently, with a smile on his face: "Let me help you." As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves.

"Just stand aside. Who knows if the more you help, the more help you will get." Mu Anyou almost muttered the last sentence. Although the voice was very small, the people around him heard it.

"Still angry?" Zhan Aofan asked carefully, but still rolled up his shirt sleeves and put the dishes she had stained with food under the water pipe.

"How did you see that I was angry?" Mu An blinked her eyelashes with concern."

"I didn't mean to refute what you said, and neither did Hui Hui... We haven't seen each other for several days," Zhan Aofan explained cautiously, raising his eyes from time to time to observe her expression.

Mu Anyou sighed: "Zhan Aofan, you indulge him too much, you will spoil him." Thinking of his son's well-behaved appearance before, he felt a little speechless and had a headache.

"Huihui is not that kind of child." Zhan Aofan said firmly, stopped his movements, and turned his eyes to her: "Youyou, I just want to give him all the things he lost in the past.

." That's why she pampered him so unscrupulously, loved him, and met all his demands.

Mu Anyou was silent for a moment and replied softly: "I know, but he is just a child after all. Once some habits are formed, it will be difficult to break them."

"Then I will pay attention to it in the future." Zhan Aofan said, as if he remembered something, then he chuckled and said: "You can take the initiative to say something to him later, the little guy is so worried."

Hearing this, Mu Anyou also had a fond and helpless smile on his face: "He is afraid that no one will care about him if he kicks off the quilt at night!"

The atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed. Zhan Aofan wiped off the water drops on his hands and watched the people around him pile up the dishes he had just rinsed with water. The broken hair on his forehead was scattered on the ground as he bowed his head.

By the ear, I wanted to reach out and brush it away.

When I was thinking this, my actions were already one step ahead of my brain.

Due to the sudden warmth on her skin, Mu Anyou trembled slightly and raised her eyes to look at him and the hand that was still in her ear.

"Your hair...is loose." Zhan Aofan said slightly embarrassed.

Mu Anyou nodded: "Thank you." He took a small step away without leaving any trace, slightly opening the distance between the two.

Zhan Aofan looked at her movements, a slight hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant. There was still a gentle smile on his face, and he said the words that were brewing in his heart just now.

"This situation now has a great impact on your and Huihui's lives. I have a suggestion. Do you want to listen to it?"

"What?" Mu Anyou met his gaze, thinking about yesterday when Huihui asked her why she didn't go to kindergarten for several days, and she mumbled and lied to cope with it.

"I thought you could go out for a while and come back after the situation calms down." Zhan Aofan looked at her eyebrows and said seriously.

"Where to go?" Mu Anyou was not very surprised. Since he had said that, he must have made plans and arrangements.

Zhan Aofan obviously did not expect that she would agree so easily. He was slightly surprised and then said: "Hui Hui has always wanted to go to Disneyland. I want to take him to play together this time."

"Are you going too?" Mu An looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Well... I was thinking that someone would be around to take care of you." After Zhan Aofan finished speaking, he looked at her anxiously, with undisguised expectation in his eyes.

"What about your company's affairs?"

"With Uncle Li and the others, there's no problem if I go away for a while." Zhan Aofan knew that she had agreed in disguise by asking this question, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Should we go to Disneyland in the United States or go to Disneyland in the United States?

Japan?"

Mu Anyou frowned almost imperceptibly: "Isn't Hong Kong very good? Why go abroad if you can get things from China!" There was a slight emotion on her expression. There were more things that even she herself didn't notice.

Pretty.

Zhan Aofan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked a little confused for a moment. This was actually her subconscious action. In her memory, whenever something did not go well with her, she would have this expression to make a small protest, and she always looked like this.

It made him feel funny and a little helpless.

Now, seeing this posture that I haven't seen for a long time again, I just feel something soft spreading in the corner of my heart, and I just want to do my best to keep this charming look.

"What's wrong? Am I right?" Mu Anyou frowned.

"No." Zhan Aofan collected his wandering thoughts and nodded: "I forgot that Hong Kong also has a very good Disneyland, and you are an out-and-out patriot."

A few chuckles.

"Aren't you?" Mu Anyou asked, turning around and walking towards the living room.

"Of course I am." Following her, Zhan Aofan smiled gently.

Mu Anyou was walking alone, when he stepped on something, the sole of his foot slipped, and he was about to fall down.

The next second, he was hugged by a pair of arms, and a low and soft voice spread in his ears, with a little anxiety: "Are you okay?"

Mu Anyou shook her head and was about to leave his arms, but there was some discomfort in her ankle, and she sighed inwardly, probably because it was twisted.

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Thank you for your support!!! Some people said that you are obviously abusing the heroine, you are constantly hurting, okay, I admit, the second half of the show is the highlight... Hehe