ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] Xu Zhiyan was instantly attracted by the cute little lady in front of him. With a spring breeze-like smile on his lips, he held the soft little palm of the person on the bed and replied with a smile: "Yes, I am

Your mother’s friend is also your little aunt’s brother.”

"Oh, Uncle Zhiyan, will Auntie Xiao Ai come today?" There was a hint of expectation on the little face.

"Well, she will come over soon and tell uncle, does Huihui like your little auntie very much?"

"Yes, I like her very much. She is my second favorite person after my mother." Mu Hui blinked his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said very solemnly, which was obviously the result of careful consideration.

Listening to his words, Xu Zhiyan was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, his sister, who had always been very childish and impatient, could actually win the favor of this young lady.

"Why?" he asked the question in his heart.

"Because Auntie Xiaoai will play with Huihui."

"Oh, then if uncle also plays with Huihui, will Huihui like uncle?" The child's cute appearance brought back memories of his youth, and Xu Zhiyan's heart softened instantly.

"Of course, uncle Zhiyan, can you play flying chess?" Mu Hui asked with his mouth pursed.

"Yes, yes. Why does Huihui want to play? But there is none here. How about Huihui wait for his uncle for a while and I go down and buy it?"

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When Xu Zhiyan came back again, Mu Anyou had already wiped his son's face and fed him breakfast, while little Mu Hui was sitting obediently on the hospital bed, looking forward to the door with his big eyes open.

Mu Anyou saw that his face was slightly red due to the scorching sun, his forehead was still stained with sweat, and he was breathing slightly. He obviously went out in a hurry and came back in a hurry. He was probably trotting all the way back.

Mu Anyou wrung out the wet towel and handed it to the person in front of him with a clear smile: "Wipe your sweat. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Xu."

Taking the towel, Xu Zhiyan wiped his face. The elegant scent of soap locust spread to the tip of his nose, refreshing and comfortable, just like the natural fragrance of the person in front of him.

"Thank you, but I will be very happy if Miss Mu calls me Zhiyan instead." A charming smile appeared on Xu Zhiyan's lips, and he spoke jokingly but sincerely.

Mu Anyou was stunned for a moment, wondering if that would be a bit abrupt. It seemed like they weren't very familiar with each other.

Seemingly sensing his doubts, Xu Zhiyan continued: "You and Xiao Ai are friends, aren't you?" The implication is that we can also be friends.

Because of the sincerity in his tone, Mu Anyou gave a faint smile: "Okay, Zhiyan, don't call me Miss Mu anymore, call me An'an." An'an, her nickname, is the nickname of her family.

, once, just once.

——Hui Hui, uncle is about to win, you have to be careful.

——No, Uncle Zhiyan, the outcome is not yet determined, who laughs and says that it is not certain in the end.

——You are so stupid, so where do you get such great principles?

——It was said by Aunt Xiao Ai. She said that it is like this in martial arts novels.

——This ghost girl.

Washing the fruits in his hands, listening to the chatter and laughter of one large and one small children coming from time to time in the room, occasionally mixed with the whispers of two people, a smile appeared on Mu Anyou's face unconsciously.

Over the years, I have become accustomed to the whispers and pointing behind my back from people around me. I have heard all the gossip and seen all the cold faces. But at this moment, my heart is full of tenderness and gratitude. He is just a stranger.

How could a person, even with Xiao Ai's reputation, be able to do this? How could she not be moved?

He, Xiao Ai, and Sister Shen Ning were like a ray of sunshine that shined into her and Hui Hui's dark lives, bringing them warmth and strength, giving them the courage to face the ups and downs of the future.

At this moment, she was grateful to God for not completely abandoning her Mu Anyou. She had friends and relatives connected by blood, so she no longer had nothing.

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