ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] After arriving at the villa in silence, Zhan Aofan parked the car, took Mu Hui, who was already asleep, in his arms from the back seat and walked straight to the villa.

Mu Anyou stared at his walking back, sighed helplessly, and stepped up to follow him.

Standing in the living room, she watched quietly as he placed Mu Hui on the bed, came out, and met her eyes.

It was only for a moment that he turned around and walked to another bedroom, took out his pajamas and headed to the bathroom.

Mu Anyou listened to the sound of the bathroom door closing. She just hung up her bag, put on her pajamas, and sat on the sofa, pressing the remote control in her hand in boredom. Her vision was blank for a moment.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhan Aofan came out of the shower, wiping the water drops on his hair as he walked. He was momentarily surprised when he saw the figure nestled on the sofa, and then returned to his original calm expression, pursed his lips and said

Sit down opposite.

Mu Anyou raised her eyes and stared at him for a moment, then slowly stood up and left. After a while, she took back a hair dryer, plugged it into the socket, handed it to Zhan Aofan, and said softly: "Should I help you or do you do it yourself?"

Zhan Aofan didn't respond, he just reached out and took the hair dryer handed to him and started blowing it.

Seeing his posture and listening to the "buzzing" sound in his ears, Mu Anyou's helplessness instantly turned into a sudden surge of anger. He reached out and unplugged the plug from the socket, and the sound stopped instantly.

Zhan Aofan raised his eyes and looked at her, still tightening his lips and making no sound.

They looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere was a bit stagnant.

"Zhan Aofan, what are you so awkward about? Are you a child now? Don't you think your behavior is childish?" Mu Anyou spoke first, with some deliberately suppressed anger in his voice.

"Am I childish?" Zhan Aofan finally said his first words to her before entering the room, with the corners of his lips slightly raised in a sarcastic and self-deprecating arc.

"Isn't it?" Mu Anyou asked coldly. Ever since he had been so indifferent after she said those words in the car, she thought he was just feeling uncomfortable for a moment. After thinking about it,

He could understand her concerns and actions, but he was still enthusiastic about it.

"Mu Anyou, what do you think I am?" Zhan Aofan stared at her, his eyes fixed on her for a moment, for fear of missing every expression of hers.

Mu Anyou frowned tightly, and her voice was a bit colder than before: "What do you mean?" But there was a hint of coldness in her heart. Was he questioning her? Or did he not trust her?

There was only silence in response to her. Zhan Aofan curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone, but there was no sound again.

Mu Anyou looked at him coldly for a moment, and finally turned around and left expressionlessly.

The bedroom door collided lightly, Zhan Aofan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a dull pain. He stared in the direction of the bedroom door for a long time without regaining consciousness.

Lying on the bed, even though the quilt was wrapped around me, I still felt chilly all over my body.

It turned out that five years had created too many barriers after all, and there was not much understanding and trust between them.

At this moment, Mu Anyou felt desolate in her heart, and even began to think about how she would feel if starting over this time resulted in being exhausted again.

She saw everything he did and remembered it in her heart. She tried so hard to suppress the worry and panic in her heart, and just wanted to follow her own heart for once, but he actually...

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable, angry, and grievance I felt in my chest.

I don't know how long I sat there, but it wasn't until the whole body was filled with coldness that Zhan Aofan realized that it was already midnight. After thinking for so long, his brain gradually calmed down, and he could understand what she was doing.

After thinking about it, she was filled with regrets. She had indeed gone too far tonight. I wonder if she was still angry with him?

He let out a lingering sigh, stood up, and walked to the bedroom.

Gently turning the door handle, she felt relieved for a moment. Fortunately, she didn't lock the door.

In the darkness of the room, only the mottled moonlight reflected the blurry shadow of the person on the bed.

He gently approached her to see if she was asleep? But the moment he got closer, he stopped and stiffened.

Her slender figure was tightly wrapped in a thin quilt, and the contours of her face were not very clear, but he could clearly see the tears falling from the corners of her eyes and glistening on her cheeks.

She opened her eyes, looking unfocused at a certain point in front of her, and let him approach, but did not raise her eyes to look at him.

Zhan Aofan knelt down in front of her, so that she was eye level with him.

"Sorrow..." The low and hoarse voice, such a cautious posture, and the face full of guilt.

Mu Anyou glanced at him coldly, her eyes not lingering.

"Youyou... don't be angry, okay?" Zhan Aofan coaxed softly, raising his hand to gently wipe the tears on her cheeks.

The warm fingertips touched the slightly cool cheek, making Mu Anyou's body tremble slightly.

With an almost invisible frown, Mu Anyou pushed his fingers away and turned her back to him.

Seeing her in such a posture, Zhan Aofan had a helpless smile on his lips, leaned over to lie down next to her, hugged her tightly from behind, ignoring her resistance and struggle, their necks intertwined, and they felt warm

Breathing into her ear, the voice was so soft it could make water drop.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Can you forgive me?"

With such a low profile and gentle persuasion, how can he be the usually humble and arrogant President Zhan? Mu Anyou is not a hard-hearted person. After hearing what he said, the cold expression on his face faded a bit, and the grievance he had just suppressed disappeared.

The feeling came back again.

"You clearly know why I left home at that time, and you clearly know that I went back this time to ask for forgiveness from my family. How could you force me like this, and actually show your face to me and ask me what I take you for, Zhan Ao

"Fan, please touch your conscience and ask, do I, Mu Anyou, feel sorry for you in the slightest? You have gone too far, you big bad guy..." Tears wet her eyes as she complained and vented in a choked voice.

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Zhan Aofan just held her tightly and let her curse. Seeing that her mood had calmed down a little, he kissed the tears on her face carefully and murmured: "I'm a bad guy, I'm not good,

I'm sorry, Anyou, please don't cry. I'll feel bad. I'm just too anxious. I finally got you to agree to start over. I can't wait to let everyone

Everyone knows about our relationship..." But she so calmly and firmly refused to let him see her family. At that moment, panic took over all the emotions. He knew that everyone in the Mu family complained about him and even...

Hateful, he didn't dare to expect that they would forgive so easily like Youyou did. Giving him a chance, he was just too scared and at a loss.

Mu Anyou gradually stopped sobbing, but still ignored him, letting him say nice things in her ears one after another, her heart softened already.

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Recently, the focus is on warmth and sweetness. In the future, I will...well, you guys understand, hehe