ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] Mu Anyou opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head. He didn't want to think or run his somewhat chaotic brain nerves. He had already counted an unknown number of sheep, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, I started to feel a faint pain in my stomach. I cursed secretly. I must have eaten too hard at night. I haven't touched anything so cold for a long time, and my stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.

I stood up irritably, found a pill and swallowed it with water.

When I lay back on the bed again, I suddenly remembered the passage I saw on the plane.

A person always has to take strange roads, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and fall in love with strange people!

Is that so?

Well, that should be it!

I forced myself to close my eyes and slowly fell asleep.

She slept so well that she didn't know what night it was. When she opened her eyes, it was still dark outside, and her mind was a little confused. She subconsciously reached out for her phone and found that she had slept until the evening of the next day.

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I thought about it for a long time, thinking that the stomach medicine probably contained too much diazepam.

I don't know if it offended her fragile stomach last night, but she didn't feel hungry even after a whole day, which was really strange.

Just as I was hesitating whether to get up or continue sleeping, the doorbell rang.

Who will be here at this time?

He frowned in confusion, looked at the video phone at the door with a worried look on his face, opened his eyes wide in surprise, and opened the door.

"Amy?" Looking at the smiling person in front of him, Mu Anyou said in shock: "Didn't you say on the phone that you won't be back for a few days?"

"Well, I came back early after the things were done. Why, you're not welcome?" He smiled brightly, shrugged his shoulders in his signature style, and winked.

"Welcome, of course you are welcome." Mu An smiled sadly and stepped aside to welcome him into the house. Only then did she realize that he was carrying a large bag of vegetables and other things in his hand.

"What are you buying this for?" she asked doubtfully, pointing to the shopping bag in the other person's hand.

As Emilio walked to the kitchen, he looked at the empty refrigerator and replied, "I knew you were such a capable woman. How many meals have you cooked by yourself?"

"Three meals..." Mu Anyou replied with some guilt. If the pot of tomatoes and egg noodles were counted, it would probably be enough for three meals.

Sure enough, when I saw Emilio's eyes sweeping over him, there was a rare hint of anger.

"Hey, why don't you look so... serious? I didn't cook for myself, but I went to a restaurant to eat." She retorted weakly. In fact, she felt warm in her heart. She was not stupid.

You can understand the concern in his eyes.

"Princesa, your stomach can't stand irritation. Didn't the doctor tell you to take good care of it after that infusion?" Emilio took a few steps closer, with a hint of helplessness and worry on his face.

"Hey, I know, so I really didn't eat randomly." Mu An replied with a worried smile.

"Then what is this?" Emilio raised the rectangular pill box in his hand.

Mu Anyou was startled and smiled guiltily, with a hint of flattery, sighing inwardly that she was too careless and forgot to put away the stomach medicine.

She blinked her big eyes and pursed the corners of her lips slightly, looking very innocent. Emilio looked at her and saw that no matter how angry he was, all his anger had disappeared. He subconsciously reached out and rubbed her hair: "Princesa,

Why can't you always learn to take care of yourself?" There was a long softness and a low sigh in that voice.

Mu Anyou froze, looking at his lower body, unable to move.

His head gradually came closer, with a strong masculine scent, like the smell of sunshine.

For a dazed moment, their lips met, and he kissed her.

Her hands hung by her sides, passively bearing it, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Sensing her absent-mindedness, Emilio felt nervous. He did not kiss her deeply. He left her lips and looked at her with a gentle smile: "Princesa, did you miss me? Tell the truth."

Mu Anyou thought about it seriously, and then nodded: "Yes." Well, she admitted that she actually missed this person more than his cooking skills.

Hearing this, the smile on Emilio's lips widened and he asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Well, a little bit." Mu Anyou nodded slightly.

"Then you go to the living room and sit for a while while I prepare dinner."

Mu An worriedly stood there, watching him turn around and enter the kitchen. Then he took steps towards the living room step by step. He unconsciously raised his hand and touched the position of his chest and heart. No one can be deceived here. From just now

Until now, there is only the passing warmth, without the violent beating of the heart.

The doorbell rang, so I put my wandering thoughts back together, got up and walked towards the door, but froze when I saw the slightly bowed figure on the video phone.

She was silent inside the door, while he was stubborn and persistent outside the door. There was obviously a layer of barrier, and they couldn't see each other's eyes, but they were facing each other so determinedly and stubbornly.

The constant ringing of the doorbell made her feel disturbed. Taking a deep breath, Mu Anyou pressed down the phone and opened the door.

He raised his hand to ring the doorbell and hung it stiffly in mid-air. He had no time to take it back and stared intently at the angry look on her face in front of him.

"Sorrow." He retracted his hand nonchalantly, put on a gentle smile, and called her name softly, as if those two words were the softest candy, melting on the tip of his tongue, with an endless aftertaste of softness.

"How did you find this place?" Mu Anyou frowned tightly and asked sharply, seeming to have thought of a possibility. Could it be that he...

Before he could break out, he was interrupted by the person in front of him.

As if guessing what she was thinking at this time, he hurriedly explained: "I... didn't find anyone to investigate or follow you. Well, it was the two female students living above you who told me."

"Two female students?" Mu Anyou murmured again, her memory returning a little, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips: "You are quite popular."

How could he not hear the ridicule and disdain in her words? Zhan Aofan pursed his lips and said, "Youyou, I met them by chance in the coffee shop."

By chance? What a coincidence!

"For one night?" She raised her eyebrows and smiled with disdain. It seemed like he had never played with One Night Clear.

Zhan Aofan felt that his heart had become numb from pain in the past two years, but seeing her expression and posture like this, the wounds lurking in his heart were still numb.

"I said what I should say last night, you can leave. You are not welcome here." Mu Anyou seemed to not want to confront him here again, so she coldly issued an order to expel the guest, and planned to close the door, but he stretched out his hand.

blocked by his arms.

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