Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Jun Mu trembled, half serious and half joking: "Yan Yan, there's nothing wrong with being my girlfriend, right? I'm so handsome, rich, with a mansion and a luxury car..."

Yin Yanyan snorted: "I'm not so serious about it, so I don't want a gay boyfriend. Read the latest chapter of vip\\"

Jun Mu: "..."

"Xiao Yanyan, if I told you that I am not gay and that Le Qingtong and I have nothing, would you believe it or not?" Jun Mu suddenly stared at her face with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking very serious.[

Yin Yan chuckled: "There's nothing better. Okay, okay, don't waste time chatting here. The company has picked up a new commercial for you. It's time to go shoot..."

Jun Mu: "..."

She doesn't believe him at all!

Jun Mu's handsome face darkened, his thin lips pursed, and his eyes seemed to be filled with broken ice. He looked at her for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and walked away in a fast stride.

Damn, what was he causing trouble?!

Yin Yanyan had a headache and rubbed her forehead with throbbing veins.

Forget it, as long as he doesn't make any more mistakes, he can lose face if he wants to. Who makes him his financial backer?

Jun Mu kept his handsome face sullen for several days, and Yin Yanyan ignored him.

As long as he doesn't make things difficult for her, she will be thankful. As for his emotions, they are beyond her control.

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Yin Yanyan's current occupation is, at best, artist assistant, and at worst, artist nanny.

From itinerary arrangements to running errands and buying meals, we provide almost all-round personal service.

Every day is like a clockwork top, spinning desperately...

She was already tired enough, but seeing Jun Mu's face like an ice cube just taken out of the refrigerator every day made her even more tired!

This is a bad job!

If it weren't for the little mouth at home that she needs to feed and the small apartment she just bought that needs her housing, she would really want to give up!

When she went to bed at night, Yin Guo came to her bed with a pillow in her arms and looked at her with big eyes: "Mom, can I sleep with you?" She looked a little confused.

Yin Yanyan gets along with her children. Although she usually talks like buddies and has no taboos, she still has a sense of propriety.

She didn't want to show her fatigue in front of her son, so she immediately cheered up and patted the side: "Come up, son."[

Yin Guo lay obediently in her arms, holding this warm and soft little thing. Yin Yanyan's heart began to bubble with satisfaction, and the fatigue all over her body seemed to disappear.

This child - is her only relative, the source of her ability to continue working hard in this world.

If she didn't have a son, maybe - she committed suicide six years ago out of despair, right?

Her fingers brushed his thick eyelashes. His eyelashes were longer than hers, which made her envious: "Tell me, son, what's on your mind? Mommy will sort it out for you."

Her son has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child, and he is very independent. He can wash and cook at a young age and keep the house in order.

Of course, this also highlights how unqualified she is as a mother.

Alas! Thinking of these, Yin Yanyan burst into tears of guilt.

"Mom, are you tired of raising me?" Yin Guo asked, staring at the dark circles on her face.

Huh? Yin Yanyan was stunned for a moment, not expecting that his son would suddenly ask this.