Chapter 551

Because the rabbit incident had a psychological impact on Xiaoyan and Han Muzi, after Xiaoyan and other property owners left, they dragged and dragged the place where the box had just been let go with a mop. They still felt uncomfortable after dragging it four or five times.

"Why do I think the smell of blood in this room is still so heavy..."

Hearing this, Han Muzi frowned, then got up and opened the windows in the house. The cool wind of the night wind floated into the house, dispelling the bloody smell left by the dead rabbit just now.

Xiao Yan felt that it was not enough. He wanted to take out perfume directly from his bag and spray it in every corner of the room.

Seeing that the other party had almost calmed down, Han Muzi said, "go take a bath, and then clean up. Let's go out to dinner."

Xiao Yan: "going out at this time? It's already evening. Is it a little dangerous?"

She still felt palpitations.

Han Muzi thought for a while and thought it might be a little dangerous to go out, so he said, "forget it. Order noodles at home."

So they went back to their rooms to wash and finish cooking noodles downstairs.

Xiaomi Dou was called back to his room by Han Muzi without seeing anything, so he didn't see or know anything.

He was also hungry at the moment. Han Muzi cooked noodles himself. He ate them with relish.

It's just that he has a good appetite among the first three people at the table.

Han Muzi and Xiaoyan sat face to face, but they didn't even pick up chopsticks.

I can't eat.

I witnessed the bloody scene just now. Looking at the noodles in the bowl, they really have no appetite at all.

Xiaoyan looked at Han Muzi and blinked: "you, don't you eat?"

Han Muzi raised her eyes and her eyes fell on her face.

"And you?"

Xiao Yan smiled, "I can't eat."

Han Muzi also smiled and didn't answer.

Xiaomi Dou looked up from the food and stared at them curiously: "Mommy, aunt Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you?"

One hand stroked the back of Xiaomi Dou's head and gently stroked: "Xiaomi Dou, eat quickly, and then watch TV. You should be ready to take a bath and go to bed."

"But Mommy, aren't you hungry?"

Han Muzi smiled and whispered, "you're not hungry now. You eat first. Later, I'll eat with your aunt Xiaoyan when we're hungry."

"Oh." Xiaomi bean nodded, and then he continued to eat noodles.

This time he ate quickly and put down his chopsticks. "Mommy, I'm full, but I don't want to watch TV tonight. I want to use mommy's notebook, can I?"

"Of course, you can use it. Remember not to go to bed too late."

"Good night, Mommy, good night, aunt Xiaoyan."

They watched Xiao short legs up the stairs and then entered the room. Their eyes came back. Then Xiao Yan sighed, looked at the noodles in front of him and touched his stomach.

Gulu Gulu——

"I'm so hungry, but I can't eat. What should I do?"

Han Muzi's stomach screamed despairingly. She didn't eat for a day. She was really a little hungry.

After thinking about it, Han Muzi picked up chopsticks and smiled, "come on, pick up chopsticks and let's eat noodles together."

Xiaoyan took a smoke from the corner of his mouth: "you're not serious, are you? Can you eat?"

"If you can't eat it, you have to eat it." Han Muzi really took noodles and sent them to her mouth. She tried not to think about those things. Xiaoyan looked at it eagerly. She thought Han Muzi would spit out half of it, but she didn't expect that she had eaten all the noodles.

After successfully filling her stomach, Han Muzi cleaned up her dishes and chopsticks, and then got up: "when I'm full, I'll go to rest first. Find a way by yourself."

With that, Han Muzi turned directly and left. There was a voice from the rear that Xiao Yan said he was a traitor.

When she got back upstairs, she went into the bathroom for the first time and lay on the washing table retching.

Although she said she could eat noodles as if nothing had happened, she still couldn't pass that level in her heart. Han Muzi lay on the toilet table and retched for a long time before she calmed down. Then she leaned her body against the wall tired and looked at herself with a pale face in the mirror.

Who is doing these things in the dark?

Today is a dead rabbit. What will it be tomorrow?

Maybe she should consider sending Xiaomi Dou to Han Qing first and let Han Qing take care of him for a while.

But if so, Han Qing will know these things, and she can't be independent.

If not, Xiaomi Dou may see it one day. He is still so young. She doesn't want her child to be hurt by her heart.

*

At this moment, Xiaomi Dou took Han Muzi's notebook back to his room, hid in his quilt, put the notebook flat on his legs, and a pair of white, tender and soft waxy hands were beating on the keyboard like flying.

Soon, he retrieved the surveillance video of the community, then held his chin in his small hand and stared at the situation on the screen.

In fact, just now Mommy wouldn't let him see it, but when Xiaomi Dou went back upstairs, he took his precious telescope and took a sneak look at the situation below.

After all, it must be scary to make his mommy pale like that and protect what he doesn't let him see.

That's why Mommy kept it from him.

But the more Mommy is like this, he must know what it is, so that he can have a solution.

Mommy is too hard to always let her stand in front of herself.

After Xiaomi Dou recorded and engraved the video, he took out the picture of the dead rabbit, sorted out the backup, selected someone's email, and then sent it directly.

Hum.

He can't let his father idle to do other boring things. Those targeted must be dealt with immediately.

*

Sting——

In the study at night, only a desk lamp was on. At this time, yetingchen, who was supposed to handle the work, sat in front of the computer and watched the replay.

That day, when the Han family broadcast the live banquet, yetingchen asked someone to edit the live video, and only the part of Han Muzi was sent to him.

After receiving it, yetingchen picked up his thin lips, opened the video, and then sat in front of the computer and looked at the pictures repeatedly.

In the dressing room, he actually moved his hands and feet, and the video of him dancing with Han Muzi was also recorded. Yetingchen has been watching this paragraph repeatedly.

Suddenly, a new email was prompted in the mailbox.

His mailbox is usually work mail. He didn't bother to answer it at midnight.

Thinking of this, he frowned, ignored the information of the new email in the lower right corner, and then continued to watch the video.

Xiaomi Dou, who is waiting for Tingchen to read the e-mail at night, sees that the other party has not read the e-mail for a long time, but it is clear that the computer is online, and Xiaomi Dou puffs up his cheeks angrily.

"Hum, smelly daddy, don't read the mail in the middle of the night."

After thinking about it, his fingers began to fly on the keyboard again and said, "let me see what you're doing!"