Chapter 1662

You you: "poor daddy is so exiled!"

Xiaoyichen: "I was exiled like this!"

You you: "how does it feel to be sent to the frontier?"

Little Yi Chen: "how do you feel?"

You you: "is it, very sad, very aggrieved?"

Little Yi Chen: "is it very aggrieved?"

You you: "hee hee You deserve it! "

Xiaoyichen: "hee hee hee! You deserve it! "

……

Two little guys tacitly sing and sneering at each other, and his face fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Tired of living?!"

Muyazhe squeezed his fist and made a few tense abnormal noises.

"Or do you dare to say Daddy's slander when you are competent?"

Little Yi Chen was afraid of his face, and swallowed a little bit. He recalled what he had suffered in moyazhe's hands before, so he recognized and counseled him and hid behind you in fear.

But youyou didn't take it, didn't be threatened by him, and didn't fear his face at all. Relying on his mother's support, he crossed his waist and looked at him proudly: "Daddy, threatening two seven year olds, it's not good!"

Mu Yazhe: "..."

This cute little thing, hard and soft!

He narrowed his eyes: "go back to the room to sleep!"

"Daddy, what are you doing so ferociously?"

Youyou covered his mouth and chuckled mercilessly: "Hey, you see, I was kind enough to say that you can't make a quilt. I can be kind enough to make a quilt for you! I won't help you because you are so fierce! "

Finish saying, you you take small Yi Chen's hand, swaggered back to the room, "bang", shut the door.

Muyazhe clenched his fist.

This boy

The ability to fall into a well is not small.

There is a master bedroom on the second floor.

However, there is no quilt, only a mattress.

Muyazhe had to work on his own. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, pulled out the sheets and blankets, and a set of silk quilt. After finishing up, he went to the bathroom, took a hot bath and went to sleep!

There's a word for sleeplessness.

This is a living expression.

Throughout the night, a man tossed and turned, but still couldn't sleep.

In the darkness of a room, the man opens his cold eyes like the moon and stares at the ceiling, but feels inexplicably fidgety.

Perhaps all along, in the long night, are used to have her in the body side of the company, without her around, he is always prone to insomnia.

She spent half a month in the cast, when he couldn't sleep, he would get up, smoke a few cigarettes, read a few emails, browse several statements, until dawn, lying in bed, he finally fell asleep.

And last night, with her by his side, he slept with extra ease.

What about her?

Would she get used to it without him?

Or as usual, to sleep?

Some dispirited, he unfolded his arms, supported himself, lying on his side, as if his eyes reflected the misty sleeping face of Yunshi poetry.

Can not help but reach out to touch, but the moment into smoke.

He stroked his forehead in frustration.

The next morning, Yun Shishi just finished washing and went out of the bedroom, but saw mu Yazhe sitting in the living room, smoking a cigarette and reading the newspaper.

He was sitting on the sofa lazily, his neat black hair was slightly disturbed by the morning wind outside the window, covering a pair of deep eyes, so that some could not see his face clearly.

She was stunned. "So early?"

Hearing the news, muyazhe looked up, but put down the newspaper and came to her.

"Where is the account book?"