Adorable Baby Strikes: The President Is Not Responsible for Amnesia

Gu Mo didn't hear what An Yiqian said clearly, but instinctively wanted to push An Yiqian away, but An Yiqian hugged Gu Mo tightly, refusing to let go.

"Woman, it's really the same!" Gu Mo said coldly, and then he pulled An Yiqian away with force, but when he was about to throw it away, he heard a faint cry.

Uncontrollably, the movements of Gu Mo's hands stopped for a moment.

However, at the next moment, before Gu Mo could react, An Yiqian leaned forward again, and this time, An Yiqian kissed Gu Mo's lips directly.

The strong smell of alcohol filled Gu Mo's mouth, but this time Gu Mo didn't reject it, not only did he not reject it, but he reacted quickly.

This surprised Gu Mo, who, with his astonishing self-control, would react to this woman whose background was unknown and who couldn't see her face clearly?
An Yiqian's kissing skills are very unfamiliar, and because she was drunk, she rubbed against Gu Mo's body very uncomfortable. To Gu Mo, this was simply torture.

"Woman, you asked for it yourself." After Gu Mo said these words coldly, he pushed An Yiqian down on the bed pitifully, and then covered his whole body.
Tears slid down her cheeks, but An Yiqian's eyes showed too much perseverance, and those originally clear eyes were even more filled with sadness.

Yunnuo, I'm sorry!

An Yiqian meditated in her heart, and her body trembled with grief.

Yesterday, it was the five years since Yun Nuo left her, but she had sex with a man who didn't know his face at all, which made the pain in her heart a little bigger.

I don't know how long it took, An Yiqian finally got up slowly, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on for herself one by one. At this moment, there was a touch of tenacity in her eyes, as if nothing in this world could break her crushed.

When she turned around to leave, she saw a watch lying quietly on the bed.

Thinking that this watch belonged to that person last night, An Yiqian picked it up.

Half an hour later, when An Yiqian appeared at the door of her house, the door next door opened, and a woman about the same age as An Yiqian walked out.

"Yiqian, where did you go last night? You can't get through the phone either." The woman asked anxiously.

This person is An Yiqian's neighbor and good friend - Zhang Tiantian.

"Tian Tian, ​​I'm fine. Is Xiao Yu okay?" An Yiqian asked with a smile.

As soon as An Yiqian finished speaking, a little boy appeared at the door next door.

Just look at him standing there quietly, pursing his lips and not saying a word, but he looked at An Yiqian with accusation and dissatisfaction.

"Mommy, you're not good!" the boy accused, although the tone of his voice was steady, his voice seemed childish.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, it's Mommy's fault." An Yiqian squatted down in front of her son An Xiaoyu, looking at her son's small face, An Yiqian's eyes were full of tenderness.

If it wasn't for the thought that she still has a lovely son, An Yiqian would not have been able to recover so quickly. After losing the news of Yunnuo for so many years, her son is her only spiritual support.

Seeing the apology on An Yiqian's face, An Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh softly.

Then she looked at An Yiqian with a look of charity and said, "Ah, ah, I'll forgive you this time, and next time if I don't come back overnight, I won't forgive you."

"Okay!" An Yiqian looked at her son's adult appearance, and couldn't help but rubbed his hair, with a smile on her face.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, Zhang Tiantian, who had been standing aside as a 'light bulb', could not help but fake cough, reminding the mother and son that there was another person here.

Hearing the sound, An Yiqian reached out to stroke her son's hair, then stood up and turned to Zhang Tiantian and said, "Tiantian, thank you so much last night."

"Tell me thank you again, I'm going to turn my face!" Zhang Tiantian said threateningly, seeing An Yiqian smiled, Zhang Tiantian suppressed his smile, and said to An Yiqian: "Okay, it's getting late Come on, change your clothes quickly."

"En." An Yiqian nodded, then turned around and walked into her own house.

In the room, brushing up her hair, looking at the marks on her neck, An Yiqian frowned tightly.

When An Yiqian walked out of the room again, Xiao Yu and Zhang Tiantian were already sitting on the sofa eating melon seeds.

"Let me tell you something!" Zhang Tiantian said after exchanging glances with An Xiaoyu.