Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Because it was too difficult, so I didn't listen to it. Now Yao Mujin doesn't like to interact with people.

With more people around and more things around me, it feels more complicated, and many things are not as simple as before.

At this moment, Yao Mujin just wants to live her little life quietly and purely, and she wants to stay away from all the right and wrong intrigues.

Yao Mujin opened the door that hadn't been opened for a long time without expression, the air was a bit cold.

Yao Mujin walked inside without saying hello to anyone, because she knew that people outside were not polite.

It's been a long time since I ground coffee by myself, Yao Mujin should have been in high spirits, but because of a few unexpected guests, she lost interest.

At this moment, Yao Mujin said to Lin Yunchuan: "Put Xiaoxiao on my bed to sleep, and you can't keep hugging her like this."

Lin Yunchuan nodded, as if he agreed to Yao Mujin's proposal.

Yao Mujin glanced at Lin Yunchuan, and led Lin Yunchuan into the room. As for the few people standing in the living room, Yao Mujin only said: "What do you want to drink?"

"You go, I'm not unfamiliar with you here, it's no different from my own home, I'll help you greet them."

Wen Yichong waved his hand very boldly, which made Yao Mujin admire him, admiring Wen Yichong's character of not treating himself as an outsider at all.

In other words, sometimes Wen Yichong's skin is really thick.

Yao Mujin didn't object, and didn't bother to say anything, she just opened the bedroom door and signaled Lin Yunchuan to put Xiaoxiao on the bed.

During the action, Lin Yunchuan paused for a short time, and Yao Mujin was keenly aware of it, but Lin Yunchuan still listened to Yao Mujin's words, and put Xiaoxiao on the bed. After Xiaoxiao calmed down, Lin Yunchuan stood up straight again , hesitantly told Yao Mujin: "Xiaoxiao can't stay in the room alone, he will be scared when he wakes up."

Yao Mujin nodded and said, "Okay, I see. Please sit in the front hall with Wen Sloppy. I'm a little tired today and want to take a rest. If An An is sleepy, please bring her here."

Hearing this, Lin Yunchuan turned around decisively and left. Before closing the door, Lin Yunchuan said, "You should have a good rest. If Xiaoxiao comes to us after waking up, bye."

Yao Mujin stood by the bed, watching the door being closed by Lin Yunchuan expressionlessly, and seeing Lin Yunchuan's figure disappearing from sight, her delicate brows were frowned.

Glancing at the little guy lying on the bed, the little guy has lost a lot of weight, and now the little guy looks deflated after being raped.

It seems that Xiaoxiao has grown up a lot, his facial features gradually opened up, and he looks more like Lin Yunchuan.

Yao Mujin has never seen Xiaoxiao since the last time she sneaked into Lin's house, just like now that the distance is so close, it is even more rare that you can touch Xiaoxiao with your hand. Yao Mujin has already It's been a long time since I touched Xiaoxiao, the surprise was too sudden, Yao Mujin tremblingly stretched out her aching arm, and caressed Xiaoxiao's palm-sized face.

Enduring the pain in her body, Yao Mujin bent down and kissed the little forehead, trembling, she sighed tremblingly: "Brother, little one is not happy."

The little boy opened his eyes before dark. The big eyes were black and white, and he couldn't see any reaction. He was just like a doll who couldn't feel any changes.

Yao Mujin was lying beside Xiao Xiao, stroking his little face, trying to attract Xiao Xiao's attention, she lowered her voice, and called softly, "Xiao Xiao?"

After Xiao Xiao heard Yao Muzhen's voice, she turned her eyes to Yao Muzhen in an extremely timid and slow manner. Yao Muzhen's eyes were inexplicably red when she saw Xiaoxiao's sluggish movements and expressions.

In his sleep, Xiaoxiao looks like a normal child, well-behaved and quiet, as if he is an angel sent by God to the world.

However, the angel who woke up was as helpless as if he had lost his soul, and Yao Mujin's heart twitched.

When Xiao Xiao saw Yao Mujin, she didn't react too much, as if she didn't recognize Yao Mujin, she just quietly looked at the void like a puppet.

Knowing that no matter how much she said, Xiao Xiao could not understand or understand, but Yao Mujin couldn't help coaxing again with red eyes: "Xiao Xiao, I am mother, do you remember, I am Mother."

In just over a year, many things have changed. She saw with her own eyes that the child she raised completely forgot herself in this year, maybe not completely, because Xiaoxiao heard the two words from her mother. When writing, a strange gleam flashed in his eyes, which quickly disappeared, but fortunately, his consciousness still existed.

Yao Mujin helped Xiaoxiao tuck in the quilt, took care of him like countless times before, and asked softly: "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Do you want to eat Coca-Cola chicken wings? Can mom make it for you? Are you hungry?" Haven't eaten the rice cooked by mother for a long time?"

Yao Muzhen whispered softly, her eyes were fixed on the doll-like lifeless child beside her, and the sadness that had not faded remained on her pale face, even though Yao Muzhen knew that no matter how much she said, she would not get the other party's love Responded, but Yao Muzhen still said stubbornly: "Mom hasn't cooked for a long time, but even if it tastes bad, you were so good before, no matter what I cook, you can eat it, you..."

Half an hour later, Yao Mujin's words suddenly stopped, her expression was a little stiff, as if she didn't expect that the memory forbidden area would be opened like this, these things had already had a great impact on Xiao Xiao, but at this time Xiao Xiao was in a hurry from the beginning to the end. Not much expression.

Dazed, helpless, neither happy nor sad, and some cringe.

The small situation made Yao Mujin a little desperate. It came from a mother's despair. Yao Mujin hugged Xiaoxiao tightly in her arms, as if Xiaoxiao would disappear in the next second.

Xiaoxiao, who has always avoided contact with people, lay quietly in Yao Mujin's arms, neither crying nor fussing, and she didn't even change her lying posture.

Yao Mujin hugged Xiaoxiao tightly, kissed Xiaoxiao's head with tears in her eyes, and said with a sob, "Mom, go and cook something delicious for you."

Xiaoxiao does not speak, that is, he does not object, and agrees by default.

Yao Mujin didn't know what to do because Xiaoxiao didn't speak the whole time. She could only take care of Xiaoxiao according to Xiaoxiao's previous preferences. I can eat a big plate of chicken wings every time, and now I don’t move. I don’t know if my cute little suit was thrown there, and my body is covered with ordinary beige long sleeves.

Yao Mujin simply tied her shoulder-length hair into a bun, fluffy and pale.