After the divorce, the rich and powerful became obedient

Mama Lin hesitated, but finally withdrew.

After Mama Lin left, Mu Xizhou sat on the edge of the bed.

He put the wrinkled photo on the coffee table, and took out an unwrinkled photo from his pocket and put it in front of Zhan Nansheng.

It's a group photo.

The little girl, nestled in the arms of the older boy, was wearing an ill-fitting jacket.

There is cake cream on the corners of her lips and the tip of her nose. There is a bright smile on her white and clean face. She is just at the age of changing teeth. When she smiles, she shows her front teeth that have not yet fully grown. The whole appearance is very cute. .

Look at the big boy behind the little girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, although his youthful appearance is not as handsome and handsome as today, but he is undoubtedly the man in front of him.

Zhan Nansheng was shocked again.

She was stunned for a long time before she looked away from the photo and raised her head to look at Mu Xizhou, "...can you tell me? I have no memory."

Pursing his lips, he explained,

"Mother Lin said earlier that I was abducted by human traffickers when I was seven years old. This incident caused a great psychological shadow on me. For my physical and mental health, my mother asked someone to give me deep hypnosis to erase this memory. went, so I'm blank on this one."

Mu Xizhou squinted his eyes, looked at Zhan Nansheng for a few seconds, and said softly:
"Your mother is a very good mother. She loves you very much. It's good to erase the memory."

As he spoke, he wanted to smoke a little, but held back.

After he slid his larynx twice, his voice became somewhat dull,
"I can tell you about the time when I met you abroad. I won't mention the part where you were picked by those beasts as a commodity. Zhan Nansheng, you just need to know that you started to be a child when you were seven years old. , you owe me Mu Xizhou."

Zhan Nansheng pursed his lips and did not speak.

At this moment, Mu Xizhou took off his shoes and sat on the bed.

However, because of his action, Zhan Nansheng subconsciously retreated back and forth.

Because of her action, Mu Xizhou's heart was pulled hard, and a slight pain overflowed.

His eyes turned red quickly, but he regained his composure after a few seconds.

He looked deeply at the woman's little face that was extremely wary of him, and said with a smile: "You didn't hide from me like this when you were young."

Zhan Nansheng bit his lip, glanced inadvertently, and landed on Mu Xizhou's left foot that was missing a little toe.

After Mu Xizhou noticed her gaze, he continued:
"Didn't you always ask me before, did I do too many wicked things, and my little toe was chopped off by my enemies?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Nansheng felt a little guilty for no reason, "It's not like I made it..."

"Ah."

The man hummed lightly without hesitation, and a pair of black phoenix eyes looked at hers for a moment, and the aura around him seemed a little dark at this moment,

"I rescued you from the traffickers, and took you to hide and live a precarious life... But, I don't know if children are more ignorant and fearless. You didn't seem to be afraid of starving to death or freezing to death at that time. Very sticky to me but also very naughty, your toe was smashed with a stone when you were naughty. At that time, the blood was bloody, and I didn't cry...but you cried more than I did."

Zhan Nansheng: "..."

Mu Xizhou's words continued:
"It's said that ten fingers connect to a heart, but in order not to make you hungry, I dragged my injured foot to work as a temporary worker..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, and laughed at himself,

"However, because young people are always deducted from wages or do not pay wages, they are often sent away for a meal."

After a pause, he picked up the photo of him and Zhan Nansheng when they were young and held it in front of Zhan Nansheng,

"The person who took this photo of us was a wandering photographer. When he took this photo of us, you were eating...the six-inch cake I bought for you with money from selling blood. You told me that day, That's your birthday."

Speaking of this, he let out a sigh, "But I found out afterward that you are a little liar, that day is not your birthday at all, you are just too greedy."

After Mu Xizhou finished speaking, he laughed and laughed silently and bitterly.

Zhan Nansheng felt uncomfortable all at once, and his whole chest was sore and unbearably sore.

She didn't speak, but Mu Xizhou stretched out his hand and pulled her in front of him.

He put one hand on her shoulder, raised her chin with the other, and looked at her red eyes, looking again and again:

"I've always been very angry, angry with your wolf-hearted dog lungs, do you know that?"

Zhan Nansheng moved his eyelashes, and then drops of water rolled out of his eye sockets, and subconsciously said: "I... can't remember those things, if I remember me..."

"What will happen to you?" The man sneered lowly, his palm slipped to her back and pressed her whole body against his heart, his voice was so soft that it would blow away when the wind blows, "Will you love me?" ?”

The softest part of Zhan Nansheng's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle. She heard the man's strong heartbeat beside her ear, and reflexively said: "No."

When she said this, she had already raised her head from Mu Xizhou's heart.

The man looked at her with unfathomable eyes, brushed her wet red eyes with his long fingers, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Then why are you sad, and why are you crying?" After a pause, she kissed her eyelids with thin lips, in a low and hoarse tone, "I think I treat you badly, huh?"

The man's breath was hot and scorching hot, so hot that Zhan Nansheng's blood seemed to be boiling.

She felt her cheeks and ears burning, and said stiffly, "I have no expectations of you, and I don't care whether you treat me well or badly..."

"Is it?"

The man smiled lowly twice, and his indistinct breath touched the corner of her lips, "There's something I want to tell you, huh?"

Mu Xizhou was too abnormal, so abnormal that Zhan Nansheng couldn't stand it.

She tried to shrink back to avoid his intimacy, but he grabbed his waist and pulled her down, and then her whole body seemed to be imprisoned within his square inch, with no way to retreat.

Zhan Nansheng's eyes showed a rare uneasiness, the kind of uneasiness similar to that of a deer bumping around.

She put her hands on her chest to keep the distance between the two, and said in an obviously unstable tone: "What...?"

Mu Xizhou saw how she was guarding him tightly, and the words "I probably love you very much" choked in his throat and could no longer utter them.

After he closed his eyes and calmed down the rising and falling pain in his heart for a few seconds, his whole person's aura changed, just like what Zhan Nansheng was familiar with before, cool and proud, indifferent and alienated.

"Maybe it's a guess." His voice was a little heavy, "You were kidnapped when you were seven years old, it should be man-made." After a pause, he said meaningfully, "When I took you to hide in Tibet, there was a killer Always wanted to assassinate you."

Zhan Nansheng's heart skipped a beat, "Zhan Zhifeng?"

"Maybe it's your grandfather's cousin's lineage."

Zhan Nansheng didn't speak for a while.

At this moment, Mu Xizhou lifted the quilt and lay down with Zhan Nansheng in his arms.

Zhan Nansheng didn't want him to hug her, but Mu Xizhou hugged her very tightly and warned:

"If you feel that you can't finish your energy after eating supper, why don't we do something between husband and wife?"