Seeing her son's grown-up expression, she chuckled, I'm fine.

Cheng Xiaobao obviously didn't believe it, his little brows were darkened, I'm too young to protect my mother...

Xiaobao is a little genius, you are already very sensible. Mom is just a little work, which has been resolved.

Really? The little guy asked worriedly.

Yeah. She nodded vigorously.

In case Yan Shiting really came after a while, she...would never open the door even if she died. He can't kick the door in, can he?

According to his personality, it seems that he can really do it.

Ding dong ding dong!

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Cheng Yingxuan's nerves tensed up.

The little guy first moved a chair, stepped on the stool, and looked through the cat's eyes, Mom, it's an uncle I don't know.

The apartment she rented did not install home video surveillance at the entrance, only the public area of ​​the property has surveillance cameras, so residents and guests can only be seen from the cat's eyes.

Yan Shiting really ran over despite her advice, she had an urge to run away.

Ding dong ding dong!

The doorbell rang again.

Xiao Bao turned his head curiously to look at his mother walking around in the living room with her hands behind her back, Mom, do you want to open the door?

No, no! She quickly waved her hands, thinking about what to do?

Go out with Yan Shiting directly and not let him in?

As soon as the door was opened, it was a leak, because there were many photos of her and Xiaobao hanging on the wall. Even if he took off the photos and hid the little treasure now, with Yan Shiting's shrewdness, he would definitely be able to see what the house was deliberately covering up, which would arouse his suspicion.

He brushed his hair irritably, and when he lowered his head, he found that his son was looking up at her with his small head up, Mom, you are afraid of the uncle outside the door. The childish tone was affirmative.

Who's afraid of him! She gritted her teeth.

That uncle is not scary, he is very handsome, and he is holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand. Xiao Bao continued to describe.

Big bouquet of roses? Yan Shiting never gave her roses. Cheng Yingxuan knew who the person was outside the door, opened the door and saw that it was indeed Mu Yufeng.

Mu Yufeng was dressed in casual men's clothes, full of vigor, like a big boy next door, with a sunny smile on his face, Xuanxuan, good evening.

Good size! She breathed a sigh of relief, scaring her old lady to death. I thought Yan was here.

Xuanxuan, your face is flushed, who is mad at you? Mu Yufeng stared at her flushed face, Tell Brother Feng, I'll beat him up for you!

Who else is there, not just you. Xiao Bao looked Mu Yufeng up and down.

He is tall, has a good figure, and has a handsome face. The little guy doesn't know any adjectives, but he just thinks he looks good.

You are Xiaobao, right? Mu Yufeng showed a gentle smile, It's the first time we meet, I'll give it to you.

A large bouquet of roses in his hand was handed to Cheng Xiaobao.

Uncle, have you taken your medicine today? Xiao Bao held his hands behind his back angrily and didn't answer.

Mu Yufeng didn't understand, What medicine?

Roses are given to the woman you love. Is it reasonable for you to give me this child?

... Mu Yufeng was slightly stunned, and gave Cheng Yingxuan an aggrieved look, I give roses to your mother every day, except for the first time, she didn't know it was from me, she signed for it, and she never accepted it after that.

Although his flowers were robbed by Yan Shiting's people a few days ago and couldn't be delivered to her, he still insisted on sending them later, so she returned them directly to the flower shop.

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