divorce?Think beautifully!

Chu Mingkun knew Chu Xiaoheng's character best. He couldn't help sighing, and asked Mu De in a low voice, "Would you like to go to my bedroom and lie down? There is still a while before dinner."

Unsurprisingly, the man shook his head slightly, with a slight smile on his handsome face, lowered his voice, and reproached, "No need, how can you be so delicate."

It's common for him to be in poor health, and he usually takes good care of himself, but it's nothing. It's just that he suffered a serious illness not long ago, and now he's barely recovered, so he's a little weak.

"What are you talking about?" Suddenly another head poked out from the angle, round and full of joy, "I haven't finished asking the question just now!"

Chu Mingkun was startled, pressed down on the guy, and nodded briefly at Mu De, "Sit for a while, and I'll take this away."

If I stay here, I'm afraid I will disturb that person.

The man nodded slightly, with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.

"Ouch, whoops!"

Chu Xiaoheng was picked up by the back of the neck by his elder brother, and he couldn't help but throw him into the kitchen. He almost lost his footing and bumped his head against the wall.

"What are you pulling me for? I haven't finished asking yet?"

Chu Xiaoheng didn't have any self-consciousness at all, but instead pouted, the boss was not happy, "Brother, let me tell you, don't think that Mu De now... um... now looks like an ordinary person."

He put his arms around Chu Mingkun, hooked his neck, and whispered mysteriously: "He was in Aici, not just in Aici, but he was a famous big shot, you know? His deeds are basically Known as a legend in the industry, no one knows, no one knows."

Chu Mingkun said with a confused face: "Huh? You are not making up a story to lie to me, are you?"

Mu De...is it really as powerful as this guy said?

But in normal times, it's really not necessarily so?

That person usually likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be noisy, with peaceful eyebrows and eyes, peaceful and calm.

With a force that penetrates the years, it is precipitated by time, full of charm.

Even if he occasionally shows off his aura, he doesn't appear to be overly aggressive, nor is he aggressive. How can he be as miraculous as Chu Xiaoheng said?

This guy must be exaggerating again.

The Chu family's old house has a large area, and it has always been empty. It is rare that there are so many people there, and it becomes much more lively.

Fang Yan held the tea bowl and looked sideways at the man opposite.

Compared to himself, he seemed to look worse.

Relying on Fang Yan's current state, as long as he is not eating, he probably has no discomfort and is in good spirits.

"I'm sorry about what happened last time."

The wheelchair got closer, Fang Yan raised his eyes and smiled slightly.

Under the rage, it is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries, and he also lost his mind at that time. Compared with Mu De's calmness, he was indeed out of proportion, which made Mu Duo suffer a wave of trouble in vain.

What he did that time was really wrong.

Mu De shook his head, his face was still gentle: "It's okay."

He didn't take that little thing to heart.

For the first half of his life, he lived under the shadow of swords and swords, thinking about life and death, never thinking that he would have such a stable and peaceful life today.

But all of this was brought by Chu Mingkun.

Completely extinguished his decisive killing in the first half of his life, extinguished his toil, and was alone.

Even if he has no relatives, no reason, and is covered in blood, there will be someone waiting for him to go home in the middle of the night.

This was probably the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen in his life.

"There's also Jiang Jiang's matter."

Fang Yan is not a person who is good at speaking and expressing, holding the teacup for a while, thinking about it for a while, but before finishing his sentence, "I..."

"I know."

On the contrary, Mu De was much more relaxed and calm than him, raised his eyes with a smile, and interrupted: "You're welcome."

Fang Yan: "???"

He hasn't said anything yet!

Mu De rubbed his forehead, as if thinking of something, turned his gaze to the direction of the kitchen, and sighed slightly: "But speaking of it - I used to think that you were not gentle enough, but today I see that you are more tempered than me. "

What I said was a bit inexplicable.

Fang Yan raised her eyebrows, a little puzzled: "Huh?"

He's not gentle enough?It does have some, but is he good-natured?Where did Mu De see it?

"Well—"

Mu De shook his head and said with a smile: "That bastard of yours is really too noisy. I still have some tinnitus. If it was with me, I'm afraid I would have to throw it out after not staying for half a day."

In contrast, Fang Yan can bear it for so long, which is really admirable to him.

That guy Chu Xiaoheng kept chattering, no matter how gentle and considerate his family Mingkun was, it was hard for Fang Yan to deal with such a bear, and he had a headache every day.

"hiss--"

Hearing this, Fang Yan took a deep breath.

He just knew... that guy Chu Xiaoheng was thrown outside in embarrassment.

"It's really noisy."

A man wants to save face, so he can't say that his son is bad outside, otherwise, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

So Fang Yan thought for a moment before saying: "But I'm afraid of being deserted. With that guy by my side, I always feel more lively and popular."

This is also true.

In the past few years, sometimes when I woke up from an afternoon nap, I heard that there was silence everywhere, and there was no movement.

"Aww...Wow!"

A dog's head suddenly popped out from under the elbow, as if responding to Fang Yan's words, and he didn't know whether he agreed or opposed.

Both of them were surprised, staring at the big fluffy dog.

At this moment, a loud cry came from the kitchen.

"Alas! Alas!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a long crackling sound, as if something was broken.

"Oooooooo-"

Everyone in the big living room was stunned. In a moment of surprise, Chu Xiaoheng ran out in a gust of wind.

"Oh! Ah Yan, Ah Yan, I'm burning my hand!"

He threw himself in front of Fang Yan, squatted down, handed over his paw, and pointed it to Fang Yan, and attached a pathetic emoji by the way, "Pain—"

Mother Chu was stunned, and immediately asked the cook who came out, "What's going on? What's broken inside?"

The cook secretly glanced at Chu Xiaoheng, looking helpless, but she still tried her best to help out: "It's just... just some sundries, and some plates. The third young master originally wanted to help, but..."

After listening to the cook's words, Fang Yan looked at the paw in his hand again, and couldn't help but sighed.

The paw was indeed a little red, and a small piece was scalded. The area was not large, but it was still a little hot.

"Chu Heng! Are you touching the soldering iron?"

Needless to say, the things in the kitchen are related to this guy, the cook's words just now are to help cover up, this guy is simply skinnier than Mian Mian!He is a king of destruction!

Can the things he touches not be broken?

At this moment, Chu Mingkun, who was dressed in soup, also came out.

Even the heads are covered with vegetable roots, which is very funny.