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Because the rabbit incident had a psychological impact on Xiaoyan and Han Muzi, after Xiaoyan and other property owners left, they took a mop and dragged the place where the box had been left. After dragging for four or five times, they still felt uncomfortable.

"How do I think the smell of blood in this room is still so heavy..."

Hearing this, Han Muzi frowned, and then got up to open all the windows in the room. The cool wind of the night breeze drifted into the room, dispelling the bloody smell left by the dead rabbit.

can be Xiao Yan think this is not enough, think of directly out of the bag of perfume, spray in the corners of the room.

Seeing that the other side has already calmed down, Han Muzi said: "go to take a bath, and then clean up, let's go out to eat."

Xiao Yan: "go out at this time? It's already evening. Is it a little dangerous? "

She still felt a lingering fear.

Han Muzi thought about it and thought it might be a little dangerous to go out, so he said again: "forget it, order noodles at home."

So they went back to their rooms to wash, and finished cooking noodles downstairs.

Xiaomi Dou didn't see anything and was called back to the room by Han Muzi, so he didn't see anything and didn't know.

Now he is also hungry. Han Muzi cooks noodles himself. He eats them with relish.

It's just three people at the table, and he's the only one with a good appetite.

But Han Muzi and Xiao Yan sat face to face, but they didn't even pick up the chopsticks.

Eat No.

Having witnessed the bloody scene just now, looking at the noodles in the bowl, they really have no appetite at all.

Xiaoyan looked at Han Muzi and blinked: "you, don't you eat?"

Han Muzi raised her eyes and her eyes fell on her face.

"And you?"

Xiaoyan laughed, "I can't eat it."

Han Muzi also smile, did not answer.

Xiaomi Dou on one side raised his head from the food and looked at them curiously: "Mommy, aunt Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you?"

One hand stroked the back of Xiaomi Dou's head and stroked: "Xiaomi Dou, eat quickly, and then watch TV. You should be ready to take a bath and go to bed."

"But Mommy, aren't you hungry?"

Han Muzi smiles and whispers: "now you are not hungry. You should eat first. Later I will eat with your aunt Xiaoyan when they are hungry."

"Oh." Millet bean nods, this just continues to bury oneself in eating noodles.

This time he ate very fast, then put down his chopsticks. "Mommy, I'm full, but I don't want to watch TV tonight. I want to use mommy's notebook, OK?"

"Of course, you can use it. Remember not to go to bed too late."

"Good night Mommy, good night aunt Xiaoyan."

Two people watched the small short legs up the stairs, and then into the room, two people's eyes just take back, and then Xiaoyan sighed, looking at the noodles in front of them, touching their stomach.

Gulu Gulu --

"I'm so hungry, but I can't eat it. What can I do?"

Han Muzi's stomach also did not strive to cry out, a day did not eat, she is indeed a little hungry.

Think about it, Han Muzi picked up chopsticks and smile: "come on, pick up chopsticks, let's eat noodles together."

"You are not serious, are you? Can you eat it? "

"If you can't eat it, you have to eat it." Han Muzi really put noodles in his mouth, and tried not to think about those things. Xiaoyan watched eagerly. She thought that Han Muzi would spit out after half of the meal, but unexpectedly she ate all the noodles.

After successfully filling his stomach, Han Muzi cleaned up his dishes and chopsticks, and then got up: "I'm full, I'll go to have a rest first, you can find a way."

Finish saying, Han Muzi directly turns around and then walks, the voice that small Yan says oneself is traitor comes from the rear.

When she got back upstairs, she went into the bathroom for the first time, lying on the sink and retching.

Although she could pretend that nothing had happened to eat noodles, she still couldn't pass that level in her heart. Han Muzi lay on the bathroom table and retch for a long time before she recovered. Then she leaned against the wall and stood tired, looking at herself pale in the mirror.

Who is doing these things in the dark?

Today is a dead rabbit, what will tomorrow be?

Maybe, she should consider sending Xiaomi Dou to Han Qing first, and let Han Qing take care of him for a period of time.

But if this is the case, then Han Qing will know these things, and she can not be independent.

If not, Xiaomi Dou may be seen one day. He is still so small that she doesn't want her children to be hurt mentally.

*

and at this moment, Xiaomi Dou took Han Muzi's notebook back to his room and hid in his bed. He put the notebook flat on his leg, and a pair of tender and soft hands were beating on the keyboard like flying.

Soon, he picked up the monitoring video of the community, and then held his chin in his small hand, and carefully watched the situation on the screen.In fact, his mother didn't let him see it just now, but when Xiaomi Dou went back upstairs, he took his own telescope and secretly looked at the situation below.

After all, it must be very frightening to be able to make his mother's face pale like that and protect what he doesn't let him see.

That's why mommy's going to keep him out of sight.

But the more mummy is like this, he must know what it is, so that he can have a solution.

Mommy is too hard to always let her stand in front of her.

After Xiaomi Dou recorded the video, he got out the picture of the dead rabbit, then sorted out the backup, selected someone's mailbox, and sent it directly.

Hum.

He can't let his father idle to do other boring things, such as these targeted, must be dealt with immediately.

*

Ding >.

On that day, Han's live broadcast of the banquet was held. At night, Moshen asked people to edit the live video, and only the part of Han Muzi was sent to him.

After receiving the video, Mo Shen at night drew up his thin lips to open the video, and then sat in front of the computer and watched the pictures repeatedly.

In fact, he also moved his hands and feet in the dressing room. The video of him dancing with Han Muzi was recorded. Ye Moshen has been watching this section repeatedly.

All of a sudden, there was a new email in the mailbox.

His mailbox is usually work mail, in the middle of the night, he is lazy to answer.

Thinking of this, he frowned, ignored the new email message in the lower right corner, and continued to watch the video.

While Xiaomi Dou, who is waiting for the night to read the email, sees that the other party has not read the email for a long time. However, it is clear that the computer is online. Xiaomi Dou angrily puffs up her cheeks.

"Well, daddy, I don't read email in the middle of the night."

After thinking about it, his fingers began to fly up on the keyboard again and said, "let me see what you are doing!"

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