"It's noisy."
make complaints about it in the night, then turn around with impassive expression and stretch out his hand to feel his ear.
After George left the house, the house was a lot cleaner.
Han Muzi is still cooking in the kitchen. At night, Mo Shen walks to the door and her eyes fall on her.
The light in the kitchen is yellow. Han Muzi wears a light apron and her long hair is tied gently behind her head. The light gives her a soft light.
Looking at her like this, night Mo Shen has a kind of, two people's life state should be like this.
Obviously, I haven't known her for half a month. He doesn't know anything about the woman in front of him, but her body seems to be out of the control of her brain and wants to get close to her.
What's the feeling like this?
Why?
Night Mo deep is thinking about this problem, Han Muzi seems to have a feeling like looking back at him.
"What are you doing there?" Han Muzi asked strangely, "do you want to help again?"
Although there was no obvious expression in his eyes and expression, he could see that he was doubting him.
Night Mo deep thin lips moved, the bottom of my heart actually rose a strong helpless.
He didn't think that one day, when he was incompetent, he was actually in front of a woman, and he seemed to have no extra language to refute.
"Well, you can wait for me in the living room. It will be ready soon." Han Muzi said a word, and then turned to continue busy.
The night is not deep
Today's dinner is the same as yesterday. There are dishes, meat and soup. Han Muzi knows that she is pregnant, so she never treats herself badly when she eats. Unless she is too tired to cook, so she will eat casually.
Usually, she still has a sense of ceremony. She will seriously spend time in the supermarket to buy her own needs and ingredients, and then go home to do it slowly, and then eat slowly by herself.
However, these meals are very simple for the night.
After all, Wei Chi's cook can't even invite a high-end restaurant, and Han Muzi's cooking is just a regular meal.
Two people are very silent when eating, the night Mo deep silent drink fish soup, looking at the small woman who eat quietly in front of her, the heart seems to also slowly calm down.
After dinner, Han Muzi picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen. Night Mo Shen unexpectedly followed in and said, "I'll help you."
Han Muzi looked at his sleeve that he didn't pull up and laughed: "forget it, I'm afraid I'll smash all my plates, and then I'll have to spend money to buy one."
Listen, night Mo deep squint eyes: "you this is doubt me?"
"Oh, no, no, I'm not doubting you. I just think that the president of weichi group should not do such things. What's more, you are the boss and the guest. I can do these things. "
You are the boss and the guest.
These eight words make ye Mo deeply silent. In combination with the words George said to him before, you are just the boss of someone else. You don't even have to take care of their private life, do you?
So, in her eyes, she regarded herself as the boss, so she invited him to dinner?
What if he's not his boss? After all, she didn't refuse even George's coming.
The mobile phone suddenly rings, night Mo deep look, is the housekeeper to call him, he picked up.
"Young master Shen, when will you come back?"
Night Mo deep saw Han Mu purple eyebrows and eyes, pursed pursed lip way: "very fast."
"OK, the master asked young master Shen to come back early."
"I see."
After hanging up the phone, Han Muzi looked at his mobile phone and asked, "did your family urge you to go back?"
After asking, he didn't wait for the night to answer. Instead, he added: "this time point is really not early. The president should go back earlier."
This word calls night Mo Shen to frown directly, looking at the woman in front of her displeasantly.
"So you want me to go?"
Han Muzi: "it's just
Of course, she doesn't want him to leave. What can she do if she keeps him? She is anxious to call Su Jiu and ask if she has a better way, because she can't feel any fluctuation of memory in the night.
When he saw himself, he was too calm.
"No Han Muzi smiles slightly, droops her eyes and whispers, "so if I ask you to stay, will you agree?"
Smell speech, night Mo deep squint eyes, stare at her dangerously.
"Are you sure?"
She thought he would refuse, but she didn't expect him to
"Cough." Han Muzi moved things into the kitchen, "you think I didn't say anything."
"Be responsible for what you say." Night Mo deep eyes straight at her back, cold voice: "otherwise don't speak."Han Muzi's step is a meal, she looked back at him.
"What if one day you find that you have not done what you say?"
He said to take good care of himself and Xiaomi Dou, but he had an accident and forgot her.
Han Muzi was not angry with him, but he was more distressed.
No one can predict natural and man-made disasters.
Listen, night Mo deep squint eyes, looking at her eyes more a touch of inquiry, this woman said is really strange.
"I won't. I'll do what I say."
Han Muzi said with a faint smile: "then I'll wait for you to do what you say. Well, it's not too early. You go back first today. I've packed all my clothes yesterday. Don't forget to take them away."
After that, she did not pay attention to the reaction of yemoshen, and went directly into the kitchen. When she finished cleaning up, the living room had already recovered its calm.
Han Muzi opened the door and took a look downstairs. The car at night was gone.
It seems to have left.
She quickly returned to her room and took out her mobile phone to call Su Jiu.
When Su Jiu received her phone call, she was probably taking the child with her, and there were children's voices nearby.
"Secretary Su, I'm sorry to call you at this time. You..."
"It's OK, Miss Muzi. What can I do for you?"
"Mom, mom..."
Han Muzi heard the voice of a child called Su Jiu from the mobile phone, and couldn't help laughing, "it's really energetic."
"Well, children are noisy. I have a headache every day."
Han Muzi heard that there seems to be a voice to get up, Su nine in coax her child, soon around quiet down.
"Miss Mu Zi, do you have any questions recently?"
"Well." Han Muzi told Su Jiu what had happened recently. He was very distressed: "I don't think he has any special reaction. Isn't it that getting along with familiar people will stimulate the memory part? But what do I think He doesn't seem to remember at all? "
Su Jiu thought about it for a while, then he said, "in fact, this matter is not necessarily absolute, it's just a matter of probability, and You don't seem to be particularly close to each other
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