Wen Zhan also knew that she was shy and hit her accidentally, but after hearing what Aunt Zhou said, he immediately followed the words: "As long as she relieves her anger, I don't have any problem with another two slaps..." After saying this, he lowered his eyebrows. He looked at the woman intently, "Are you still angry? Do you want to hit me here again?"
He deliberately put the other cheek close to hers.
Mu Wanqing looked at him in need of a beating, clenched her fists, and really wanted to give him a beating.
But Aunt Zhou hurried forward with her sister in her arms, and quickly broke up the fight: "Don't fight, don't fight. If you have anything to say, please say it..."
Before she finished speaking, the sister in Aunt Zhou's arms saw her mother and immediately shouted "muamua" and stretched out her little hand towards Mu Wanqing.
Aunt Zhou said quickly: "My sister must be hungry. Madam, please feed her something, and I will make complementary food."
Mu Wanqing took her daughter, and after listening to Aunt Zhou's words, she stared at someone and said with shame and anger: "What are you feeding them? If they are empty, let's make milk for them..."
Aunt Zhou was about to turn around and walk away. After hearing this, she turned back and asked puzzledly: "Is there no breast milk? Did you express it in the morning? Is it in the refrigerator?"
Mu Wanqing turned red and turned towards the bedroom with her sister in her arms. She had no shame in answering this question.
Aunt Zhou was even more confused and looked at the male host blankly.
Wen Zhan stood up, put his hand on his fist to cover his lips, coughed, and said in a muffled voice: "Well... I accidentally knocked it over this morning, so let's make some milk powder."
Knocked over?
Aunt Zhou was murmuring in her heart, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. Combined with the expressions of the two of them, she suddenly understood completely!
this……
Really——
She was too confused to think of this.
The third young master asked her and her confinement sister-in-law to take the children out for a walk early in the morning. Wasn't it because he wanted to set aside time and space to... live a life of two with his wife.
"Ahem..." Aunt Zhou also coughed awkwardly and said quickly, "I'm going to make milk. It'll be ready soon..."
Wen Zhan followed the bedroom and saw the woman sitting on the sofa chair inside the bed, breastfeeding, but obviously the little girl couldn't suck any milk, so she protested.
He didn't dare to get close, for fear of offending the "tigress" again, so he had to speak from a distance: "Um... I'm going to work first. If you are busy these days and don't have time to take care of the child, I will come back later." Let Aunt Zhou take them back."
Mu Wanqing remained silent, picked up her daughter and switched to the other side, hoping to let the little girl take a few bites.
Wen Zhan touched his nose, didn't dare to say anything anymore, silently walked to the door and left.
The door to the room was closed, and the surroundings fell into silence. My sister finally took a few puffs and stopped protesting.
Mu Wanqing was in a daze, her mind filled with those scenes that were inappropriate for children. She didn't understand how long Wen Zhan had been holding it in, and why every time he touched her, it was like he had taken some stimulant, endlessly.
In addition to the endless physical entanglement, there is also his sincere and bewitching request when the love reaches the climax——
"How about moving back in?"
"Look at how well we get along in bed... In fact, we can just make do with each other, and we can get by..."
"Children are getting older and learning new skills every day. You definitely don't want to miss their growth..."
"..."
He had been tempting her through all the ups and downs, but at that juncture, she couldn't spare the energy to think deeply.
Now I calm down and think about it, and then look at my seven-month-old daughter in my arms - I have to say that Wen Zhan's invitation is indeed very attractive.
But what does it mean to go back?
This means that she will have to rely on Wen Zhan again and have to obey his arrangements for the rest of her life. Maybe after the short-term novelty, one day he will fall in love with another woman again, and then fall in love with Lu Kejun just like before. He began to stay up all night, and began to dedicate all his tenderness and patience to others.
Mu Wanqing does not deny that she has always been emotionally inferior, sensitive, and insecure. She is also timid, cowardly, and belittle herself.
She couldn't think of any reason why Wen Zhan fell in love with her, except for her temporary youthful appearance and her impressive size during the lactation period.
But beauties age easily and figures become ugly. These bargaining chips that attracted him were fleeting.
Before I could make a choice, my heart was swaying from side to side, and my cell phone rang in the quiet space.
She stood up with her sister in her arms and found her cell phone. It was a call from Yu Qiao.
It was almost nine o'clock, she hadn't gone to the studio yet, and she forgot to tell Yu Qiao.
"Hey, Qiaoqiao..."
"Are you on the way?" Yu Qiao asked anxiously.
Mu Wanqing was stunned when she heard this, and immediately said seriously: "No, the children were with me last night, and I haven't gone out yet."
"That's good!" Yu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't come over yet. There are some people gathered around the office building. They seem to be here for you. I wonder if it has something to do with what I said last night."
Mu Wanqing's mind was buzzing!
What did you say last night?
That is Yang Cuizhu looking for relatives...
After being pestered tirelessly by Wen Zhan all night, she completely forgot about it!
She was still holding her nursing daughter in her arms. She panicked and quickly calmed down. She sat down on the bedside with the baby in her arms, put one foot on the bedside table to support the weight in her arms, and replied: "I know, I I’m breastfeeding, wait and see what’s going on.”
"Well, I'll let you know when there's news, so don't come over yet."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing clicked on the video account.
In fact, Yu Qiao logged into the backend last night and deleted a lot of comments about finding a relative, but the other party obviously didn't want to give up, and made many more comments afterwards, so more fans knew about it.
Now those few videos that were neither popular nor popular suddenly became popular because of this incident. Under each video, they asked the video blogger if he was an orphan and if he had been separated from his mother for many years, asking the blogger to respond quickly.
Some enthusiastic netizens also commented that even if she is not the aunt's biological daughter, because she looks so similar, she should still meet her to give her some comfort and spread touching positive energy.
There are indeed similar short videos on the Internet that have attracted attention - for example, a girl who lost a loved one saw an aunt who looked like her mother, and the aunt gave her a heart-warming hug; another example is a mother who lost her daughter and accidentally saw an aunt who looked very similar to her daughter. Strange girls start walking around each other...
The majority of netizens probably want to see another heart-warming story, so they appealed in the comment area to ask the video bloggers to contact the aunt and grant her a wish.
Mu Wanqing felt irritated and stared at her phone blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The daughter in her arms suddenly struggled. When she came to her senses in shock, she realized that the child's mouth and nose were blocked.
Startled, she quickly threw away her phone, picked up her daughter and coaxed her.
Aunt Zhou knocked on the door and came in, saying gently: "Madam, leave the child to me. The Third Young Master said you haven't had breakfast yet, so go and have some."
"Okay." Mu Wanqing picked up her phone and went out to eat first.
Ye Huan sent a message on WeChat, which was two screenshots of what Mu Wanqing had just seen.
【what to do? Do you want to respond? ] Ye Huan asked.
While Mu Wanqing was eating, she felt that typing was too slow, so she simply dialed the phone.
"Hey, Xiaoqing."
"Well, I'm still having breakfast. I probably won't go to the studio today. Yu Qiao asked me to wait for news. I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet."
