She couldn't figure it out, but she felt really uncomfortable.
Combing her messy hair with her hands, she jumped down from the desk and turned her eyes away.
She walked awkwardly to where she was just now, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her body. When the clothes were put on, her eyes returned to Xuanyuan Lie: "Don't disturb me, Maomao and I are going home first.
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She calmly dropped these words and did not wait for his answer. She turned around and walked towards the door. Without hesitation, she walked straight out of the room.
The moment the door was closed, Xuanyuan Lie's black eyes finally turned to the door, and the figure could no longer be seen. His eyes turned cold, he stopped suddenly, and his big palm directly released the maid's waist.
The maid slumped on the ground helplessly. The flame that had just been stirred up had not yet been extinguished. She stared longingly at Xuanyuan Lie, hoping to be hugged again.
But he didn't look at the maid again, put on his belt and walked out.
In the living room, Xiaoxiao found the head maid and took her to Mu Maomao.
"Mommy, why are you so haggard? Could it be that...Uncle Lie hit you?" Mu Maomao asked worriedly, looking at Mommy's haggard and embarrassed look, she was anxious to death.
Xiaoxiao shook her head with a smile: "I'm just tired, Maomao, let's go home." She said and picked up Mu Maomao.
"Yeah." He put his arms around Mommy's shoulders. He knocked his head on her shoulders. He raised his head and saw Uncle Lie standing on the railing on the second floor, staring at him and Mommy.
Maomao didn't say a word. And Xiaoxiao didn't notice the man standing on the second floor behind. He walked straight out of the door of Xuanyuan's house. Life is like a drama, which one is being staged today? Is it happiness or sadness?
.Oh……
Mu Maomao stayed in her mother's arms obediently. Although he didn't know what happened in the meantime, her mother didn't look like usual at all. Hey... If only he could grow up quickly.
Okay, then mommy doesn’t have to be bullied...
After leaving Xuanyuan Lie's house, she just wanted to go to bed quickly. The path at night seemed particularly quiet, the moon hung high in the sky, and there were stars twinkling around her.
Mu Maomao did not change his true nature of liking shiny things, and kept looking up at the starry sky. Looking at the stars, his eyes seemed to glow with golden light.
"Ah..." The black eyes rolled, and his head, which was originally looking at the sky, looked forward. He had reached home far away.
"What's wrong?" Xiaoxiao asked casually.
Mu Maomao blinked and pointed at home with one hand: "Ah... the person sleeping at the door..."
She followed her son's direction and forgot about it. There seemed to be a dark shadow at the door of her house. She tilted her head. It was a figure. Who was sleeping at the door?
Out of curiosity, she quickly walked back with her son in her arms. As she got closer, she was able to confirm that it was indeed a human figure, who was sleeping at the door of her house. Huh... it looked like a man.
When he was about to reach the door, Mu Maomao jumped out of Xiaoxiao's arms, and he jumped lightly: "It's Yin..." Pointing to the man sleeping at the door, he quickly walked over.
silver……
Yin? This familiar yet unfamiliar name, the mysterious tramp who only got along with her for a few days, but left a deep impression on her,
That Yin is very good at cooking, but has a lazy and strange personality.
Unknowingly, she took steps and walked to Maomao. It was dark outside. The person lying on the ground was wearing a hat and couldn't see clearly. Xiaoxiao didn't want to think so much: "Pull the person in."
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Then, together with Mu Maomao, one pulled him from the front and the other from behind, they dragged him in and threw him on the floor.
Catching a breath, Maomao put one hand on his hip and said, "Uncle Yin is so heavy."
"Maomao, turn on the light, I don't know if he is Yin..." It was not clear from the outside, so I told him to move the person in first and then take a look.
"Hmm..." Mu Maomao nodded.
Pressing the light switch on the wall, the chandelier in the living room suddenly lit up. The whole room also became bright instantly. Mu Maomao ran to Xiaoxiao's side in two steps.
Both of them were bent over, staring closely at the man lying on the ground.
He was wearing slightly tattered clothes, but they were not dirty at all, and the tattered clothes looked particularly pleasing to the eyes against his figure. He wore a floppy hat, with the sides of the hat covering his hair and forehead.
. He has a pair of silver-framed glasses on his nose, and there is stubble around his mouth. Isn’t this look, glasses, hat, and stubble made of silver?
"It's indeed Uncle Yin." Mu Maomao nodded.
"Shh..." Xiaoxiao hissed softly. The last time Yin left without saying goodbye, she and Maomao were somewhat sad, but with his free character, he didn't look for him again: "Let him continue to sleep. No.
It’s late, let’s go to bed first.”
Not disturbing Yin's sleep. After Maomao entered the house to sleep, Xiaoxiao took the quilt from the house, walked to Yin's side, and covered him gently.
She only knew Yin for a short time, and she always believed that this homeless man had many secrets, but she didn't want to ask. Everyone has the right to choose how to live.
Looking at Yin's sleeping face, she smiled. Then she stood up, turned off the light in the living room and walked back to her room to sleep.
Little did they know... when Mu Xiaoxiao returned to the room, Jiu Lanyin, who was sleeping on the carpet, suddenly opened his eyes. Silver-rimmed glasses had a color-blocking effect, so his eyes looked normal black-gray through the silver-rimmed glasses.
He stood up, sat on the carpet, and gently lifted the quilt with his long fingers.
The corner of her mouth curled up: "You are really a woman who takes her care lightly. Do you believe me like this? Haha... you are not afraid that I will be your enemy."
Jiu Lanyin put away her smile.
The next day, before dawn, Mu Maomao got up. After knowing that Yin came back, he was very greedy. He thought that his mouth and stomach were so fat because of Yin that he was not used to eating anything else. This
Hui Yin is back again, and his stomach and tongue can enjoy it again.
But it's strange...
He ran to the living room excitedly but didn't see Yin's shadow? Huh? Uncle Yin obviously slept here yesterday! Where is the person?
Looking around, his little heart beat wildly. Could it be that Uncle Yin left after waking up? No way... Could it be that after Uncle Yin woke up, he sneaked away again like last time? He lay weakly on the ground with his feet, a pair of black
His eyes were suddenly filled with water mist, and his little mouth pursed. He had obviously been looking forward to the delicious food made by Uncle Yin for so long...
He was lying on his knees with his feet bent, the palms of his hands pressed on the carpet, and his face was full of grievances.
And in another master bedroom.
Mu Xiaoxiao was sleeping soundly. She turned over and put her feet on something soft. "Hmm..." She reactively wrapped her hands around the warm thing. It was so comfortable...it was just right to hold it.
His body shrank into the embrace of that warm thing, and in his hazy mind, a picture slowly formed. Such warmth, such a touch, seemed to be a person. Is it a cat?
He squeezed the thing he was hugging tightly with his hand. It was warm, soft and hard at the same time. No... this was not a cat. Cats are not that long.