539. Chapter 539 There is a kind of mourning cry: admire Fan 58
However, Yang Mufan interrupted him sternly again: "I declare for the last time: from now on, that woman has nothing to do with me. No matter who you are, if you dare to mention anything about Mu Wanqing in front of me, don't
Blame me for turning against others."
After finishing speaking, Yang Mufan stood up angrily and strode out of the private room with a burning rage that could not be extinguished.
Seeing this, the three Tian family brothers came to their senses and hurried forward.
Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian seemed to have been struck by lightning. They sat stiffly on the sofa for a long time before they finally recovered a little.
Nan Juefeng smiled coldly: "Did this brat eat a bomb, or an atomic bomb?! Do you need to react so violently?! Damn it! Damn it, he actually yelled at me again, are you going to kill me?
As a big brother?!"
Wei Yutian comforted him: "Brother, this is how it is for second brother, don't be angry. In fact, we should understand second brother..."
"It's understandable. Opening and shutting up makes us stronger inside. But what about him?! He can't face a woman. Is he embarrassed?! Damn -"
The clothes brought from China are not cold-proof at all.
Mu Wanqing took her diaper and had a good sleep in the hotel, and then planned to go to the mall to buy some clothes to keep out the cold.
In addition, thinking about meeting Yang Mufan soon, Mu Wanqing always felt that she had to buy herself a beautiful dress.
Perhaps, women are born to show their most beautiful and beautiful side in front of the opposite sex they like.
Four months into her pregnancy, Mu Wanqing suffered from severe morning sickness. She would vomit whatever she ate.
If you want to eat light porridge, drink some light soup.
But European food, unlike domestic food, no matter how exquisite or delicious it is, Mu Wanqing has no appetite at all.
I want to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and go back to the hotel to cook them myself.
But...where could she?!~~~~(>_<)~~~~
Dining room.
Mu Wanqing had just returned to her seat after vomiting heartily from the bathroom, and saw the diaper eating to her heart's content. Her face was covered with cream and oil stains, even on her eyebrows. She was speechless.
When this little thing eats, does it put its whole face on the plate or what?! It gets all over its face every time.
It's just so filthy.
She smoothly pulled out two napkins, held her little face in her hands, wiped it patiently and carefully, and whispered a lesson: "Diaper, when you eat, you should chew carefully and slowly, don't eat too fast, and don't get the food on your face.
Look at your face, how dirty it is, just like a little tabby cat."
Diaper, however, was content with his mouth. While chewing the steak, he said inarticulately: "Meat. Meat is delicious. Mommy, why don't you eat meat. Meat."
As she spoke, she used a fork to fork a piece of beef and handed it to Mu Wanqing's mouth.
Mu Wanqing asked about the fishy smell of beef, and her stomach began to feel uncomfortable again.
She quickly turned away and covered her mouth with her hands. After suppressing her nausea, she said, "Mommy doesn't like steak. Eat more. After you finish eating, Mommy will take you to buy clothes."
"Yeah." Diaper nodded obediently.
After buying some clothes, Mu Wanqing looked very nice even though she was thickly dressed. She took a diaper and took a taxi to Yang Mufan's villa in Europe.
