587. Chapter 587 An An, let's go draw a turtle on the luxury car 28
He stepped on the brakes and looked again and again with wide eyes. When he was sure that the person was indeed Mu Wanqing, he frowned and glanced at the traffic light, then looked at Mu Wanqing again. Finally, he turned the car
Stopped on the side of the road, didn't even take an umbrella, just rushed over...
At five o'clock in City A, it was still raining heavily.
The small apartment without lights looked a little dark, with a hint of desolation...
Tang Moyu helped An An get out of the hot water and found that Mu Wanqing was still wearing wet and dirty clothes, huddled on the sofa like a sculpture without any feelings or thoughts, motionless.
Raindrops rolled down rapidly along her messy hair.
Against the light, her expression melted into the shadows. Against the backdrop of darkness, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
Not knowing what she was thinking, Tang Moyu whispered: "Go take a hot bath and change into a set of clean clothes. If you keep wearing wet clothes like this, you will catch a cold."
Mu Wanqing's thoughts drifted away and she didn't respond.
When Yang Mu An saw it, his dark eyes flashing with sharp light quickly turned around. Finally, he ran into the kitchen wearing small slippers, stood on tiptoes, took Mu Wanqing's cup, and poured it carefully.
A cup of hot water, and ran back to the living room with a bang.
The short and small body is very agile, but very clumsy.
The hand holding the hot water cup was extremely cautious, for fear of spilling the water.
Going to Mu Wanqing's side, Yang Mu'an raised her head slightly, and then shouted seriously: "Mommy, drink hot water."
Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes slightly and looked at her son who was looking at her with bright eyes. She couldn't help but feel a soreness in her nose again.
Raising her hands that were so cold that there was no warmth at all, and caressing his cute little head lovingly, Mu Wanqing forced a wry smile and whispered, "Thank you."
After saying that, she moved her body, leaned over and kissed Yang Mu'an's forehead gently.
This is a habit formed unconsciously between mother and son.
The reason why Mu Wanqing kissed him was very simple: she always felt that her son being able to help her was a gift from God.
She doesn't know how many times in this life he can help her carry water, or how long he can talk to her. Maybe it will be a lifetime, maybe he will disappear tomorrow, so... she has always been grateful.
Treat every little thing between their mother and son with their hearts.
Like a little adult, Yang Mu'an heard his mother say thank you, and he instinctively replied "no thank you", then stood up on tiptoes and kissed the side of Mu Wanqing's face gently.
"Mommy, uncle asked you to take a bath and said that if you don't take a bath, you will get sick. Mommy, don't get sick." Yang Muan said with tears in his eyes.
Mu Wanqing saw it and said very seriously: "An'an, listen to mommy, you are a man. A man can't shed tears or cry casually. Do you understand? A man should be brave."
Yang Muan nodded. Although he was young, he held back the tears in his eyes.
Tang Moyu stood quietly and watched.
After Mu Wanqing collected her thoughts, she saw Tang Moyu. She stood up from the sofa and thanked her with gratitude: "Manager Tang, thank you very much today. If you hadn't sent our mother and son back, maybe we would still be in the shower now.
