Yang Mufan was silent for a moment, and then explained in a low voice, but when he was talking, he turned to look at Yang Mu Sheng, too guilty to look into Wen Xiaorou's eyes: "You called me so many times last night, is something wrong?! I left my phone in the car.
Yes, I didn’t see it until I got in the car this morning, so... I’m sorry!!”
After hearing these words, Wen Xiaorou suddenly stopped washing her socks.
Through the mirror reflection, she saw Yang Mufan's flawless profile.
Wen Xiaorou secretly pulled her lips together coldly, smiling sarcastically and self-deprecatingly.
I left my phone in the car and I didn’t see it until this morning?!
Is it?!
Did she leave her cell phone in the car, or... did she just deliberately not answer her call?!
Wen Xiaorou had never felt that the man in front of her was so strange and so far away.
Yang Mufan seemed to feel Wen Xiaorou's naked looking eyes. When he looked away from the mirror, Wen Xiaorou quickly looked away and turned away.
She was expressionless and hummed indifferently: "Really?! That's okay. I kept calling you because my elder brother told me that your mobile phone couldn't be reached and the positioning system was turned off. I was a little worried about your safety.
Since you're fine, I'm relieved. It's really fine."
After hearing Wen Xiaorou's explanation, Yang Mufan immediately frowned deeply and tightly with his thick eyebrows.
Looking from his direction, one could clearly see her thick and curly eyelashes, like a small and delicate folding fan, spread neatly on her lower eyelids.
At that moment, Yang Mufan suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
Even a little annoyed.
Even he himself doesn't know why he lied.
He admires Fan, when did he become like this?!
After standing at the door of the bathroom for a long time, Yang Mufan whispered: "Xiaorou, do you have time tonight?! We haven't gone out to eat alone for a long time. Let's go out to eat tonight."
Hearing this, Wen Xiaorou slightly raised her eyes to look at him, and asked in a low voice: "Are you dating me?!"
Yang Mufan hesitated for a long time, then nodded and replied in a low voice: "Well, I'm dating you!"
After waking up from her son's nap, Mu Wanqing squatted in the backyard garden with a small red bucket and a shovel, digging the soil carefully.
Yang Mu'an, who was wearing white overalls, squatted next to her and asked curiously: "Mommy, what are you planting?!"
The golden sunset in the west shone brightly from the blue sky, casting a thin layer of sweat on Mu Wanqing's face.
After exercising for a long time, coupled with the sunshine, her little face was flushed.
While Mu Wanqing was sowing the seeds carefully, she whispered to her son: "These are the seeds of 'lily of the valley'. If mommy plants them now, next summer, the garden will be filled with white lilies of the valley. By then,
It’s so beautiful and smells so good.”
Yang Mu'an blinked her cute eyes and asked innocently: "Mommy, what kind of flower is lily of the valley?"
Mu Wanqing paused her movements, turned to look at her son who was squatting beside her and looking at her with his little face raised, and said with a smile: "Lily of the valley is grandma's favorite flower, and mommy's favorite too. It's
There is a very beautiful flower language, which is called: Happiness is coming. An An, Mommy wants to plant lilies of the valley everywhere where you and uncle live. In this way, happiness will always be with An An and uncle."
Yang Mu'an listened very carefully. After he understood, he rolled up his sleeves and whispered: "Then An An also wants to plant flowers. An An wants to plant many, many flowers, so that happiness can always be with mommy.
"
After hearing her son's words, Mu Wanqing's heart suddenly overflowed with sweet satisfaction that could not be described in any words. At the same time... she also felt sour, uncomfortable, and even wanted to cry.
The mother and son worked all afternoon in the back garden. After planting the lily of the valley flowers, Mu Wanqing saw that her son was dirty all over and his face was covered with dirt, just like a little cat that rolled in the trash can. She couldn't bear it.
He burst out laughing with a "puff" sound.
As she picked him up and walked to the villa, she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed: "An'an, you are so dirty and sloppy. Are you planting flowers or yourself? Mom, let's take a look at you.
How ugly are you now?"
While Mu Wanqing was laughing so hard, Yang Muan just pouted her mouth, closed her ears, and looked at her with a suppressed and aggrieved look, extremely pitiful.
After helping Yang Muan take a bath, Mu Wanqing realized that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
Secretly thinking that Yang Mufan should get off work.
So, she hesitated for a while, and finally took her mobile phone, edited a text message, and sent it to Yang Mufan.
She asked: "Mu Fan, when will you be back?! My son and I are waiting for you to have dinner."
After sending it, Mu Wanqing paced back and forth in the room, anxiously waiting for Yang Mufan's reply, extremely nervous.
However, after waiting for a full hour, she did not receive a reply from Yang Mufan. She immediately lowered her head in despair and sat on the sofa next to the bed listlessly.
I was both angry and embarrassed.
Every woman must have experienced this kind of behavior of expecting the person she likes to reply to messages, but also feeling annoyed that she is not good at sending messages.
The feeling while waiting for the other party's reply is indescribably complicated.
That feeling can only be felt, not expressed in words.
Mu Wanqing felt that she was suddenly transported back to the time when she was in junior high school, and she looked forward to the time when Yang Mufan could respond to her.
From the initial excitement, to apprehension, to fear, and finally to endless loss.
Just as Mu Wanqing was huddled on the sofa, lost in thought, her cell phone suddenly beeped.
She suddenly came back to her senses, and then answered the call emotionally. Without even looking at the phone number on the screen, she shouted directly into the phone: "Mu Fan, what time will you come back for dinner tonight? My son and I..." Waiting for you.
However, another man's voice came from the receiver: "What are you waiting for, Mu Wanqing? I'll do the work for you and take care of your daughter, but you're waiting for another man to have dinner. I'm sorry, I feel seriously unbalanced."
