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925. Chapter 925 Sleeping together?!

Of course, he could completely understand Mu Wanqing's intention of reminding him. However, he had to sigh: women are short-sighted and only care about immediate interests. They don't know how to... take the long term to catch the big fish.

Hearing Yang Mufan's scolding, Mu Wanqing expressed her grievances. She pouted her little mouth and looked at him resentfully, her expression extremely aggrieved. She reminded him that she was also doing it for his own good, and it would be fine if he didn't fight with her. Whatever she did to humiliate her, she

He didn't do anything heinous or bad.

Next, Mu Wanqing could only sit aside and watch silently without saying a word.

The spacious and luxurious presidential suite, as the night goes on, becomes increasingly peaceful and tranquil amid the mahjong sounds of "dong~dong~dong~".

"An'an, Shengsheng, are you sleepy?! Mommy, auntie will take you to bed, okay?!" Mu Wanqing lowered her head and asked the two little things sitting on her lap in a gentle voice, while she couldn't help but lower her head.

Go kiss their smooth and tender little faces.

Yang Mu An leaned on her body, kept digging into her arms, and then whispered: "No, An An is not sleepy, An An wants to wait for mommy and uncle to sleep together, don't sleep now..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the rhythmic sound of "dong~dong~dong" suddenly disappeared.

Wei Yutian's hand playing mahjong was frozen in mid-air for a long time. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly cast his ambiguous eyes directly at Yang Mufan.

Do you have to wait for mommy and uncle to sleep together?!

sleep together?!

Together……

sleep……

So they all slept together?! When they asked him last night, they actually sneered disdainfully and said, "Is Mu Wanqing now qualified to sleep in my bed?!"

Feeling the three men winking at him, admiring Fan Ying's straight eyebrows and frowning deeply and tightly, he slightly turned his head away from his exquisite face and looked at Mu Wanqing, who was sitting beside her holding her son.

With a magnetic voice, she whispered: "Mu Wanqing, it's very late, take your son to bed."

"Oh!" Mu Wanqing, who had no idea what was going on, obediently wanted to take her son into the room to sleep.

But Yang Muan was stubborn and refused to go to sleep.

Mu Wanqing hugged him hard, but he kept crying.

In the end, there was no other way. Mu Wanqing could only hug him, sit beside him dryly, close her ears, and look at the man whose brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that he was extremely unhappy and dissatisfied.

Having grown up with him, Mu Wanqing actually understands Yang Mufan's character very well.

If it weren't for the fact that Nan Juefeng and his son were present, Yang Mufan would have scolded her: "waste, she can't even coax a child."

The current atmosphere was so awkward that I don't know how long it had passed until Yang Mufan's cell phone placed on the card table kept buzzing.

Yang Mufan glanced at the screen of his phone. It was just a phone number without a name.

He frowned his thick eyebrows, then took the phone and whispered: "I'm going to answer the phone."

After saying that, he stood up gracefully, and while connecting, he walked through the wide hall and walked to the open-air balcony dozens of meters away.

While waiting for Yang Mufan to come back, Nan Juefeng and others felt really bored.

Their eyes went back and forth between Mu Wanqing, Yang Mu'an, and Yang Mu Sheng. When they looked at the little face that was exactly the same as Yang Mufan, Nan Juefeng suddenly had a plan in mind, and he smiled at Mu Wanqing.

Said: "Miss Mu, do you want to sit down and play a few games with us?!"

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