Xuanyuan Mu's whole person looked extremely sharp, without any softness at all.
He was getting closer to her, step by step, as if he wanted to drive her away. Yan Buhuan felt inexplicably flustered and wanted to run away.
"Xuanyuan Mu——" Her intuition told her that if she didn't explain the reason at this time, I'm afraid this man would not let her go.
Afterwards, Yan Buhuan thought about it for a long time. She had never been afraid of anyone as she grew up. Even when she faced Xuanyuan Mu, she just believed that she would run away if she couldn't beat me. But today, she was afraid because
The other person made her feel as if they were going to die together.
"Xuanyuan Mu... listen to my explanation." The moment he was about to approach, Yan Buhuan took a few steps back and said loudly.
The handsome face like a knife did not soften at all, and the dead branches under his feet made a crisp and harsh clicking sound, just like the cracking sound when bones were broken.
When she looked at him, his face had no expression at all, but it made people feel that it was extremely cold. The cold wind in winter was like a blade. At this moment, Xuanyuan Mu's eyes were like a blade, chasing her inch by inch.
"Where are the dumplings?" Xuanyuan Mu asked coldly.
"It's... over there..." Yan Buhuan suddenly lost his temper and pointed at the hiding place of the dumplings.
Xuanyuan Mu raised his eyes and looked over. The bodies moving around in the grass must be dumplings.
Just when Yan Buhuan thought Xuanyuan Mu would kill her, the stalwart body passed her by, leaving a breath of his own lingering on the tip of his nose.
Yan Buhuan hurriedly turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Mu's back. He opened his mouth again and again, but could not utter a single word.
Xuanyuan Mu walked to the grass and looked down at his son at his feet.
He seemed to be looking for something, he looked very attentive.
Xuanyuan Mu couldn't help but think, how wonderful it would be if he could devote this concentration to studying? But after a while, Xuanyuan Mu discovered that his son was actually picking up something to eat on the ground.
"Mother, are you..." Dumpling felt someone standing in front of him, thinking it was Yan Buhuan, and quickly raised his head to ask, but he met Xuanyuan Mu's gloomy eyes.
He quickly put his hands behind his back: "Father...what a coincidence. I see you here."
If it was Jiao Li, he would have been picked up at this time, thrown into the air, and finally fell into Jiao Li's arms.
But this person is Xuanyuan Mu, strict, cold and unreasonable.
"What a coincidence?" Xuanyuan Mupi looked at him with a smile, clenching his fists little by little.
Dumpling nodded seriously: "Well, it's a coincidence that my mother and I were walking here, and you happened to be here too."
Xuanyuan Mu looked back at someone wearing night clothes, and looked at the dumplings with a half-smile: "Is your mother used to walking in night clothes?"
"Everyone has different hobbies. Just like me, I like to sleep with food in my arms." Dumpling's explanation completely distorted black and white.
"Stand up." Xuanyuan Mu stretched out his hand towards the dumplings.
"Oh." Dumpling patted the dirt on his body, but his other hand was always behind his back.
Xuanyuan Mu didn't even look at it: "Throw it away."
"No." Dumpling immediately retorted.
"I'll throw it away." Xuanyuan Mu suddenly raised his voice.
He never allowed Dumpling to touch these messy things. Not to mention who gave them to him, this alone had touched his bottom line.
ps: Today I tried my best to update... It's really hard. Xuanyuan Mu's whole person looks extremely sharp, without any softness at all.
He was getting closer to her, step by step, as if he wanted to drive her away. Yan Buhuan felt inexplicably flustered and wanted to run away.
"Xuanyuan Mu——" Her intuition told her that if she didn't explain the reason at this time, I'm afraid this man would not let her go.
Afterwards, Yan Buhuan thought about it for a long time. She had never been afraid of anyone as she grew up. Even when she faced Xuanyuan Mu, she just believed that she would run away if she couldn't beat me. But today, she was afraid because
The other person made her feel as if they were going to die together.
"Xuanyuan Mu... listen to my explanation." The moment he was about to approach, Yan Buhuan took a few steps back and said loudly.
The handsome face like a knife did not soften at all, and the dead branches under his feet made a crisp and harsh clicking sound, just like the cracking sound when bones were broken.
When she looked at him, his face had no expression at all, but it made people feel that it was extremely cold. The cold wind in winter was like a blade. At this moment, Xuanyuan Mu's eyes were like a blade, chasing her inch by inch.
"Where are the dumplings?" Xuanyuan Mu asked coldly.
"It's... over there..." Yan Buhuan suddenly lost his temper and pointed at the hiding place of the dumplings.
Xuanyuan Mu raised his eyes and looked over. The bodies moving around in the grass must be dumplings.
Just when Yan Buhuan thought Xuanyuan Mu would kill her, the stalwart body passed her by, leaving a breath of his own lingering on the tip of his nose.
Yan Buhuan hurriedly turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Mu's back. He opened his mouth again and again, but could not utter a single word.
Xuanyuan Mu walked to the grass and looked down at his son at his feet.
He seemed to be looking for something, he looked very attentive.
Xuanyuan Mu couldn't help but think, how wonderful it would be if he could devote this concentration to studying? But after a while, Xuanyuan Mu discovered that his son was actually picking up something to eat on the ground.
"Mother, are you..." Dumpling felt someone standing in front of him, thinking it was Yan Buhuan, and quickly raised his head to ask, but he met Xuanyuan Mu's gloomy eyes.
He quickly put his hands behind his back: "Father...what a coincidence. I see you here."
If it was Jiao Li, he would have been picked up at this time, thrown into the air, and finally fell into Jiao Li's arms.
But this person is Xuanyuan Mu, strict, cold and unreasonable.
"What a coincidence?" Xuanyuan Mupi looked at him with a smile, clenching his fists little by little.
Dumpling nodded seriously: "Well, it's a coincidence that my mother and I were walking here, and you happened to be here too."
Xuanyuan Mu looked back at someone wearing night clothes, and looked at the dumplings with a half-smile: "Is your mother used to walking in night clothes?"
"Everyone has different hobbies. Just like me, I like to sleep with food in my arms." Dumpling's explanation completely distorted black and white.
"Stand up." Xuanyuan Mu stretched out his hand towards the dumplings.
"Oh." Dumpling patted the dirt on his body, but his other hand was always behind his back.
Xuanyuan Mu didn't even look at it: "Throw it away."
"No." Dumpling immediately retorted.
"I'll throw it away." Xuanyuan Mu suddenly raised his voice.
He never allowed Dumpling to touch these messy things. Not to mention who gave them to him, this alone had touched his bottom line.
ps: I worked my butt off to update today... it was life-threatening.
