Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Mother Mu came in and interrupted their conversation.

"Dad is too late, it's time to rest."

Then a servant came in and waited on the old man to bed.

The little guy seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly got up from the chair. Before he reached the door, Mu Mu stopped him: "Cen Cen, your mommy and your dad are going back to the room. You will sleep with grandma tonight."

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At this time, the old man also said: "Tomorrow, my great grandfather will let people start designing the shape of the plane."

Although the little guy was heartbroken, he was still extremely sober and said: "I don't have a daddy, I just want my mommy."

He opened the door and went out.

Mother Mu immediately chased her out, and comforted her patiently: "It's too late. Your mommy went to the guest room to rest and told you to sleep with grandma first."

"I want to sleep by myself."

"Aying, tidy up the guest room."

The maid immediately nodded and walked towards one of the guest rooms.

In order not to let him disturb her son, Mu Mu took the little guy to her room first.

In a certain bedroom on the other side of the stairs, although the light was not turned on, the wall lamp on the bedside of the room had already illuminated the inside.

Meng Chu pressed against the wall, his hands were raised above his head by someone, and his consciousness fluctuated from weak to strong.

The man Mu Yanzheng couldn't wait to kiss her since he entered the door.
"do not do that……"

Meng Chu couldn't struggle, and there were few murmurs in his mouth, which were annihilated by the domineering and messy kiss for a moment.

Mu Yanzheng's hands were even more free on her body.The fiery kiss fell all the way down to her neck.

Meng Chu dodged and freed his hands, but was quickly snatched back by Mu Yanzheng.

He carried her back to the bed, pressing her heavy body up.

"Mu Yanzheng, we are not husband and wife, you can't do this."

Meng Chu closed his eyes, and although he was very unconscious, he still emphasized this sentence.

Mu Yanzheng stopped and looked at her face seriously.

Under the dim wall lamp, her skin, which was tender enough to squeeze out water, was flushed.The full lips were unbearably red and swollen from his sucking.

He has always known that she is beautiful without makeup, but now, after four years, the rare childishness has receded, and there is a trace of the charm of a mature woman.

Mu Yanzheng lowered his head and kissed her lips full of nostalgia, and began to help her undress.

The temperature in the car was high when we arrived, so Meng Chu didn't wear much.Inside is an apricot-colored autumn dress with a hollowed-out long skirt, and a thin coat on the outside.

When he just entered the door, Mu Yanzheng hastily tore it off and threw it on the ground.

Now he was going to take off her skirt, but the cumbersome buttons still took him a lot of effort.

Meng Chu fell asleep in a daze, feeling cold in his heart, subconsciously wiped it off, and just pulled off the clothes on his chest, revealing a crimson scar.

After unbuttoning the bottom button, Mu Yanzheng raised his head and his mind buzzed.

Borrowing the dim light, he gently lifted the clothes on her chest with trembling hands.

Two crimson scars that looked like fleshy bumps made him feel dazed for a moment, and the back of his head seemed to be hit by a sudden sap, causing heavy pain.

Suddenly flashed in my mind, what she said to him in the backyard of the B&B in Moon Bay the day before yesterday.

'Four years ago, I accidentally called you in a car accident, and Xie Rou answered.At that time... I was pierced through my shoulder blade by the steel bar rushed down by the car in front. I didn't expect that I would die so badly. '

"Sorry……"

With a choked sound, Mu Yanzheng couldn't control it anymore, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

He learned from his mother about the scene back then, saying that he was seriously injured.

Only blame him for ignoring her at that time.

This night, Mu Yanzheng did nothing else, just like those three years, he kissed and hugged her and fell asleep.

Because of the dross, Meng Chu gained strength, and was completely drunk, nestled in the man's arms, and slept the most soundly in four years.

The next day, after dawn for a long time, the person on the bed remained silent.

Downstairs, the little guy has woken up and is making a bunch of small damaged airplane models in the living room.

The old man leaned on the dragon's head and came down with a cane. When he saw it, his bright eyes flickered.

This old man doesn't seem to be sick, he clearly pretends to be.However, he said he would get himself a plane, so I will not expose him for the time being.

A few seconds later, the little guy withdrew his gaze and raised the corner of his mouth.

The old man sat down on the sofa in front of him, took out a handkerchief and pretended to cough, looked up and saw that the little guy didn't respond, and asked with a smile: "You are so young, why do you love this so much?"

"I don't know, I just like it."

"Usually, there is a reason for liking something. If you like it for no reason, can you really stick to it for a long time?"

"Maybe I will fall in love with other things in the future, but adults must keep what they say. Grandpa said he would send me to the plane, so he must."

The little guy raised his head proudly, and that look made the old man across from him laugh.

Just when Mother Mu came down from upstairs, the old man immediately showed off to her.

"You see, this doll is exactly the same as Yan Zheng's when he was a child. Especially, the expression and the nose."

Mother Mu nodded and sat beside him.

When the old man reminded him, Mother Mu took a closer look. Meng Cen's eyebrows and eyes resembled Meng Chu's, and his nose was indeed the same as Mu Yanzheng's.

"Dad, there will not be only one child in our generation."

When Mother Mu said this, Meng Cen looked up at her. Although he didn't know what she meant, he remembered her words in his heart.

At breakfast, neither Mu Yanzheng nor Meng Chu came down.

Mother Mu wanted the servant to knock on the door, but the old man stopped him: "Young man, let them sleep more."

"Dad, the company has a morning meeting, Yan Zheng..."

"Without a morning meeting, the group won't collapse, so don't worry about him."

The old man blocked Mu Mu's words, and still reminded Meng Cen to eat quickly with a smile.

The older maid who was waiting couldn't help talking: "Master, didn't you say that the young master is in his 30s..." A bachelor in his 30s is still not enlightened.

The old man cleared his throat, and the maid lowered her head and suppressed a smile.

That day, the servants knew about the quarrel between the father and the father.

Now, hearing from the old man that his grandson is young again, it really makes people laugh.

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Upstairs, Meng Chu slowly opened her eyes. Apart from being a little thirsty, she felt very comfortable all over her body.

Looking at the ceiling, she turned her head suddenly, and a magnified handsome face appeared in front of her eyes. She immediately lowered her head, before she had time to see what she was wearing, she sat up and avoided it.

"Mu, Mu Yanzheng!"

With her yelling, the man on the bed slowly woke up.

"you're awake?"

Meng Chu kicked him down without saying a word.

Only then did she see clearly that she was wearing a fairly conservative apricot-colored cotton pajamas.

Jumping out of bed, quickly looking for his own clothes to change, but turning around but not seeing the person on the ground get up.

She was still angry, but also depressed.

Walking around the bed, I saw a man who was close to 1.9 meters long, wearing only a blue trousers, curled up on the ground under the quilt, motionless.

"Mu Yanzheng, I really doubt that your family is all comedians, have you all been influenced by that Xie Rou?"

Meng Chu was contemptuous, and what he said was full of uncomfortable thorns.