Nobody touch my villain

Chapter 404 I have to work hard to improve my performance today 46
Gently rubbing the beads with her slender and fair fingertips, Mu Yan looked down at the person on the sofa, wanting to say that I didn't want beads.

Another bead was handed over, the crystal-clear bead was dotted with black stars, beautiful and mysterious.

Mu Yan stared at Zhuzhu, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Thank you Yiyi."

"Go in, call me if you need something."

Mu Yan nodded, and walked to the room with the beads. He originally planned to put the two beads on his hand together with the previous one, and rubbed them lightly with his fingertips, but finally decided to separate them.

The two beads were carefully put away, and Mu Yan gently picked up the misty blue beads.

After looking at it carefully for a while, I reached out and hung the beads around my neck.

Mu Yan lowered his head and took a look, feeling that the bead should have been worn around his neck, he flicked it with his fingertips, and went into the bathroom in a good mood.

After taking a shower, Mu Yan swayed outside on the sofa with dripping hair, and there was a peeled orange on the small table.

The orange pulp was broken into two pieces, and the rest was neat.

What about people?

Mu Yan was a little strange, picked up the phone and dialed a number for Su Yi, but no one answered.

Mu Yan's expression sank, he stared at the phone for three seconds with an unclear expression, and finally squeezed the phone out with a chuckle.

As soon as he opened the door and met Su Yi, Su Yi preemptively said, "Why don't you wipe your hair? What should I do if I'm sick?"

I don't want to take care of patients at all. There are so many things going on recently, and I don't have time to take care of patients.

Su Yi pulled the man to sit down with a blank expression, took the hair dryer and directly adjusted the wind power to the maximum gear.

Mu Yan dodged subconsciously, and said aggrievedly to Su Yi's quiet eyes: "The temperature is too hot, do you want to burn me to death?"

Su Yi slapped his hand away, and quickly retracted it.

It does seem to be a little hot!
[…] It is really a blessing that the little fragment of Mu Yan Shangshen was not taken care of by the young lady to death.

After readjusting the wind power, Su Yi tried it himself, and turned on the hair dryer again: "Okay."

The short black hair dried quickly, Su Yi put the hair dryer away, and sat on the sofa by himself.

She reached out and pinched Mu Yan's hair: it was dry and soft.

"It's time to go to sleep."

Mu Yan glanced at Su Yi, with a hesitant expression on his face: "Aren't we together one by one?"

"No, I'm on the sofa, just call me if you have something to do, everything around here has been cleaned up, nothing will happen."

Su Yi seemed to coax and explain, and then pulled Mu Yan to the room.

The soft, boneless palm was warm and dry, Mu Yan let it go with some reluctance, Su Yi watched him lie down and tucked him in the quilt until he fell asleep before getting up and going out.

Pulling off the blanket, Su Yi lay on the sofa.

Turning over on some narrow sofas is a bit difficult, and Su Yi doesn't like it very much.

The sofa wasn't soft enough, so Su Yi put one hand on his arm, took out his phone with the other and skillfully clicked on the hot news and began to scan it leisurely.
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"Mom, I'm back. Dad took me to meet a beautiful sister today. She bought me ice cream and wiped my mouth gently?"

The boy about three years old said excitedly.

The woman with a gentle temperament in the kitchen squatted down and responded seriously to the boy: "Really? I'm so happy, but don't eat too much! Then my stomach will hurt."

The woman said and gently scratched the boy's stomach, and the little boy hid aside with a smile.

Not far away, a tall man quietly watched this scene with a warm smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)