Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

Yuan Yao's eyes widened and looked at Wen Muyan incredulously.

"If that brat knows that you framed him like this, he will definitely ignore you for a month."

"So, I must not tell the little guy that it is my suggestion."

Yuan Yao laughed out loud, and the brothers patted Wen Muyan's shoulder nicely, "Seeing that you have such a wonderful idea for my face, rest assured, I will not tell him. That smelly Boy, you must abuse him well."

Wen Muyan is already feeling a little distressed about the little guy now. If the little guy would definitely not agree to accompany her to watch SpongeBob SquarePants, yesterday the little guy was obviously full of guilt towards Yuan Yao.

It is estimated that as long as Yuan Yao makes a request, he should still easily agree.

Yuan Yao got a little excited, but her face sank again when she thought of the slap she slapped on him last night.

Angry and distressed.

Even if Mu Yan asked him to return to China, but he came back silently, it was wrong.

But after the fight, that kind of distress, that kind of regret was torturing her every minute.

That kind of taste, in this world, perhaps only mothers can understand i.

Wen Muyan looked at Yuan Yao, stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, "I'll call the little guy over! I'll come back for breakfast later."

"OK."

Yuan Yao nodded, watching Wen Muyan stand up and walk towards the door.

"Mu Yan..."

Yuan Yao suddenly spoke, watching Wen Muyan turn around, Yuan Yao smiled, and a grateful smile appeared on her weak and pale face.

"Thank you for taking care of me last night."

Wen Muyan curled his lips gently.

"You're welcome."

Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment and looked at him subconsciously, but Wen Muyan had already turned around and walked out of the room.

Yuan Yao had a strange feeling in her heart, always feeling that Wen Muyan's recent behavior was very strange, and there was a clear difference from before, but she couldn't describe it.

He still cared about himself very much, still being gentle, caring, pampering, pampering with himself as before...

However, she still felt that she didn't know what was wrong!

Her gratitude to Wen Muyan almost became an instinct.

Wen Muyan never liked her to say thank you to him, but sometimes the word thank you best expresses her inner feelings.

As long as she said it once, Wen Muyan would help her "correct her mistakes" every time!

But this time, Wen Muyan accepted her thank you very strangely!

Is this really strange?

When Yuan Wenqian came in, he saw Yuan Yao frowning, lying flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling with two big eyes open, obviously not knowing what he was thinking.

And that look, Yuan Wenqian knew at a glance that his foolish mother had plunged herself into a dead end again, the kind that couldn't get out no matter how she walked.

"Ahem..."

Wen Muyan walked to the bed, but Yuan Yao still didn't notice, but could only cough lightly.

Yuan Yao returned to his senses, turned her head to look at the little guy standing in front of her, a moment of softness slipped in her beautiful eyes, and then her eyes became cold and sharp again.

"Yuan Wenqian..."

"I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have returned home without saying a word."

"anything else?"

Yuan Wenqian walked to the open space of the floor-to-ceiling windows, took a yoga ball that Yuan Yao used when doing yoga, put it beside Yuan Yao's bed, climbed onto the yoga ball, and sat quietly.

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