Chapter 472 Have You Touched Enough?

The bedroom was quiet for about an hour, Song Lianhe closed her eyes and patted in the direction of Mu Wanyu lying on her stomach, and said sleepily, "Wan... what time is it?"

As soon as the voice fell, no one in the room responded to her for a long time.

So, Song Lianhe turned over, stretched out her hand and touched it forward, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, it was so hard!

Why is Wan Yu's body feeling so bad?
Is it comfortable to hold my son at night?
Isn't a girl's body supposed to be soft?

"Have you touched enough?"

A man's deep voice came from above his head. Song Lianhe realized that something was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the man lying beside him, with a surprised expression: "How did you get in here!"

Hearing this, Gu Tingyuan pointed to the window that Mu Wanyu opened before leaving, and replied calmly: "I climbed in through the window."

"Why didn't you fall to death?"

Gu Tingyuan stared at her, touched her face without trace, and rubbed it lightly: "Fall to death, what do you do?"

He stroked again and again, and Song Lianche's hair exploded all over his body with such light force.

He rubbed it, and Song Lianjiao's head backed up, tilted her head slightly, knocked off his hand with a snap, got up and sat up from the bed: "It must be Mu Wanyu, the one who let you in is Mu Wanyu." no!"

When Mu Wanyu was eating breakfast in the living room, when she heard Song Lianhe's stern roar, she subconsciously grabbed Gu Yichen's arm, and looked at him in horror: "What should I do, Mom thought I opened the door for Dad, and it's all your fault, why? Let me take the blame for you."

"Mu Wanyu, SMS, how did you know about it?" Gu Yichen was reminding her of what happened last night.

Hearing this, Mu Wanyu's hand movements paused, she was at a loss for words, and squeezed his arm: "You...you put Dad in, what's the point of me calling Aunt Lin, why should I recite my words?" big."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yichen pressed her into his arms.

The living room was quiet, Mu Wanyu pressed against his chest, listening intently to the movement in the room.

At this moment, Song Lianhe's voice was heard from the room: "That was born to me! Why is my son now yours!"

Mu Wanyu raised her head and glanced at Gu Yichen, only to hear Song Lianche shouting: "His face has been exhausted with me, Gu Tingyuan, stop talking to me about your son, and sign your divorce agreement!"

Hearing this, Mu Wanyu rubbed against his chest: "Hey, your dad seems to be talking about you!"

Gu Yichen looked down at her: "My dad?"

"Our dad." Mu Wanyu changed her tune.

As soon as the words fell, the door of the bedroom opened, and Gu Tingyuan was directly pushed out from inside.

Song Lianche looked down at the two people on the sofa, and asked coldly, "Who opened the door."

Sitting beside Gu Yichen, Mu Wanyu raised her head to look at Song Lianxiang, and very generously took this matter to herself: "Mom, it was me...I opened the window."

After a pause, Mu Wanyu added: "I really just want to ventilate you."

"This is the eleventh floor. Is it because your imagination is too good, or do you think there is something wrong with my mind?"

Mu Wanyu couldn't stand Song Lianhe's aggressive question for a while, and reminded: "Mom, I have been sleeping next to you..."

Hearing this, Song Lianhe glanced at Gu Yichen with sharp eyes, picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it towards him.

Sitting next to Gu Yichen, Mu Wanyu was in the same position, and only then did she suddenly understand how fast his reaction was.

 I used my brain too much yesterday, and I will update the next eight chapters at night. ()
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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