Cute baby strikes: Daddy let go of my mommy

Chapter 584 Seeing Han Zhixin Again

Just based on the size of Murona Manor, it is simply overwhelming. The tree-lined path, surrounded by tea flowers, is also unforgettable at a glance.

After walking into the villa, Qing Anyou began to adjust the exact locations of Han Zhixin and Mu Luo.

Pan Zimu went to take a bath first.

Han Ling grinds coffee, pours a cup and puts it beside Qing Anyou, waiting quietly.

Qing Anyou tapped the keyboard quickly with both hands, and stopped quickly. Han Ling quickly asked, "How is it? Did you find it somewhere?"

"It's not outside." Qing Anyou shrugged, and his face was a bit troubled.

Han Ling blinked, what do you mean?
Qing Anyou stood up, "It's almost night now, Lingling should go and prepare dinner first."

Han Ling was suspicious, her eyes flickered, and she was a bit inquiring, "Are the little brother and Mu Luo in the courtyard? They didn't go out at all!"

Qing Anyou nodded slowly, "It should be, but they have indeed gone out now."

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know, I should go shopping." Qing Anyou poked Han Ling's face, "We went to find your little brother after we had dinner."

Han Ling's face suddenly brightened, although she was upset by Mu Luo's slap, but thinking about seeing her little brother, she nodded impatiently, "Okay, okay."

The little girl is very happy to cook.

Qing Anyou hit a stretch, opened his luggage, took out a pack of cigarettes, tore it open, and lit one.

To be honest, since I started smoking, my addiction to smoking has really increased a lot.

When Pan Zimu came out of the shower, water was still dripping from his hair, he saw Qing Anyou sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and coffee.

"An You, choose one." Pan Zimu frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

Qing'an Youfeng smiled lightly, looking at the coffee and the cigarette, and finally handed the cigarette to Pan Zimu, "It's not good to waste it, you should smoke it."

"Okay." Pan Zimu was not polite, in fact, he also smoked, only occasionally.

When Han Ling came out of making noodles with fried sauce, she saw Qing Anyou and Pan Zimu looking lazy.

"The noodles are ready, eat them quickly."

In fact, the noodles made by Han Ling are delicious, but a bit salty.

The little girl took the chili sauce and poured it all the way into the noodles, it looked bright red.

Qing Anyou raised her eyebrows, "It's salty and spicy, Lingling, you should eat something light."

Han Ling picked up a piece of noodles, slurped them, and smiled. In fact, Han Ling was not talented, and this smile was full of youth.

"Sister An You, try it too. It's bland and not delicious. You have to eat noodles with big mouthfuls. Add more chili, it's delicious!" Han Ling picked up a lot of noodles with chopsticks this time, and stuffed them into her mouth in one bite. .

The noodles are super spicy, and my tongue still hurts from the spicy food, and I am sweating profusely.

Qing Anyou shook his head quickly, "Let's forget it, I had gastritis once before." At that time, the gastritis was painful enough to die.

Han Ling pursed her lips, ate a bowl of noodles, and then another large bowl before she was full.

Touching her slightly bulging stomach, Han Ling was in high spirits, "Sister An You, big brother, let's go and find little brother now, shall we?"

Qing An nodded, "Okay."

Pan Zimu glanced at Han Ling and Qing Anyou, "After a full meal, strenuous exercise is not good for the stomach."

"Then let's walk over and treat it as a walk after dinner." Han Ling tilted her head and said with a smile.

Qing Anyou patted Pan Zimu's shoulder, "Just do what Lingling said, and consider it a walk."

While walking, while walking past.

Pan Zimu had no choice but to let Han Ling and Qing Anyou.

The three of them were walking on the street. The villa Han Ling bought was not far from Muluo Villa. It took about half an hour for them to walk, and five or ten minutes for ordinary people.

Seeing the gate of the manor getting closer and closer, Pan Zimu was inexplicably dazed for a while.

Xiaoxin is inside!

At this time, the weather was already dark. At 07:30 in the evening, there was a little wind blowing, and the wind was very warm. The weather was getting warmer, and the branches of all things began to recover, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

There were several guards walking up and down at the gate of the manor.

Han Ling had already scouted out the best location here, and took Pan Zimu and Qing Anyou directly to the back door.

You can go inside by stepping over the wall about two meters high.

Qing Anyou squinted at Han Ling, "So you are optimistic."

"That's necessary." Han Ling wiped her nose, quite excited. She hasn't seen her little brother for a long time, and to be honest, she really misses him.

He took a few steps back, and suddenly ran towards the fence with a run-up.

She stepped lightly on the wall a few steps, jumped lightly and stood on it. Looking outside the wall, she saw two figures flashing past her eyes.

"Lingling, what are you looking at, come down quickly."

Turning her head, Han Ling saw Qing Anyou and Pan Zimu standing under the wall, smiled slightly, and jumped down.

"Sister An You, Big Brother Pan is really good at it."

"It's only two meters, you don't have to compliment me like that." Qing Anyou smiled calmly.

To be honest, there are a few guards at the door, and the other servants are in the main courtyard.

Mu Luo doesn't like being monitored very much, and there are not many people arranged at his home.

Han Ling turned her head and asked Qing Anyou, "Sister Anyou, shall we go inside the house now?"

Qing Anyou shook his head, "You don't need to go inside, Mu Luo and Xiaoxin haven't come back yet."

"Are we here early?" Pan Zimu asked from behind.

Qing Anyou hummed, and took out her mobile phone. She had already dispatched Mu Luo to drive the car, "They just arrived at the door now, let's go to the front yard."

Here is the back door, go to the front yard.Definitely meet Mu Luo.

Han Ling nodded and led the way.

There are not many guards here, but the cameras are among the best.

Qing Anyou and Pan Zimu are both first-class masters, and Han Ling followed them very smoothly.

As soon as he walked to the front yard, he heard a familiar voice.

"Muro, don't! Don't do it here."

Pan Zimu was taken aback when he heard the voice, and there was a little ripple.

Qing Anyou looked sideways, and saw a hammock in the middle of the garden, above the flowers, with soft lamps hanging at the four corners of the bed.

There were two people on the bed, one on top of the other, and from her line of sight, she couldn't see what the two looked like at this moment.

However, that familiar voice belonged to Han Zhixin.

As soon as Han Ling heard it, she ran out, "Damn it, Mu Luo, let go of my little brother!"

The angry voice interrupted Pan Zimu and Qing Anyou, bringing them back to their senses.

Now ran over.

Mu Luo and Han Zhixin naturally heard it too. Mu Luo turned his head to look, and saw Han Ling rushing over. His eyes were slightly surprised. He obviously didn't expect Han Ling to be here, but seeing the two people behind Han Ling, there was a little sarcasm. It doesn't look too surprising.

Mu Luo stood in front of Han Zhixin, received a punch, and looked at Han Ling indifferently, "What are you doing?"

Han Ling's fist was wrapped in Mu Luo's palm, and she felt that her hand was about to be crushed, so she smiled angrily, "Despicable!"

"You don't need to be above board." Mu Luo smiled coldly.

Qing Anyou and Pan Zimu also came over, Qing Anyou frowned, "Muluo, let Lingling go!"

"You shouldn't be here!" Mu Luo swung Han Ling's fist away.

Pan Zimu looked directly at Han Zhixin, but found that Han Zhixin looked at him curiously, as if he didn't know him, "Muluo, who are these people? Are they your enemies?"

Curiosity, suspicion, and a little bit of ridicule.

Pan Zimu's heart sank, as expected.Han Ling's face suddenly changed, "Little brother, you must be joking! I am Han Ling, and I am your sister."

"Sister?" Han Zhixin raised his narrow phoenix eyes, stood up, lay on Mu Luo's back, looked at the three people opposite him curiously, and tilted his head, "Muluo, is she my sister?"

Han Ling couldn't believe it, "Little brother, how could I not be your sister!"

"She's not!" Mu Luo twitched slightly, mocking.

Han Ling gritted her teeth, and suddenly shouted, "Muluo, don't talk nonsense, why am I not! Who dares to say no, little brother, I am Han Ling, I am Lingling!" He was so angry that he stomped his feet, what the hell is going on? One thing, "Muluo, what did you do to my little brother!"

Mu Luo snorted, and said coldly, "How could I do anything to Xiaoxin."

Han Zhixin looked at Han Ling who looked sad, and wondered if this little girl was his sister, otherwise why would he be so sad?But Mu Luo would not lie to him.

Really at this moment, I saw a light-hearted woman standing in front of him and Mu Luo, slowly stretched out her hand, touched his face, with a gentle smile, "Han Zhixin, my name is Qing Anyou, are you still waiting?" Do you remember him? He is Brother Pan, Pan Zimu, the most powerful person among us."

Han Zhixin looked at Qing Anyou's fingers, and bumped into the man's eyes. There was no warmth, but they were pitch-black but extraordinarily clear. His eyes seemed to be able to speak, and his heart trembled suddenly, "Second brother..." I just felt something What just touched the heartstrings, only felt a burst of coolness on the face.

Han Ling's face suddenly brightened, and Mu Luo quickly punched him, "Qing Anyou, let me go of Xiaoxin!"

Qing Anyou was already prepared, stepped back a few steps, and dodged the punch.

Still with a smile on his face, "Xiaoxin, do you remember anything?"

Han Zhixin reached out to touch his face, curious why he was crying?Why do you feel uncomfortable and depressed?What's going on here?
This person, no, these three people are really familiar, they seem to have known each other, did they know each other?

Mu Luo clenched his fist tightly and hugged Han Zhixin, "Xiaoxin, they are just strangers, I will take you to the house and kick them out!"

"No!" Han Zhixin refused without even thinking about it.

Mu Luo was taken aback for a moment, his face was gloomy and somewhat displeased.

Han Zhixin hugged Mu Luo's neck with both hands, looked at Pan Zimu, "Second Brother Pan?"

"En." Pan Zimu responded softly, feeling a bit depressed for some reason.

Han Zhixin's eyes were sore and red, and there was a voice in his heart, saying everything...

(End of this chapter)