"Okay, mother goes to bed first." Xia Changyue turned off the light and closed his eyes.

Knowing that Han Han was asleep next to her obediently, Xia Changyue quickly fell asleep with peace of mind.

"Xiao Yueyue?" After waiting for a while, the little guy next to him opened his mouth cautiously and tentatively shouted.

Without hearing Xia Changyue's answer, a Gulu got up from the bed.

The small body crawled to the end of the bed and slid down quickly.

Holding the bottle, he ran out of the living room again.

Find the phone from under the sofa and click on WeChat anxiously.

Still no reply...

Did the wild man fall asleep, or did he not see it?

King Hanhan is very upset!

After waiting in the living room for a long time, without waiting for Yan Chengchi's reply, the little guy was disappointed and returned to the bedroom with his mobile phone and climbed onto the bed again.

One night, I slept in a daze, awakened several times, and kept holding my phone and refused to let go.

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In the villa.

In the huge room, the icy atmosphere filled the luxurious space.

The night breeze was slightly cool, touching the window sill with a hint of coldness.

"Wow—"

The last sound of water in the bathroom stopped and the bathroom door opened quickly.

Yan Chengchi walked out with only a bath towel around his waist.

The angular face, the cold outline, the enchanting Zitong, under the light, shone with a magical light, as if it could be seductive at a glance.

The honey chest and strong abdominal muscles are full of power like Zeus.

The drops of water on his short hair fell along the tips of his hair, dripping on his abdominal muscles, and in a blink of an eye, it sank into the perfect mermaid line under his waist...

He took the towel, wiped his short hair twice at random, and walked to the bed.

His eyes fell on the furniture in the room that had all been changed, his evil eyes deepened slightly, and a dim light flashed across his eyes.

Obviously there was nothing in the room that belonged to her, staying here, but it could easily remind him of everything related to her.

Throwing the towel on the table casually, reached out and picked up the phone.

As soon as he swiped the screen, he saw the missed call above, his eyes were slightly startled.

When I clicked it, it was a strange phone number.

Two missed calls.

His gaze only glanced over, then he exited the interface.

Just about to put down the phone, the WeChat on the screen sounded a reminder.

He clicked on WeChat, saw the account of Xia Changyue in WeChat, was slightly taken aback.

For a moment, he thought it was his own illusion.

Leaving him, she should be doing well, how could she remember sending him WeChat.

He was dull for a few seconds before clicking on the two voices.

"I am Xiaoyueyue's favorite King Hanhan. Xiaoyueyue was bullied. King Hanhan is very unhappy and asks for support! The report is complete."

"I want you to help Xiao Yueyue."

The immature voice came from the phone, and Yan Chengchi shook suddenly.

It's a child's voice, and it seems to use a voice changer. The two voices are a little different, but they are equally childish.

King Hanhan...

Xiaoyueyue...

Yan Chengchi's pupil tightened, reflecting a gloomy light.

He remembered that her and An Chenxu's son was Han Han.

At the moment of a slight trance, there was another reminder to add a friend on the phone.

Even if there is no prompt to add friends, he can intuitively tell him that it is the child who claims to be the "king of Hanhan".

An Chenxu's son...

Why did he think of sending him WeChat? Does Xia Changyue know?

Or is it that she let the child send it?

What does she mean?

...

PS: Yaoyao is still writing, there will be updates before twelve o'clock.

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