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Yan Zhixu sat on a Chinese-style chair, brewed a cup of tea, sipped, and his eyes fell on the two in the living room.

The little brother sat on the sofa, took out his mobile phone to play games, lowered his head, and played with all his heart, without giving her a look.

There is another, sitting on the sofa, staring intently at his big TV screen.

The latest large-scale costume fairy drama "Sword Fairy" is also playing on it.

Very good, no one wants to talk to her.

Yan Zhixu put down the teacup, sighed, and said meaningfully, "It's been a long time since I came here, but I don't have the habit of living in my bachelor apartment."

The sound resounded in the living room.

The two of them stopped moving at the same time, as if someone had tapped acupuncture points and couldn't move.

Nan Wenshu put down the remote control.

"Daughter, you're finally home. Mom misses you so much."

"You don't know. During the time when you were not at home, I couldn't eat or sleep well, so I was afraid that you would be bullied outside!"

She said affectionately, her face was full of sadness, and she looked like a good mother who was worried about her children.

As he spoke, he wiped away the tears that didn't exist from the corners of his eyes and took a breath.

Yan Zhixu put one hand on the table and pierced her mercilessly, "Mom, if you really shed two tears, this will be more convincing."

Nan Wenshu: "…"

Very good, the skill of scolding people has returned to the past, and this cliff is her biological daughter.

She took out a tissue and wiped around her eyes, vigorously rubbing her nose red, looking like she was crying.

"Hey, Ash, you have to know that your mother always loves you."

Yan Jinxiu: "…"

Why does it feel so fake?

His finger on the game paused, and the game character was successfully killed.

Yan Zhixu pointed his index finger to the screen, a dim light flashed in his eyes, and quickly took out his mobile phone, "Oh? Who do you like more, Rong Cheng and I?"

"That must be Rong Cheng. The daughter can have another one, but Rong Cheng has only one, and he has to fight with so many fans. He is a real rare item."

Nan Wenshu pursed her lips, what she said was called a righteous one.

She threw the tissue in the trash can and turned to continue watching TV.

Yan Zhixu grinned and smiled.

She shook the phone in her hand, "Mom, I'll tell Dad that you want to have a little sister."

Hearing this, Nan Wenshu was dumbfounded, and even the "Sword Immortal", which had a small climax in front of her, was not fragrant.

Her husband is very careful. If she hears what she said, she may have continuous back pain for a while, and she will not be able to get up from bed.

Nan Wenshu folded her hands together, sniffed pitifully, and had to soften her voice, "Axu, baby girl, my sweetheart, can you not tell your dad this?"

As he spoke, he stared at Yan Zhixu with big watery eyes, trying to win sympathy.

Yan Zhixu wasn't affected at all, and he didn't mean to pity Xiangxiyu at all.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Nan, the words just now have been sent to Dad's mobile phone."

The ruthless voice fell in Nan Wenshu's ears, and it was like a thunderclap in an instant.

She hugged the pillow and rubbed against it, leaning on the sofa with no love.

"Mom, I'm all thinking about your "happy" life."

"Trust your ghost, I don't know you yet? Full of bad water, stay away."

Nan Wenshu's mouth was coquettish, but there was no trace of anger in her eyes, instead she was warm.

"…"

The corners of Yan Jinxiu's mouth deepened a lot, and the movements of controlling the game became faster and faster, and he easily won the game.