Chapter 1662
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Yoo Yoo: "Poor Daddy, you're exiled just like that!"
Xiao Yichen: "Exiled just like that!"
Yoo Yoo: "How does it feel to be exiled to the borders?"
Xiao Yichen: "How does it feel?"
Yoo Yoo: "Does it feel sad and wronged?"
Xiao Yichen: "Does it feel wronged?"
Yoo Yoo: "Hehehe … Serves you right!"
Xiao Yichen: "Hehehe! Serves you right! "
…
The two little rascals sang the same tune and mocked him mercilessly. Mu Yazhe's face fell instantly.
"Are you tired of living?"
Mu Yazhe clenched his fists, making a few strange sounds.
"Or are you saying that you're so capable that you dare to make sarcastic remarks about Daddy?"
Xiao Yichen was afraid of his expression and gulped nervously. He recalled the suffering he had suffered at the hands of Mu Yazhe in the past. Thus, he admitted defeat and hid behind Yoo Yoo in fear.
However, Yoo Yoo didn't fall for this trick. She wasn't afraid of his threats and wasn't afraid of his expression at all. Since she had her mommy's support, she put her hands on her hips and looked at him smugly. "Daddy, it's very tasteless of you to threaten two seven-year-old children!"
Mu Yazhe: "…"
This sharp-tongued little rascal was unmoved by force or persuasion!
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Go back to your room and sleep!"
"Daddy, why are you so fierce?"
Yoo Yoo covered her mouth and snickered. She said mercilessly, "Hey, look, I was being kind and wanted to say that if you don't know how to make a blanket, I could be kind and help you make a blanket! But you're so fierce, I'm not going to help you! "
After she finished speaking, Yoo Yoo held Xiao Yichen's hand and swaggered back to their room. She closed the door with a bang.
Mu Yazhe clenched his fists.
This kid …
His ability to hit someone when they are down was not small.
There was a master bedroom on the second floor.
However, there was no blanket, only a mattress.
Mu Yazhe had no choice but to fend for himself. He rummaged through the cabinets and took out sheets, blankets, and a set of silk quilts. After tidying them up, he went to the bathroom, took a hot bath, and went to sleep!
There's a phrase called sleepless nights.
These words were vividly reflected.
Throughout the night, a certain man tossed and turned, but still could not fall asleep.
In the dark room, the man opened his eyes that were as cold as the moon and stared at the ceiling, but he felt inexplicably irritated.
Perhaps it was because he was used to having her by his side during the long nights. Without her by his side, it was easy for him to lose sleep.
During the two weeks that she was on set, whenever he couldn't sleep, he would get up, smoke a few cigarettes, read a few emails, and go through a few reports. He would only feel sleepy when he lay in bed at dawn.
And last night, with her by his side, he slept exceptionally peacefully.
Then, what about her?
Would she get used to not having him by her side?
Or would she fall asleep peacefully as usual?
He stretched out his arms a little dejectedly, propped himself up, and laid on his side. Yun Shishi's hazy sleeping face seemed to be reflected in his eyes.
He couldn't help but reach out to touch it, but it instantly disappeared into thin air.
He rubbed his forehead in frustration, feeling extremely frustrated.
The next morning, Yun Shishi had just finished washing up. When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Mu Yazhe sitting in the living room, smoking a cigarette and flipping through the newspaper.
He leaned against the sofa lazily. His neat black hair was slightly messed up by the morning breeze outside the window, covering his pair of deep eyes. As a result, she couldn't see his expression clearly.
She was stunned. "You're up so early?"
When Mu Yazhe heard her, he raised his head, put down the newspaper, and walked towards her.
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