Chapter 1386
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Hearing Mu Lianfeng's sigh, Zhao Yun 'er began to reflect on herself. Was she too independent and strong that she had hurt Mu Lianfeng's pride as a man?
Thinking about it, this was a possibility.
Not to mention ancient times, even in the 21st century, if a woman was too strong and did not rely on a man for anything, a man would also feel frustrated.
Occasionally acting coquettishly and asking a man to do something would make him feel that he had value in his existence and would not feel frustrated.
After Zhao Yun 'er thought of this, she smiled and said, "Alright then, I'll rest for a while. Can you fan me? The weather is too hot, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep! "
Mu Lianfeng's lips curled into a faint smile. "Yun 'er, of course I can!"
"Okay, then I'll sleep for a while!"
"Okay!"
Zhao Yun 'er lay on the bed and Mu Lianfeng waited on her. He held the fan and the cool wind was very comfortable.
Zhao Yun 'er felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. After a while, she fell into a half-asleep state.
In a daze, she suddenly felt that her lips were covered by something cool.
She originally wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on. Then she immediately realized that this cool thing should be Mu Lianfeng's lips.
This guy, he actually kissed her when she was not paying attention.
If she opened her eyes at this moment, she was afraid that both of them would be very embarrassed. She might as well not open her eyes and pretend that she did not know.
So what if he kissed her. It was not like he had not kissed her before.
Although she thought this in her heart, Zhao Yun 'er could not help but blush.
Feeling Zhao Yun 'er's burning face, Mu Lianfeng still thought that Zhao Yun' er was like this because she was too hot, so he increased the strength of his hand. An even cooler wind came from the fan.
Zhao Yun 'er was very comfortable with the cool wind. Very quickly, she fell asleep again.
After sleeping for about ten minutes, she heard a child crying in the courtyard.
It was Doudou's.
Zhao Yun'er woke up at once.
Mu Lianfeng had already walked out of the house.
"Doudou, what's wrong?" Mu Lianfeng gently asked Doudou.
Doudou looked at Mu Lianfeng with an aggrieved expression. His eyes were as big as beans, which made one's heart ache.
"Daddy!" Doudou threw himself into Mu Lianfeng's arms.
Mu Lianfeng's expression became more serious as he felt the soft body behind his words.
Zhao Yun'er also came out. Seeing Doudou's aggrieved look, she asked, "Doudou, what's wrong? If there's anything, just tell Mother and Father. If anyone bullies you, Mother will help you beat them up! "
Doudou sniffled. There was still snot on his nose.
Mu Lianfeng didn't mind. Even though he was wearing luxurious clothes, he used his sleeve to wipe Doudou's nose. Then, he coaxed gently, "Alright, Doudou, don't cry, okay?"
"Okay!"
"Doudou, can you tell us what happened now?"
Doudou choked with sobs, then said to Mu Lianfeng and Zhao Yun'er, "Mother, Father, the sour plum soup was stolen by Iron Hammer!"
The Iron Hammer that Doudou mentioned was the precious grandson of Zhao Yun'er's eldest grandmother, Mrs. Hu. Zhao Baojun and Mrs. Hu lived with their eldest son, and Iron Hammer was their eldest son's only son. It wasn't easy for them to give birth to this precious son. He was only seven years old this year.
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