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Mu An'an just watched the man next to him, and made Zongzheng Chengyun speechless with a few words, then hung up the phone slowly, and put the phone on the table.
Looking sideways at Mu Anan, "Don't worry, just do what you want."
"How did you get in?" Mu Anan asked directly.
"Come in through the door."
"Is there no one downstairs?" Mu Anan turned to look at the door, "Where's Cheng Yaoren?"
"I didn't close the door when I took out the trash, so I went straight in."
Mu Anan frowned, obviously not believing Zong Zhengyu's words.
Most likely Cheng Yao let people in.
From the very beginning Mu An'an knew Cheng Yao, that is when Cheng Yao approached Xiao Jiu, and wanted to reach a cooperation with Zong Zhengyu through Xiao Jiu.
So if Zongzheng Yu stood at the door, Cheng Yao would definitely let Zongzheng Yu in.
"If you don't live here with Cheng Yao, you can live in a small villa."
Just as Mu An'an was thinking about this, Zong Zhengyu had already spoken.
Mu Anan frowned.
It is basically impossible to live in a small villa.
"Ning Xiuyuan has targeted you very much recently. When there is no one around you, he will find an opportunity to attack. You only have the choice of being in Cheng Yao or in the small villa." Zong Zhengyu said.
And Mu An'an understands the truth of Qi Ye's words.
This is the capital, not Jiangcheng.
In Jiangcheng, she has the best protection on the street of the garage.
But in the capital, Mu An'an is now being watched by Ning Xiuyuan, so he can't be alone.
Mu An'an has always been a very vigilant person. She never causes trouble for herself because of her emotions or emotional problems.
Living with Cheng Yao, at least Cheng Yao can protect Mu An'an.
"What's the matter, Seventh Master?"
Mu Anan didn't want to talk about this topic, so he changed the subject directly, "If there's nothing else, please leave, men and women are different, this is my room after all."
"Things, it can be counted as yes or no."
Zong Zhengyu leaned on the table casually, leaning slightly to look at Mu An'an.
In the recent period of tossing, the child has lost a lot of weight.
In the past, Mu An'an's face was always a little fleshy, and it looked sensual, soft and cute.
But in the past two days, the thin face has become smaller.
It hurts to watch.
"Follow me." Zong Zhengyu stood up, grabbed Mu An'an's wrist, and wanted to take him away.
Mu Anan originally wanted to escape, but failed, so he simply stood there and refused to leave.
Zong Zhengyu didn't say much, turned back, and directly hugged Mu An'an by the waist.
This kind of action was so sudden that Mu Anan opened his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"Take you to dinner."
"Put me down."
"I won't let it go, I'll let it go after I go out."
"Zongzheng Yu!"
Mu Anan shouted his first and last names, obviously angry, and began to struggle in Zongzheng Yu's arms.
But this man has been exercising all year round, and his arms are amazing. With Mu An'an's small body, it doesn't take any effort at all.
?Holding Mu An'an horizontally struggled too much, Zong Zhengyu simply put him upright, and carried Mu An'an downstairs like a child in normal times.
The living room on the first floor was quiet at this time, and there was no sign of Cheng Yao.
Usually, if Cheng Yao brought his girls back to play all night, he would lazily slump on the sofa the next day, some of them watching TV.
But today the state completely disappeared.
Zong Zhengyu brought Mu An'an into the kitchen, and then put him down.
Mu An'an looked angry, "Zong Zhengyu, don't disrespect people!"
She wanted to leave, but Qiye had already closed the kitchen door and locked it by the way, shaking the key in his hand, "Cook a meal with me."
"No time!"
Mu Anan refused and simply wanted to get the key, but Zong Zhengyu raised his hand directly, and Mu Anan couldn't get the key by jumping up.
She didn't move at all, and just looked at Zong Zhengyu, "What do you want to do?"
"Chase you."
"If you chase after it like this, you will never be able to catch it in your life."
"Not too strong" Zong Zhengyu suddenly bent down and brought his face closer to Mu An'an while responding, and raised the corners of his lips, "You can run."
With such a sudden approach, Mu Anan's mind went blank for a moment.
Zongzhengyu?Not getting too close, it seemed that they just casually met each other's eyes, then put away the keys, walked to the stove and started to work.
Mu An'an still stood where he was, blinked, and then fiddled with his long hair to adjust his emotions.
It is very difficult for a normal person to have the resistance to such a sudden close approach.
When Mu Anan turned around, Zong Zhengyu was already busy looking for things in the kitchen, holding a spatula in his right hand, and took the apron from the top with his left hand and put it on himself.
He stepped back in front of Mu Anan.
"What are you doing?" Mu Anan frowned.
Zongzheng Yu looked sideways, "Help me fasten it."
"No time."
Mu Anan refused unequivocally, turned around and leaned against the door.
She tried to open the door, but it was locked.
I just don't understand Cheng Yao, he's so good, he doesn't know what to do with a lock on the kitchen side.
Mu An'an was a little irritable, and didn't want to stay in the same space with Zong Zhengyu like this.
Zong Zhengyu, who failed to request to tie the apron belt, just shrugged and continued to work.
Just because the apron strap couldn't be fastened all the time, the bag of the apron kept slipping off Zongzhengyu's arm, making it inconvenient and even troublesome for him to do things.
Mu Anan watched from the side, unable to take it anymore.
When walking forward, he directly grabbed the straps on both sides of Zongzheng Yu's apron and pulled it back, letting him stand in front of him.
Mu Anan bowed his head and tied the apron on Zongzheng Yu.
Zongzheng Yu held the spatula in both hands, and from the glass mirror in front, he watched Mu An'an bow his head and reluctantly put on an apron for Zongzheng Yu.
Zongzheng Yu had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, it was expected that Mu An'an would not be able to bear to tie her an apron.
Mu An'an is a little obsessive-compulsive.
It's just that there is no serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, and Mu An'an can bear to align things and make them complete.
But that is to endure a little bit.
Like Zong Zhengyu, the apron strap slipped off again and again and got stuck on his arm. Mu An'an would be fine at first glance, but after the second and third glance, he couldn't tell at all.
Mu An'an quickly finished the Zongzheng royal tie, backed up, and leaned against the door again.
Don't speak, and don't go to see Zong Zhengyu.
Qi Ye looked for a topic, "Do you want tomato mushroom soup or egg drop soup?"
"I don't want to drink."
"Egg drop soup, you don't like tomatoes very much." Zong Zhengyu simply ignored Mu An'an's reluctance.
Mu Anan laughed angrily, looked at Zong Zhengyu who was busy again, and couldn't help saying, "Why didn't I realize that you are so thick-skinned before?"
How can you be so shameless?
The former Seventh Master was a very dignified, gentle and domineering man in Mu An'an, full of dignity and pride.
Why is it like this now
Dead-skinned?
Facing Mu An'an's doubts, Qi Ye slowly stirred the ingredients in the pot, looked back at Mu An'an, and dropped a sentence that almost pissed Mu An'an to death (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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