Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

After washing up and going to bed at night, An Nansheng flipped through his cell phone.

Mu Fucheng still didn't respond.

Because of the time difference, she didn't pay much attention to it in the afternoon, thinking that Mu Fucheng might be sleeping, but he should be awake at this time.

Feeling a little uneasy, An Nansheng took out his cell phone and called directly.

Sure enough, no one answered the phone.

She called Chen Zheng again, but still no one answered.

An Nansheng didn't sleep well at night. He was in a trance and seemed to have dreamed about his deceased father.

An Nansheng seldom dreams of her father. Even if she does, it is a beautiful dream that makes her immersed in fatherly love and she doesn't want to wake up.

Although I couldn’t see clearly what I had in my dream last night, it was very depressing, as if I was about to be drowned in endless darkness, making it hard to breathe.

When An Nansheng woke up, he was sweating and his eyes were full of fear.

It was still dark outside the window, and a full moon was hanging high above the treetops, shedding its bright light.

An Nansheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.

She answered immediately.

"Hey?"

"It's me." Mu Fucheng's voice sounded a little tense. "I just saw the message. Did it disturb your sleep?"

As long as he's fine.

An Nansheng leaned on the pillow: "Just woke up, are you okay?"

He hasn't replied to messages or answered calls for such a long time. If he said nothing was wrong, even a fool wouldn't believe it, let alone his little girl.

"We encountered an accident, but it's been handled. Don't worry." Mu Fucheng's voice was much lighter: "Are you scared?"

"I'm not scared, just a little worried."

Mu Fucheng felt warm in his heart when he heard that the little girl said she was worried about him.

"I'll send the video." After saying that, he hung up the phone, and then the video request came in.

An Nansheng was still wearing a suspender nightgown, and the video was vivid and lively when it was connected.

Mu Fucheng's eyes darkened.

Because of her pregnancy, An Nansheng now has a little baby fat on her face.

The bust has grown a bit, and he could hardly hold it with one hand last time.

She had just been sweating, and a strand of hair stuck to her fair and flawless cheek, just like the wild sexiness she felt every time he loved her deeply.

Mu Fucheng's stomach tightened when he saw this.

"Today..." Mu Fucheng's throat tightened, "Are the babies good?"

An Nansheng: "Good boy, he moved around a lot when he was basking in the sun. I guess he has a playful nature."

Mu Fucheng: "I asked someone to send some things, they should be arriving soon."

An Nansheng: "We have everything we need at home, so don't buy anything."

Mu Fucheng raised his eyebrows: "Nothing missing?"

An Nansheng understood immediately: "I need you."

Mu Fucheng felt a little empty in his heart.

This little girl speaks sweet words in a serious and unpredictable manner, it's so annoying.

An Nansheng had no idea that she was a master of flirting, nor did she know how to fall in love. She basically just said whatever she thought.

In front of Mu Fucheng, she unconsciously became unrestrained.

"I will definitely come back." Mu Fucheng said.

After putting away the phone, Mu Fucheng's face instantly darkened again.

Chen Zheng, who was standing by, bandaged the wound on his arm with skillful techniques, and said with a grim expression:

"Master, if you rush in like this again, I will tell the young lady."

Mu Fucheng put on his shirt, not caring much about his injury:

"A little injury."

"What's going on with the Lou family?"

Chen Zheng: "Mr. and Mrs. Lou are gone, and the whereabouts of the two brothers are unknown."

Mu Fucheng's expression turned even worse:

"Send someone to look for them. We must find them as soon as possible."