The cannon fodder husband and wife dressed as the president of a wealthy family

So simple..."

"Okay, okay, you are simple, you are simple." Xu Wen'an was successfully amused.

But indeed, with Mu Hengyuan's IQ, it seems that he can't do that kind of thing, Xu Wenan thought.

Mu Hengyuan hummed, and finally buried his head in Xu Wen'an's arms, enjoying Xu Wen'an's gentle treatment to his heart's content.

"An'an, I want to eat lemon."

Xu Wen'an ran over to fetch it for him.

"An'an, kiss me, it hurts me."

Xu Wen'an rolled his eyes, "Then you are in pain."

"It really hurts." Mu Hengyuan covered his face and looked at him.

"Okay, close your eyes." Xu Wen'an said.

Mu Hengyuan was instantly elated, and closed his eyes happily.

Xu Wen'an hugged Xing Xing, Xing Xing pouted and slapped Mu Hengyuan's face.

"Hey." Mu Hengyuan opened his eyes and pursed his lips into a smile.

Xu Wen'an: How stupid.

Mu Hengyuan lay on the sofa, sighed contentedly, and wondered if Chen Qingyu was his assist, as soon as he appeared, it would promote the development of his relationship with An An.

Come to think of it, he was pretty useful.

On the other side, Chen Qingyu, who was heartbroken by Mu Hengyuan, ran out of Xu Wen'an's house wiping away tears.

He ran back to his home and closed the bedroom door forcefully to vent his anger. The touch shocked Chen An who was drinking tea in the living room.

"What's wrong?" Chen An knocked on Chen Qingyu's door.

"Woo~ Leave me alone." Chen Qingyu's muffled voice came from the door.

Chen An touched his thinning hair, wondering if he went to have dinner with Xiao An?

Is this lost money?