After hearing the other party's prompt tone to answer the phone, Nangong Ya became excited and could still make a call.

She always thought that Mr. Jiangnan had returned to them and that she had no value and Wuming would definitely not be willing to answer her phone number.

But after thinking for so long and lying for so long, I finally called the phone when my consciousness was not clear enough in the morning.

Maybe when I wake up, the result will be the same as last night. I don’t dare to, and I really don’t dare to hit me.

On the one hand, she was afraid that she would hear the prompt tone that refused to score, and on the other hand, she was afraid that even if she scored, Wuming would refuse to listen.

Now, not only did she get in, but Wuming also gets in, and she wakes up suddenly.

After only half a second of shock, Nangong Ya immediately reacted and said softly: "No, Wuming."

In fact, Wuming didn't think about anything. If she didn't call him, he had forgotten this person.

He could not remember to block her number, as he had no such thing in his mind.

"Say." Wuming's cold voice sounded.

Although it was just a cold word, it was what he said to her, and in her heart, it was as sweet as honey.

"Wu Ming, no, nothing, I just want to ask about my sister."

"How could I know?" Wuming was a little impatient and called in early in the morning to ask what the meaning of such a question was.

"Wu Ming, don't be angry, I, I just..."

"I'm going to hang up if it's okay."

"Yes, no, no, can you let Qiqi listen to the phone?"

"Qiqi hasn't gotten up yet."

"Dou..." Wuming snorted coldly and pressed the end button.

It happened that Qiqi and Chu Xuan came out and saw this scene.

A very familiar scene. When I saw Wuming hanging up the phone angrily, it was not for Nangong Ya.

Chu Xuanchi and Qiqi nodded, turned around and went out.

"Wu Ming, who is it?" Qiqi walked over with Chenchen in his arms and said in a low voice.

Wuming looked at her, his eyes flashed a little, and he directly pulled his gaze to Chu Muchen in her arms.

He just smiled and said nothing, and quickly walked up to him.

"Chenchen, do you miss Daddy the hero when you get up so early today?"

Wuming walked over and reached out to hug him, but he still didn't dare to meet Qiqi's gaze.

The woman's affairs are their own. Since Prince Nan has returned, he doesn't want her to disturb Qiqi's life anymore.

"Chenchen beloved, the hero's father hugs."

He gently hugged the child from her hand, fearing that it would scare him if it made a little noise.

But his movements were still as unfamiliar and stiff as Chu Muchen was still a little reluctant at first.

He twisted his body gently and shouted out "Um...um..."

"Chenchen, don't cry, don't cry."

While he was talking, he learned Qiqi's movements and gently patted him with his hands.

"Chenchen, don't cry. My sister said she likes Daddy the hero the most and laughs. You like it too, right?"

Wuming began to raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and a stiff smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, Chu Muchen didn't take his tricks. After he made a few smiles, he seemed to be increasingly reluctant.

His little body twisted even harder, and he wasn't crying yet.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Wuming looked at him and finally burst out laughing, no longer a false smile.

It’s not that he is unhappy, but he really doesn’t know how to tease a child, but he can’t give up.

"Hehe... Chenchen laughs, Chenchen, laughs."

This is the first time Qiqi has seen such an unknown person.

How could she have thought that for Chenchen, the ruthless and unnamed hero who was usually in the eyes of others became so loving in an instant?

He was still working hard to make Chenchen fall in love with him, like him and love him like his sister.

They are a family, and he doesn't want to be special or rejected, so he has to work harder.

Now Chu Muchen has become familiar with the aura of Mu Chu and Chu Xuanchi, and he can basically accept their embraces.

But for some reason, he was not very happy every time Wuming wanted to hug him.

Over time, when those two guys were there, they would always dominate Chenchen, and Wuming had no chance to get close to him.

Looking at the little man in his arms, Wuming had forgotten what happened just now.

He was still working hard, and the little guy seemed to be defeated by his efforts this time.

He slowly stopped twisting his body and stared at the person in front of him with his round eyes.

Wuming was moved by his current actions. He didn't cry or make a fuss. Isn't it equivalent to accepting him?

He continued to raise the smile that made him no longer resist and looked at him with pity.

This little guy should have seen clearly now, and he looked back at him roundly. He was so cute.

The most important thing is that now he stops crying, and he really stops making trouble.

"Chen Chen beloved, the hero's father hugs, Chen Chen beloved..."

Seeing his intoxicated look, Qiqi couldn't bother him anymore.

She took two steps forward, approached them, reached out to take his cell phone out of his pants pocket.

Thinking of his expression just now and his flashing eyes later, Qiqi guessed that the phone call just now must have been called by Nangong Ya.

Wuming didn’t know what Qiqi wanted to do. Since she wanted to take it, let her take it.

He hugged Chu Muchen and walked out outside. Chenchen was in a good mood today and was happy to get close to him. Nothing else mattered.

He wants to take him out to bask in the sun and get some breath...

...

...In front of a small wooden house in a coastal town, a gray-haired old man sat on a purely handmade bench.

He looked at the sea without a moment, and his godless eyes seemed to be unable to find any focal length.

No one knew what he was thinking now, and it seemed that even he himself knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Just looking at such a situation in such a society will make people feel desolate.

He sat there motionlessly, like a sculpture, and sat for an afternoon for a long time.

The sun rose and set, and it rose and set. He had forgotten what year and day it was now, and he didn't know how many days he had lived in this place.

As the sun sets, the sun will soon disappear from the sea level, and the huge sunset dyes the sea surface red.

There are almost no waves in the sea at this time, and in this place far away from the big city, the sea water is also clear.

At the place where the water and sky meet, you will occasionally see a steamer passing by.

The scenery at this moment is as beautiful as poetry and painting, just like a fairyland.

Even in the face of such a beautiful scene, there was no trace of turmoil in his eyes.
Chapter completed!