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669: Will you rob him with me?(1/2)

"Qiu Cheng?"

"I'm here, I'm listening!"

Qiu Cheng quickly responded, "Please let me slowly, slowly. So, is the little guy who came to look for you really your son?"

"Yes, he is five years old. Is he very cute? He looks like me."

“…”

It’s so good that after having a son, the word “cute” is always the same as the three sentences.

"So, he is the master's wife and your son?"

"right."

"I said! Why are you so similar to you? Congratulations! Teacher, I'll have a child early and I'll be happy."

Gu Yunyan was quite proud, "You are not young anymore, it's time to work hard."

Qiu Cheng was speechless.

"Teacher, thank you! I am only in my early twenties and I am not even at my legal age yet, so I won't have to worry about you for the time being."

"I don't have time to worry about your affairs, so I just show it off. I just want to tell you from the side that it's great to have a wife and a child."

"…Master's wife promised to marry you?"

"Okay, but it's almost done."

"Then you should worry about your own affairs first!"

"Okay, don't forget to have a late night snack."

Gu Yunyan hung up the phone.

After showing off and getting full of hatred, Gu Yunyan felt that he felt much more comfortable all over.

He turned on the radio in the car and hummed happily with the songs inside.

"son……"

He murmured to himself.

I really didn't expect it!

I actually have such a big son!

This feeling is novel and wonderful.

In short, the mixed feelings in my heart are completely indescribable in just one or two sentences.

Gu Yunyan's fingers tapped the steering wheel rhythmically. After thinking about it, he called Mu Zishan.

After the phone rang a few times, Mu Zishan hung up.

After a while, a message came from my phone, "I'm in class, I'll reply to you later."

Gu Yunyan did not continue to chase the phone.

He drove the car and returned to the rental house, thinking that it must be imminent to buy a house by himself.

In the future, I can’t let my son live in a rental house with him!

As soon as Gu Yunyan entered the house, his cell phone rang.

The phone number was returned by Mu Zishan.

"I'm sorry, I was in class just now and couldn't listen to the phone. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with me?"

"have."

Gu Yunyan nodded and thought, "There is really a big deal. When will you finish class? Let's meet and talk, I'll pick you up."

"I'll finish class after one more class. You don't need to pick me up. I'll take a taxi by myself later!"

"Okay, then I'll go buy vegetables, I'll wait for you at home, and I'll cook today."

Mu Zishan was a little surprised, "Okay."

The two of them chatted for a few more times and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Zishan was thinking about what the big thing Gu Yunyan was talking about.

Thinking about it all, the biggest thing is nothing more than buying a house, right?

Mu Zishan was not at ease and called her mother to care about her son's class issues. She confirmed that the boy was in class peacefully in the cram school, and then hung up the phone.

Li Yanran was afraid that she would miss her son, so she took a few more photos of her and sent them over.

In the photo, Xiaobai was lying on the table, painting seriously and focusedly. Even his grandmother was taking photos of him, he had never noticed it.

Looking at his son's side face, Mu Zishan sighed a little.

Not to mention, this little guy really looks like his father carved out on the same mold.

No need to think that when you grow up in the future, you will be a little monster. You may even be better than the best.

****

After class, Mu Zishan took a taxi to Gu Yunyan's rental house.

When she arrived, Gu Yunyan was already busy in the kitchen.

Hearing Mu Zishan enter the door, he came out of the kitchen.

He was wearing an apron and a pair of rubber gloves on his hands.

He leaned against the edge of the glass door and looked at Mu Zishan who came in, "Are you tired? I poured warm water on the coffee table and drink some."

"It's still early? Why did you start cooking?"

Mu Zishan looked at the clock on the wall and it was only five o'clock.

"I don't think about it. I'll have breakfast, so you can go back early."

Gu Yunyan finally understood why she rushed to go home every day.

Because there is a handsome guy waiting for her at home!

"Do you want me to help?"

"Need not."

Gu Yunyan refused, and said, pointing to the stack of information on the coffee table, "Look at the newly obtained house purchase information."

"Are you really planning to buy a house?"

"Is it profitable if I don't buy it? I've just cancelled the purchase limit now, just buy it!"

Mu Zishan picked up the house purchase contract and started to look around.

What type of house are available.

High-rise, villa, villa.

Most of them have room types of about 18 to 22, except for villas, of course.

"What kind of living in? High-rise buildings, villas, or villas? There are all."

Gu Yunyan was busy in the kitchen while asking Mu Zishan.

Mu Zishan didn't answer.

I don't have the nerve to answer.

The answer is equivalent to acquiescing his words.

after……

"Um?"

Gu Yunyan's head appeared from the kitchen, "Why do you ignore me?"

"I...I can do it."

Mu Zishan looked at all the information, "If you have to give some advice, I think this six-story villa is not as big as a villa. When a few people moved in, they felt deserted and not as congested as the high-rise buildings. It just happened to be moderate. What do you think?"

Gu Yunyan nodded and agreed with her words, "I'll listen to you."

As he said that, he flashed into the kitchen again and became busy with his own heart.

Mu Zishan looked at his busy figure inside and was still a little surprised.

She put down the information and walked to the door, "Hey, didn't you say that there is something important to tell me?"

"I'll have a meal and chat later."

"What are you doing? You've adjusted my appetite like this."

"Go, sit down and don't bother me to cook."

“…”

OK!
To be continued...
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