Chapter 958: After the Funeral, Let's Leave Immediately (7)
Zhan Muting was silent for a few seconds, and his thin lips started slightly: "Third child, don't act rashly first, I will send someone to continue to look for an account." As long as it's still there, sooner or later it will be found. ”
Zhan Muqing extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash, his eyes were dyed with coldness, and he said in a low voice: "Big brother, after the old man's funeral, I will take Si Nian and the child away, and when the time comes, it will be ......."
At the mention of Qiqi, Zhan Muting was stunned.
During the time when the child was by his side, the family of three had already cultivated a relationship, and Qiqi was now beginning to stick to the water.
Seeing that Zhan Muting's face was pale, Zhan Muqing hooked his lips bitterly: "Big brother, I won't rob your daughter." Qiqi is always your daughter, and it is best to put it next to your biological parents. If she wants to come back, she can come back at any time. ”
The old man is dead, no one can threaten her, Qiqi is placed in the castle, he is relieved.
Zhan Muting seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the panic in his eyes flashed: "Third child, thank you!" ”
Zhan Muqing didn't speak again, nodded respectfully towards Zhan Muting, raised his feet and walked outside.
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The lights in the castle hall were still on, and Aunt Pei was packing up the toys for the children.
Seeing Zhan Muqing coming back, he was a little surprised: "Mr. Zhan! ”
Zhan Muqing glanced at the empty living room, and didn't see someone's figure, and his eyebrows twisted, revealing a little loss.
"Mr. Zhan, Mrs. is coaxing the child to sleep in the room."
"Hmm." Zhan Muqing replied sullenly, and strode upstairs with his feet raised.
Aunt Pei touched her head and looked dazed, at this time, shouldn't Mr. Zhan be helping Zhan Lao to guard the spirit?
It seems that I miss my wife!
Pushing open the bedroom door, the room was very quiet, except for a lamp, and the light was dim.
Even so, Zhan Muqing could clearly see a few small hills bulging out of the big bed at a glance.
Si Nian had been thinking that Zhan Muqing hadn't fallen asleep, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he was just about to turn around, and the whole person hugged him, and the clean mint smell was mixed with a hint of smoke.
"War Shepherd...... Not! ”
A warm lingering kiss landed on her pink lips and sucked a few times.
Tossing and turning, Si Nian had already been carried by Zhan Muqing to the two-person bedroom, putting her on the bed, the man's sturdy body prostrate on her, and his black eyes stared at her deeply.
"Why are you back?" Gasping for breath, Si Nian raised his hand and touched his face, and asked in a low voice.
Isn't he supposed to be in front of the old man's mourning hall?
"Miss you!"
The two words are simple and clear, and Si Nian's heart beats faster when he hears it, and his heart is warm.
Zhan Muqing hadn't slept much in the past two days, and he had bags and dark circles under his eyes.
"Go back quickly, or those people in the castle will embarrass you again."
"Dare I say it, I'll break their necks." Zhan Muqing sneered, buried his head in Si Nian's neck and did nothing, "Let me lie down for a while!" ”
The implication is that he is just resting for a while!
"Okay."
Si Nian didn't speak again, his big hand gently shuttled in his hair, smelling the fragrance and good smell on his body, and the whole person also settled down.
"Si Nian, we'll leave immediately when this side is over!"
"Hmm." Si Nian nodded, "I listen to you!" ”
"Marriage certificate ......"
"It's okay!" Si Nian interrupted Zhan Muqing's words, lowered his head and kissed him on the hair, "That thing doesn't matter to me, you know. ”
Zhan Muqing pursed his thin lips and didn't speak, but his eyes were cold inch by inch.
He will definitely give her a veritable identity!
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Tonight, Qiqi was with Si Nian, and there seemed to be something suddenly missing from Zhan Mushui's side.
staring at Qiqi's little pajamas, he hung his head in some frustration.