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Chapter 4 My mom can't get into the men's bathroom

When Ye Nanxian saw Chen Mange from a distance, he trembled.

That figure and walking posture are like Chen Mange!

He couldn't help but walk over and leaned forward on purpose.

Song Tao was stunned. He had never seen Ye Nanxian take the initiative to contact any woman. Especially after his wife's accident five years ago, he became like an iceberg, making people involuntarily retreat. It was the first time that he took the initiative to lean over.

He couldn't help but look at Chen Mange more, and was immediately amazed by Chen Mange.

The stunning face was perfect to the extreme, as if it was carved by an artist, with no more than one point, no less than one point.

Ye Nanxian was also amazed.

However, Ye Nanxian quickly came to his senses, frowned slightly, subconsciously retreated, and said coldly: "Look at a little while walking."

Chen Mange sneered in his heart.

Now this face is completely different from myself before.

She still remembers how heart-wrenching it felt when the fire burned on her skin. She still remembers that she suffered nine months of pain and had plastic surgery after giving birth to the child.

Every time she dreams at midnight, she will wake up from the nightmare, and she wet her pillowcase again and again. Now the culprit is right in front of her. Her hand can't help but hold it up, wishing to tear his face directly, dig out his heart, and see what color his heart is. I want to ask him, is he interested?

The singer Chen Man held the lollipop that Chen Zian had not finished. The moment Ye Nanxian met, the lollipop was also touched by his suit.

She smiled and said, "Sorry, I didn't see it just now. Your suit is dirty. Why don't I pay you one? I have a phone number? I bought it and I have someone to send it to you."

Chen Mange's voice was a little hoarse and low.

Ye Nanxian's eyes slid over a hint of disappointment.

Not her!

Not only is his face not his voice, but his voice not his voice not his voice.

He still remembered that Chen Mange's voice was crisp and like an oriole, but although the woman in front of him was beautiful, her voice was a little low and hoarse. Perhaps for others, this voice was a bit tempting, but for him, it was completely insensitive.

Ye Nanxian's face returned to coldness.

"No, just a suit."

After saying that, he took off his suit jacket and threw it into the trash can not far away in front of Chen Mange, as if he had thrown away a piece of garbage that he was very disgusted.

Chen Mange's lips raised slightly.

In Ye Nanxian's eyes, she might be a woman who likes him and wants to ask for a contact information.

Chen Mange looked at his back with a sneer, really wondering what kind of expression he would be when he knew that he was the designer he was about to greet.

Ye Nanxian was inexplicably angry. As for what he was angry, he himself didn't know very well.

That woman was obviously not Chen Mange, but why did she feel so familiar to him?

No!

Not her!

If Chen Mange knew that he would take the initiative to lean on, he would definitely be so happy. He knew Chen Mange's feelings for him, but there was no emotional fluctuation in the woman's eyes just now.

Her eyes were very much like Shen Man Song!

Ye Nanxian suddenly stopped, and Song Tao ignored it and directly hit Ye Nanxian's back.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry."

Song Tao touched his bitter nose and quickly took two steps back, only to find that Ye Nanxian's eyes were always following Chen Mange.

After a brief contact between Chen Mange and Ye Nanxian, they went directly to the bathroom. The steps and walking made Ye Nanxian's eyes narrow again.

"Mr. Ye, are you interested in that woman?"

Ye Nanxian suddenly glared at Song Tao, and Song Tao quickly shut up.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Ye Nanxian didn't know what was wrong, but he was so irritable that he turned around and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

Song Tao rarely saw Ye Nanxian like this, so he naturally didn't dare to follow him and just waited outside.

Ye Nanxian walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and poured water on his face, trying to wake him up, but suddenly he felt someone pulling his clothes.

Ye Nanxian frowned slightly and turned around and saw a boy about four or five years old tilting his head, pulling the hem of his clothes with his right hand, as if he had something to say.

"Let go!"

Ye Nanxian's eyes were slightly cold, and the aura emitted by her whole body usually made ordinary people retreat, but the little boy in front of her was unmoved.

His eyes made him feel a little familiar.

"Uncle, can you do me a favor?"

Chen Zi'an looked straight at Ye Nanxian, and his innocent and eager eyes suddenly made Ye Nanxian soften his heart.

"Where is your lord?"

"My mommy can't get into the men's bathroom!"

Chen Zi'an pouted with his little mouth, his face a little shy.

Ye Nanxian looked at the little bun in front of him that looked like a porcelain doll, and suddenly sighed and said, "What are you going to do with me?"

"My pants zipper is stuck, but I'm so anxious. Uncle, can you help me zip my pants?"
Chapter completed!