Chapter 21 Gentleman, you are married

Three years ago, when she learned that she was pregnant, Xian Moran left Huangxiang without telling anyone and went to Moscow alone, hoping to give birth to the child.

It's a pity that the weather is not good.

During the delivery, the fetus was in a transverse position, and she was bleeding profusely and was in danger. What was even more outrageous was that the beasts in the operating room with human faces and animal hearts actually came to kill her. They refused to perform a cesarean section, and just watched, watched, and watched her.

It hurts to death and bleeds to death.

At this moment, Xiao Xi came with the eldest princess. Not only did he help her clean up the beasts, the eldest princess also performed an operation on the spot and saved their mother and daughter.

They were her saviors and her children's saviors, and she would be forever grateful. So she transformed into a screenwriter and writer Shi Yu, writing only for Yi Xi. Her scripts could only be directed by the director.

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The characters she writes are cynical, making great satire on egoism, low IQ, etc. At the same time, they are elegant, criticize the attraction of evil, expose the weaknesses of human nature, and analyze individuals with any personality incisively and vividly.

She is so tall that she can control the enlightenment of the world and make people have enlightenment after reading it. She can also be like a fish in water in idol dramas, which makes people fascinated after watching her.

Whether it's a Bodhisattva meditation like Sakyamuni's, thinking through life, or a martial arts, science fiction, or a complete idol drama of ancient and modern times... I can write with skill and skill.

He is such a talented screenwriter and writer, dedicated to serving only Yixi.

Even if sometimes the manuscript has to wait for ten days and a half months, or even half a year, or a year after the manuscript is sent, Xian Moran doesn't care, she just waits there, quietly.

In fact, Xian Moran is not stupid. She knows that the name Yixi is fake, as well as the different tone that Yixi inadvertently expresses every time she calls, and why it takes half a year to read a manuscript...

All these signs made her vaguely feel that she was different from ordinary people.

But Xian Moran won't be curious, won't ask, let alone explore. She doesn't want her to know her identity, so she won't know.

So in private, Xian Moran rarely contacts her when nothing happens to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to her.

This is a true friendship between gentlemen, as light as water.

Two ladies.

At that time, Qian Mo was wandering around and missed this incident. When she came back, everything had been settled, so the relationship between her and Xian Mo Ran could not be said to be deep.

He and Xian Mo Ran discussed the script while making a video call. Nian Bai thought it was pretty good, so the drama was finalized and will be officially launched next month.

After hanging up the video, Nianbai put on her pajamas and went to bed. She turned off the lights and only lit a bedside lamp. She was picking up a book to read when her cell phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed.

Nian Bai put down the book and frowned slightly when he saw the message. It was from Momo's WeChat, [Aye]?

She knew that this person was Momo's little follower in the game.

She, Limo, Weibing, and Xiaoyu all have different WeChat IDs, but they share a mobile phone. The mobile phone was specially developed by my brother, including some of the software in it, which are specially developed and have very powerful functions.

【Aye】:Are you angry?

【Ano】: Don’t be angry, okay?

【Aye】: Can I sing to you?

…

The screen is filled with news from [Ano].

The phone is still buzzing and vibrating:

"Aye" patted "Boss, say hello"

【Ano】: Are you still angry?

【Aye】: I’ll sing for you, and then you can help me get better, okay?

【Ano】: I’m so bored, I’m going to die of boredom

【Aye】:Can you bear to see me die?

…

Nian Bai's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, why is this person so annoyed?

But being good-tempered, she still endured it and replied: I'm not angry.

On the other side, [Ano] was holding the quilt between his legs, looking at his phone in a dull mood. Suddenly, news came, and he was so excited that his eyes were filled with stars, which were shining brightly in the dark night.

【Ano】:Don’t be angry with me

[Take Ano to score]; I wasn’t angry to begin with.

【Aye】:Then you ignore me all afternoon

[Bringing Ano to points]: I have been eating and taking care of the kids all afternoon, so how can I have time to care about you?

"Taking care of children" is just nonsense.

[Ano]: Oh, that’s it. Your arm still hurts (let me see)

Nian Bai glanced at his left shoulder. There was painkiller on the wound, and it no longer hurt.

[Take Ano to score]: It doesn’t hurt anymore

【Aye】: Then come with me? My hands are itchy and I really want to play (poor)

[Bring Ano to the top]: No

She is not Momo, so how can she play?

On the other end, [Ano] frowned: Why?

Nianbai bit his finger and continued to make nonsense: The child is too noisy and is not allowed to play.

[Aye] stared at the phone for a long time: Are you married?

[Take Ano to score]: Yeah

For some reason, his chest seemed to be a little blocked. He held the quilt under his arms and became even more depressed.

【Aye】: Okay, then you can sleep

【Take Ano to score】: Well, good night

【Ano】:An

The pale moonlight fell into the room in bits and pieces, spreading a layer at the foot of the bed.

Mu Yeqin threw down his cell phone, lifted up the quilt, covered his head, and curled up into a ball.

After a while, the ball kicked off the quilt irritably and suffocated again...

Repeatedly.

The lights in the next room were still bright and bright. Yuanyuan and her uncle were addicted to playing and were still up at ten o'clock.

The young master stood beside the bed and shouted angrily: "Mu Yuanzhu, it's time to go to bed."

"The last one, the last one. After I finish this one, I will..."

Before he could finish speaking, his phone was snatched away.

Yuanyuan looked at the stalwart man under the lamp, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.

The young master pointed at him and said, "Shut up, don't cry!"

Yuanyuan was so aggrieved that she suppressed her tears, lay down with her back to him, lifted up the quilt and covered her head, hum!

Hehe, the little brat is quite angry.

The eldest young man curled his lips, put down his cell phone and went to bed.

Tonight, sleep with this little one.

The eldest young man pulled the quilt, but the younger one refused to give it. He clenched the quilt tightly and clamped his legs tightly. The eldest young man said "tsk", "I don't want to learn from the good, but I try to learn some crooked ways. This bad temper is exactly the same as your little uncle."

The two rooms are connected and the beds are pushed together. It is not difficult to see that the uncle and nephew are sleeping in the same style with their backs to each other.

With a strong effort, the eldest son held the little guy in his arms along with the quilt.

Under the quilt, the little guy kept shouting: "Oh, it's so hot, you're going to cover me to death..."

She stuck out her little head and looked at him with her lips pouted.

The eldest young master pinched his little face and smiled, "Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Humph," the little guy pouted even higher and turned his head to the side, ignoring him.

The eldest young man stretched out his hands and hugged the little guy tightly. Feeling the soft ball in his arms, his heart felt so soft.

After an unknown amount of time, the little guy suddenly turned his head and stared at him with sad eyes.

The young man's heart beat faster at the sight, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I've found a woman for you. Tomorrow you can go visit her at her door with wine and courtesy!"

Mu Jingchen: "..."

"Mu Yuanzhu, you are too lenient."

"Lean? You actually think I'm being lenient?" Yuanyuan punched him, "You cut off my funds, let me have no food and clothing, no warmth, and physical torture. If you don't find me a mother, let's forget it."

My lack of maternal love has destroyed me spiritually!"

"You abused me sooooo~"

Mu Jingchen: "..."

"Isn't your biological mother better than your stepmother? Dad will find your biological mother."

Mu Jingchen looked at the man in his arms and coaxed softly. Yuanyuan met his gaze and glared at him. The father and son were wearing the same style of pajamas, green, and they stared at each other with great joy.

"So have you found it?"

"...No." Mu Jingchen vented his confidence.

Yuanyuan muttered: "I haven't found it after searching for so many years. I guess it was shot to death by Cupid's arrow."

The implication is that my biological mother has run away with someone a long time ago. Even if she is found, she will not want us!

Mu Jingchen: "..."
Chapter completed!