At this time, neither Mu Wan nor Wen Jinyang spoke.
"Okay, Dad?" The little tiger looked expectant. Obviously, if anyone said no, he would cry immediately.
"Okay." Mu Wan was reluctant to refuse her son and nodded immediately.
The little tiger finally smiled happily and went over to give his mother a heavy kiss on the face.
Mu Wan was very confused and said to Wen Jinyang, "I'm going to take a shower."
He turned to look at her with a rather complicated expression. His son was fussing over him, and he gave her a few heavy mouthfuls.
After taking a bath, she deliberately wore more conservative pajamas. Seeing that her son was already drowsy in Wen Jinyang's arms, she said, "Take your son to bed!"
The little tiger was extremely sleepy, but he still persisted in his insistence: "Pull mom and dad out to sleep together."
"Okay, let's sleep together." Mu Wan comforted her son, lay down with Wen Jinyang, and coaxed her son to sleep.
The son was extremely sleepy and soon fell asleep. In his sleep, he did not forget to hold his father's hand.
"I'll wait until he falls asleep again before I leave." He said in a very low voice.
"How about you sleep here? You take your son to sleep here, and I'll sleep in his room." It's already very late now, and besides, my son will definitely be very sad when he wakes up early tomorrow morning and sees that his father is missing.
"I'll sleep in his room!" he said, getting up.
"Go to sleep. My son hasn't slept with you for a long time. You can take him to sleep for one night." Mu Wan said and moved lightly.
Wen Jinyang stopped insisting and watched her go out quietly and closed the door for them.
He looked down at his son with complicated emotions. He only kissed his son's forehead before slowly closing his eyes and falling asleep.
He was woken up by a tickle on the tip of his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw his son looking at him with a grin.
"Dad is a lazy pig," the little tiger said with a smile.
"The little tiger is a little lazy pig, and the big lazy pig is going to bite the little lazy pig." Wen Jinyang said, touching his son's tender face with his slightly thicker face, which made his son burst into laughter.
"Get up soon, you can have breakfast." Mu Wan opened the door and said funnyly when she saw the father and son playing around on the bed.
"Mom is a witch." The little tiger hugged his father and saw his mother standing at the door, suddenly showing a scared expression.
"I'm a witch? Witches only catch children, right?" Mu Wan came in with a deliberately ferocious expression.
"Afraid." The little tiger showed a scared expression.
"You little rascal, you actually called Momma a witch." After saying that, she went to tickle her son.
"Dad, help me!" The little tiger was the most ticklish. He jumped around in Dad's arms, and even grabbed his mother's hand, causing Mu Wan to fall onto the bed and into Wen Jinyang's arms.
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It had been a long time since the two had seen each other, and this was the first time they had been so intimate. The man's morning breath was on the tip of her nose, and she was distracted, feeling embarrassed.
"Get up quickly, breakfast is getting cold." Mu Wan said, and she had already gone out.
As soon as he came out, he patted his slightly hot face and took a deep breath.
Wen Jinyang also felt lingering fear, as if he still felt the beautiful touch of him falling into his arms, which was very useful to him.
By the time the father and son came out, Mu Wan had already prepared breakfast. For noodles in the morning, she also made stewed tomatoes and eggs, and cucumbers mixed with fungus for cold dishes.
"Mom, why do you want to eat noodles?" The little tiger sat upright, feeling that he hadn't eaten noodles in the morning for a long time, and he didn't like noodles.
"Your dad is not good at removing his stomach. Eat noodles to nourish his stomach." Mu Wan said and served them all.
These words made Wen Jinyang smile, and when he saw that she actually blushed, she felt even better.
"Oh, then let's eat noodles every day." Although he doesn't like it, he likes it if he treats his dad well.
Mu Wan also sat down, picked out the fungus for her son and put it in his bowl.
"Are you going out today?" he asked seemingly unintentionally.
"No, what about you?" she asked.
"I'm fine, why not take my son out for a walk."
"good."
"Why don't we go to Disneyland Paris and I'll have someone book a plane ticket?" Wen Jinyang said, taking out his cell phone to make a call.
"No need to book a flight, we can go there by train. It only takes two hours." Mu Wan said immediately.
Of course Wen Jinyang knows that there is a Eurostar train from London that goes directly across the English Channel to the European continent, and can go directly to Paris.
"Okay, then let's take the train. However, we still need to book tickets."
In fact, there are 9 round-trip Eurostar trains every day, so basically there is no need to book a ticket. But this person probably wants to book a luxury class, so Mu Wan doesn’t say anything, just let him book it!
"I suddenly thought for a moment, it might be more interesting if we go directly to the station to buy tickets." Wen Jinyang said without missing Mu Wan's flash of strangeness.
So after dinner, Mu Wan gave her son an extra coat, and the three of them set off to the train station.
When I arrived at the train station, I found that there were actually a lot of people buying tickets and they had to queue up.
"You take your son to the bench over there to rest, and I'll line up." Wen Jinyang said to her.
She nodded and sat on the long railing with her son. She saw that he was just like countless ordinary people, lining up together in a neat manner. He was still wearing the men's windbreaker that she bought for him last year for less than 100 euros, and his hair was also
He was not combed meticulously and his bangs were hammered down, making him look much younger.
After a while, he bought a ticket and a seat in the ordinary class. He took the ticket and her bag and went in.
There were not many people on the bus, and they quickly found their seats.
"Dad, it's great!" Little Tiger liked riding this train very much and stood on the chair with an excited look on his face.
"Isn't that great?" Wen Jinyang liked to see his son's expression in a good mood.
"Little tiger should sit down and not stand on the chair."
"Oh." The little tiger sat back on his father's lap.
"How do you feel?" She took out a tissue from her bag and asked him while wiping his hands.
"What does it feel like?"
"It feels like returning to the world!" After saying that, she secretly despised herself, what was she doing! Why did she keep trying so hard to pull him into her world? In fact, he was no longer the Wen Jinyang
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"very nice."
Just as he was saying this, the video at the front of the list was broadcasting the European Economic Forum, and the big close-up showed him giving a speech in English.
"Dad, where are you?" The little tiger shouted excitedly when he saw his dad on the TV.
"Son, keep your voice down." Mu Wan covered her son's mouth.
But it was too late. Many eyes were fixed on this. Then they looked at the TV and then at him. Sure enough, they recognized that the person in front of them was the president of WLM Group.