"Okay! Never separate!" Lei Yufeng kissed his son's face, then kissed Mu Yiyi's ear, reached out and hugged them tightly in his arms.
These are the two people he is closest to in this world, and they are also the two people he loves and cares about the most.
He would rather lose the whole world than lose any of them.
"Coin, coin, I found it, in my pocket!" Lei Haochen suddenly took out the euro coin from his pants and bag excitedly.
His big eyes were shiny, his face was flushed, and his little nose was covered with a faint sweat.
"Dad, how did you do it? Why don't I feel anything? You have to teach me! I want to learn, and I want to do magic too!" He said loudly.
Lei Yufeng smiled: "Okay! Xiaochen likes it, dad will definitely teach you!"
On the side, Mu Yiyi held the phone in his hand and looked down at the family photo, stunned.
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The mirror-like moon hangs high in the sky, the silver-white moonlight shines on the ground, and the sad cry of autumn insects everywhere.
Qin Yueyue sat against the head of the bed, wearing a pink silk suspender pajama, and a burning cigarette between her fingers.
"Why are you so angry?" The door of the room was pushed open, and a man limped in with a delicate silver cane.
Qin Yueyue did not look up, and a trace of disgust and displeasure flashed in her narrow eyes: "Didn't you tell me? I'll stay in my room if I'm fine. If someone discovers it, it will be of no benefit to everyone."
"The face is so ugly, and I am neglected by Lei Yufeng again?" The man ignored her dissatisfaction, slowly passed by, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
As soon as he loosened his hand, his crutch fell on the floor, making a dull sound.
The light from the wall lamp shone on his angular face. His temperament was elegant and elegant, but the light in his eyes was cold and sharp, which made people shudder.
"Han Zhenyu, didn't you say you would help me become the hostess of the Lei family? You didn't do it a few years ago, but a few years later, you are still so incompetent. No wonder Mu Yiyi despises you!" Qin Yueyue's sharp voice sounded, and she slapped the cigarette in her hand into the ashtray.
"Who can you blame? You can only blame yourself for being unattractive," Han Zhenyu's gloomy eyes swept over her, making Qin Yueyue's heart shudder. He leaned over and held up her chin, "Qin Yueyue, your eyebrows are really similar to the girl, but why even if you take off all your clothes, Lei Yufeng won't take a look at you. You said, isn't this your own problem?"
His hand loosened her chin and slowly lowered, squeezing hard on her plump chest.
"It hurts so much! Are you sick? Let go!" Qin Yueyue took a breath of cold air in pain, trying to push him away, but he suppressed it with force.
"You really look very similar to her!" Han Zhenyu looked at Qin Yueyue unscrupulously, "Don't you want to know why you have similarities to girls?"
He stretched out his palm, pinched her thin waist, and took her to himself.
"Look clearly, I'm not Mu Yiyi, I'm not her..." Qin Yueyue shrank in fear. She was afraid of Han Zhenyu at this time. His whole body was as cold as if the devil had just emerged from hell, which was frightening!