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was clearly already familiar with the road to Yan Luoluo's home when she had sent him back.

After getting off the carriage, Mu Beihan helped Yan Luoluo open the car door, and with the intention to hug her, Yan Luoluo rejected: "No need, Director Mu, I can do it myself."

Mu Beihan was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable if he didn't force her.

She actually twisted her foot.

Initially, she did not realise it, but the moment she stepped into the car, she felt a heart-wrenching pain, causing her to immediately fall into Mu Beihan's embrace.

He smelled of cologne, and his firm chest was pressed against it.

There seemed to be sparks flickering between their eyes.

In the end, it was Mu Beihan who carried Yan Luoluo upstairs.

At this time, Yan Qingfan had not come back from kindergarten, there was no one home.

Yan Luoluo stood at the door and said, "Director Mu …"

"Call me Beihan." Mu Beihan interrupted her.

Yan Luoluo looked at him with widened eyes, but when their eyes met, she lowered her head in panic.

He … What did he mean?

Mu Beihan raised Yan Luoluo's chin and said: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Yan Luoluo's chin was small and delicate, causing him to be unable to resist drawing closer, just a little bit.

The distance between the two was shortened by an unlimited amount. Being attracted by the deep gaze in his eyes, Yan Luoluo momentarily forgot to refuse.

Mu Beihan took a step forward and closed the door.

At the closed door, Mu Beihan held her face in his hands and carefully examined every inch of her skin.

Her face was very soft. It was hard to tell what kind of skincare products she usually used, but her skin was actually as tender as a newborn baby's. The clear medicinal fragrance mixed with her natural body fragrance made the wounds on her face even more obvious.

Mu Beihan's heart ached, he really wanted to beat the person who attacked her up to vent his anger.

The distance between the two was too close, but she had forgotten how to refuse. She could only watch as he got closer and closer to her in a daze.

She seemed to know what was going to happen next, but she did not push Mu Beihan aside like she usually did.

Yan Luoluo closed her eyes. She seemed to be very calm on the surface, but she didn't know that her trembling eyelashes had long since sold out her heart completely.

She heard the low laughter of the people across from her. Even her chest was shaking, making her feel sexy.

Mu Beihan's lips lightly covered hers as his tongue traced the shape of her lips.

He was about to step forward when there was a knock on the door.

"Mommy! I'm back! "Quickly open the door!"

Yan Luoluo pushed Mu Beihan away as if she had returned to her senses, and her face flushed red.

She … How could she do such a thing? Yan Luoluo spat at him in her heart. Beauty, beauty, Mu Beihan's beauty was too enticing.

Mu Beihan sighed helplessly. I said, you appeared too timely.

Helpless, he opened the door and saw that Yan Qingfan's expression had changed from happy to doubtful.

Yan Qingfan who did not know what was going on stared blankly at the unexpected guest that appeared at home.

Isn't this Uncle Mu? Why would he appear here?

Yan Qingfan closed the door, and saw the wound on Mommy's face with his sharp eyes, "Mommy, what happened to your face? "Hands!"

Yan Luoluo didn't know how to explain it to the Fanfan, but after changing into soft slippers, she said to the Fanfan: "Fanfan, let's go in first, don't gather around the door."

Fanfan nodded obediently, changed his shoes and supported Mommy into the living room.

Mu Beihan stood alone at the entrance, so, had he been forgotten …