[MTL]Super Three-child Dad: Sign In To Become the Richest Man(Part 1)

Chapter 70: Your song is a bit bad

She believed that even in the next crisis, Black Arrow would definitely show up.

This is a woman's intuition, sixth sense.

And this, it's impossible to say that it's not in vain.

"Okay, okay! Knowing that you can't look down on me!"

"Anyway, you don't plan to chase me anymore, and I don't have a target, so I'm out of luck." Jiang Han pretended to be disappointed.

Don't say, looking at his pitiful appearance.

"Huh, let you pick up girls, stinks, and handsome, this lady is not used to you, so I am mad at you!"

Su Muxue's face is indifferent, but her heart is beautiful.

"Manager Su, it's late."

"Do you sleep with your child, go home, or sleep with... me."

"Everyone is young and has needs. You can't be a couple. Be a..."

"Don't worry, this is free, and no money is charged."

Jiang Han winked at Su Muxue, as if you knew it.

"Scumbag!"

Of course Su Muxue understands, her pretty face blushed and said, "If there is a need, go to your internet celebrity, Miss Qian, and this lady will go home."

"Really go home? Are you willing?" Jiang Han pointed at three small meat buns.

Su Muxue hadn't slept with the children for a while, and Jiang Han really hoped that she would stay with the children more.

"No, I have to go home recently."

"I... my parents are here." Su Muxue lightly kissed the children, and said sadly.

"I'll send you off." Jiang Han said.

"What about the child?" Su Muxue asked rhetorically.

"Don't worry, they can't wake up at this point." Jiang Han said.

His eyes fell on the yin-yang mirror in the corner, where Lu Xiaomi, who lived in a new home, lived.

The girls eat her horrible lullaby.

With her there, it is absolutely fireproof and anti-theft.

"Okay." Su Muxue did not refuse.

She likes to be with Jiang Han, it has nothing to do with love.

Just like to talk to him, poor-mouthed.

When he got downstairs, he went up to Su Muxue's Maserati.

Jiang Han habitually turns on the music station.

"It's still hard to believe in me. With such infinite good luck, I can meet the wonderful you."

"My shortcomings are better than others, but you tried your best to keep me."

"If it is still not clear, at present and in the future, I will love you no matter what."

"I want to speak bluntly at this moment, in the sea or the sacred field, you are the only one who loves most."

Jiang Han followed the music and sang affectionately.

Perfect lyrics, a slightly vicissitudes of voice, although Cantonese is slightly flawed, but it is so full of affection.

Time stood still at this moment.

Su Muxue quietly looked at the carved face, and became drunk inexplicably.

Sing a song.

Su Muxue's tears were already wet.

She didn't know why she was moved, even if she knew that Jiang Han didn't sing it to her.

But she was sad and wanted to cry.

At this moment, she was sure.

It turned out that her world also expected her own devotion.

She didn't know that Jiang Han, who sang, was also deeply intoxicated in love.

"Can you sing it again?"

Su Muxue turned her head away and looked out the window.

Her stubbornness and self-esteem didn't want Jiang Han to see tears.

That would be embarrassing.

"OK."

Jiang Han turned off the radio, turned on the phone to accompany him, and sang affectionately.

Half an hour's drive.

Jiang Han sang ten times.

Su Muxue heard it ten times and was moved ten times.

"I...I'm here." The car stopped in front of a moving villa, and Su Muxue cleared up his emotions.

"President Su, how do I sing?"

Jiang Han unfastened his seat belt and blinked sideways to ask her.

"Not bad." Su Muxue nodded.

"Hey, I'm at the level of God of Singer, is it okay to just one?" Jiang Han was a little unhappy.

He is full of voice and full of emotion.

She is really a child's mother, heartless, and can't touch the iron lady.

"The Cantonese bite is too bad, and the pronunciation is substandard."

"Thank you, Mr. Driving!" Su Muxue smiled and got out of the car.

"Hey, this building has a deep memory. No, I have to write "My Memories and Memories of Those Years of Driving Today" another day." Jiang Han also got out of the car and sighed faintly.

Three years ago, he was pushed here.

With a shout, Mr. Driving, Ye Qing returned.

"Remembrance, it's late, go back, give you the car key."

Su Muxue knew what he was thinking, gave him a glance, and handed the key over.

"No!"

"I'll walk back!"

Jiang Han refused, turned around and left.

Only fifty steps away from home, but Su Muxue walked very slowly.

When she looked back, she found that Jiang Han was standing not far away and looking at herself silently.

The two of them met, and Su Muxue's heart thumped: "What are you doing, why are you still not leaving?"

She swears that as long as Jiang Han says one more warm word, another sweet soft word.

Even "I don't worry about you!" Such unnourishing lines.

After moving all night, she will take the initiative to give him a chance to pursue it.