The dream is full of pictures of cute buns being abused and crying to look for her.

Whenever I wake up, I burst into tears.

At that time, Zhou Yanchen would feel very distressed, look at her with sadness, hug her, and comfort her.

After eating, I woke up from a nap, and I was the only one in the bedroom.

He's not in now.

Probably in the study room.

Mo Xiran sat up and leaned against the bedside in a daze.

He didn't tell her where the matter was going, and was afraid that she would worry, but the more this happened, the more she was worried.

With a sigh, the phone suddenly rang.

She came to her senses and took her cell phone from the bedside table.

I looked at it and saw a string of unfamiliar mobile phone numbers.

At that moment, I suddenly had a premonition.

She licked her dry lips and answered the phone.

"Hello."

There was no sound from the receiver for a long time, which made her feel even more heart-warming.

"Hey, who is it?" asked again.

This time, a short sarcasm came.

Mo Xiran widened her eyes, clenched her cell phone with her fingers, and gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, Mrs. Jiang?"

Xue Suzhen sneered and asked in a low voice: "Are you very anxious?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Xiran suddenly lifted the quilt and went downstairs, "It was you? It was you who really took the small bag away? Where is the small bag!"

"Are you anxious? Haha." Xue Suzhen smiled, with a sense of pleasure, "I want to think about my son, too."

The next sentence made Mo Xiran's heart sink to the bottom.

The reason why she took the bag away made herself scared.

"Don't hurt him, please, Mrs. Jiang, don't hurt Xiaobao, he is innocent."

"Well, innocent, all are innocent." Xue Suzhen murmured, "My Qingfeng is also innocent. Why don't you save him! Why!"

Mo Xiran's voice trembled and he stammered and explained: "Madam Jiang, it's not that I didn't save Qingfeng, Qingfeng was because of complications, Madam Jiang..."

"If you save him, maybe it won't..." The voice was low, Xue Suzhen's eyes were so fierce that she clenched her phone, "Do you want to see your son?"

"Think!" Mo Xiran was about to walk to the door without hesitation, "Where is the small bag?"

"stop!"

As if he knew Mo Xiran's actions, Xue Suzhen roared sharply.

Mo Xiran stopped and stood there.

"If you want to see your son, come here alone. You can't tell anyone, including Zhou Yanchen, otherwise you will never see your son!"

"Okay, I, I won't say it."

"I will contact you again for specific purposes." Xue Suzhen said and hung up the phone.

"Hey, hey, Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang!"

A busy voice came from the phone receiver, and Mo Xiran lowered his arm.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and Zhou Yanchen walked in.

Seeing her standing in the middle of the room, he asked, "Xixi, what's wrong?"

"Hmm?" Mo Xiran subconsciously hid her phone and looked at him, "What?"

Zhou Yanchen frowned and walked towards her, "What's wrong with you?"

He looks dazed and very worried.

"I'm fine." She shook her head and said softly: "Achen, I'm hungry."

"Hungry?"

These two days, it wasn't that he forced her to eat, she always said that she was not hungry.

This is the first time I took the initiative to say that I was hungry.

"Okay, I'll ask Aunt Gui to make something for you right away. What do you want to eat?"

Mo Xiran pursed her lips and whispered: "Meat bag."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes darkened and he rubbed her hair. He said, "Okay, meat buns, I'll ask Aunt Gui to make meat buns for you."

"Um."

While eating cute buns, Mo Xiran's tears fell down unsatisfactorily.

Sniff, stretched out her slender fingers and wiped away her tears.

She leaned against Zhou Yanchen's arms and closed her eyes.

Sorry, Achen.

Xue Suzhen called again at night.

At that time, Zhou Yanchen happened to be in the study again.

After changing to a new number, it shows Xue Suzhen's care.

"Hello."

"You come to this place tomorrow at 10 am."

After the conversation, the phone hung up and an address was sent.

Mo Xiran remembers the address and deletes the text message.

Lying on the bed in panic, she pulled the quilt and covered it.

One hour later, Zhou Yanchen came back and saw that she was not asleep.

“Not sleepy?”

Mo Xiran shook his head gently and moved away from a position, "I'm waiting for you."

He lifted the quilt and lay beside her, and he spread his arms around her, kissed her forehead, eyelids and nose.

She rubbed his neck and held his fingertips, "Achen."

"Um?"

"Achen."

"Um."

"Achen, I love you." She said.

Zhou Yanchen looked down at her white cheeks and said softly: "So too."

Mo Xiran closed his eyes and hugged his thin waist.

The next morning, Mo Xiran got up early and went downstairs with Zhou Yanchen to have breakfast.

Old Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Yanxi both felt sorry for her and held her hand and said a lot.

But I didn't deliberately mention cute buns because I didn't want to sprinkle salt on her wounds.

After dinner, everyone moved to the living room. Mo Xiran suddenly suggested that he wanted to eat cake from a cake shop.

"Let Achen buy it for you." said Old Mrs. Zhou.

Zhou Yanchen pinched Mo Xiran's nose and stood up, "I'll buy it for you."

Mo Xiran nodded, "I'll go with you?"

"No need, you're waiting at home."

After saying that, he got up and went out.

Mo Xiran sat for a while and said she was tired.

Old Mrs. Zhou quickly said, "Then go back to your room to rest."

"good."

Zhou Yanxi sent Mo Xiran back to her room and told her to have a good rest, so she closed the door.

Mo Xiran walked towards the wardrobe and changed his clothes.

Waiting in the room for a while before going downstairs.

At this time, Old Lady Zhou and Zhou Yanxi were neither in the living room. She quickly walked towards the door, and Xiao Dong was not there either.
To be continued...