At that time, Yang Mu only knew that the little girl was the daughter of a bad guy, which was different from the children who were stolen from him.

Now it seems that the little girl is Jiang Yuanyuan, and that bad guy is Jiang Yuanyuan's father!

Yang Mu's face was a little cold. He closed the photo and opened WeChat to see that there were many messages from Jiang Yuanyuan.

Most of them are cursing themselves, and some are trying to see Wang Liang.

Yang Mu snorted coldly, stopped thinking, connected the phone to charge the charger, then took out his phone, and found that Wen Sijia had two messages left by him.

"how's it going?"

"The situation is not very good. Young and middle-aged people in the city have been mobilized to build walls. Many people are fleeing to leave Hanning City. However, Hanning City is under control. It doesn't matter if you want to leave. Unless you walk on a wild road, transportation is not used, all intersections are closed, and all railway stations, bus stations, and airports are closed."

The originally somewhat depressed mood disappeared after seeing Wen Sijia’s message, and the little lady actually typed so many words to him!

Although there are signals underground here, Yang Mu sent Wen Sijia a video call.

Turn on after a few sounds.

In the video, Wen Sijia looked a little haggard and had no makeup, but even though she looked so beautiful, her skin was still smooth and white.

"Chu Hong is okay?"

"She is so fat and chubby, she doesn't care about me but cares about her?"

"Isn't this a video? I've seen you well, and I'm going to ask hypocritically: Yang Mu, are you still alive?"

Yang Mu wanted to laugh a little because Wen Sijia's tone was very interesting.

After more than two years of marriage, I really haven't had such an interaction.

"Wen Sijia, I am trapped in a desperate situation now and may be dying."

"Yeah"

"Well, would you feel a little sorry?"

"Yes, I said, after all, I have known people for more than two years. I hope you can come out alive."

“That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

"A heartless woman."

"We didn't have any feelings, you know, just people we know."

"Okay, okay, I can't continue chatting anymore. It's me, Yang Mu, who is a shame. I'm going to divorce anyway. I'll leave when I go out. I won't die here and make you a widow."

"You Yang Mu, you didn't speak like this before."

“Which?”

"The air flows in the flow!"

"Like a gangster, right? Well, I admit that I used to pretend to be good in front of you. If I don't say that, how is your doomsday refuge castle covered?"

"The price of materials has increased ten times a day, I'm hesitating."

"Don't hesitate. If the doomsday breaks out in full swing, your money will be useless! Now spend all of them and spend money on exchange materials, all kinds of materials!"

"But will the doomsday explode in full swing?"

"meeting!"

Yang Mu is actually not sure, but he can't forget the strange words that appeared in his heart.

Wen Sijia thought something, and Yang Mu felt that there was nothing to talk about, so he hung up the phone.

He is not a love species, and he has more emotional fantasies about Wen Sijia.

Miss and deeply love the young lady who rescued him from the pain of the rain back then, and for the proud white swan now?

OK, Yang Mu can't figure it out either.

Humans all need emotions. Yang Mu is already at the age of love that is about to wither, so he will certainly consider some things.

However, compared with life, emotions seem to be worthless.

This is underground. Can we dig holes to the ground? The possibility is not high. Even if it is dug out, there will be zombies on the ground. What's the use?

Chu Hong and others entered the lounge one after another.

There was only one upper and lower bunk bunk, and Yang Mu asked for the upper bunk bunk, but others dared not complain.

A few men were very gentlemanly and asked the woman to sit down the bunk, and then sat on the ground and rested against the wall.

Compared with them, Yang Mu is simply a loser with corrupt ideology and morality. He is destined to be single and cannot find his girlfriend's life and does not know how to be merciful at all.

The little demon may have been with Yang Mu for a long time before, but now he is no longer obsessed with Song Ren, but is more interested in Yang Mu.

He grabbed the bed handle and jumped onto the bed, slid down beside Yang Mu.

Yang Mu sighed:

"Song Ren, you Ma Zi came to me by yourself, I didn't want to take advantage of her."

"Everyone said that she is not my woman, you want you to take it."

Seeing Song Ren's annoyed look, Yang Mu felt that this person was not very good and very stupid.

He doesn’t want a good thug like Xiao Yao. Why isn’t he stupid?

The people in the room stopped talking. Everyone was exhausted and frightened before. Some fell asleep slowly, while others pretended to sleep and closed their eyes.

Time flows in such an atmosphere, and I don’t know when the night will come.

Yang Mu turned over and got up and took a bite of compressed biscuits, drank water, and went downstairs to do some simple exercises.

He doesn't want to digest food, he just needs to adjust his body to his best condition.

It is obviously the most effective method to promote the adjustment of body functions through exercise.

After only ten minutes of exercise, I went back to bed and continued to sleep with my eyes closed until dawn.

I opened my eyes and looked at my phone, and it was 8:03 in the morning.

Lying there, she was confused, Yang Mu smiled.

Thinking about it, before I entered the Wen family, I didn’t know how many times I would wake up in one night, so I couldn’t sleep well and dreamed almost every day.

Although there have been many bad things in the past two years of living in the Wen family, it is really good.

He lived comfortably and no longer dreamed. He was both doing and dreaming about being in love with Wen Sijia, kissing me, and having me, you have me.

Why is this happening?

Yang Mu lay on the bed and thought for a while, and finally figured it out a little.

Because of the feeling of home!

No matter how cold Wen Sijia is, no matter how arrogant her mother-in-law is, no matter how unreasonable her elder sister-in-law is, no matter how cold her elder sister-in-law is, no matter how naughty her brother-in-law is, that place is also like home.

Because of this feeling, Yang Mu became comfortable.

Get up, pull over the backpack and take out a pair of underwear, quickly take it off and change it.

Hu Die and Chu Hong were all curled up in the lower bunk, and the demon beside him drooled. Yelenali stayed with the special forces. Yang Mu naturally didn't care without a woman. In fact, even if there was a woman, he could not care.

He jumped out of bed with his changed panties, walked out of the lounge barefoot and went to the dining room.

There is a faucet on the small sink in the corner, which is the only source of water in the room.

Xiangru just walked out of the monitoring room, looking haggard, probably not sleeping last night.

When he saw Yang Mu, he frowned.

Yang Mu only wore a pair of underwear and stood on the faucet washing his underwear, which was a bit pleasing to the eye.

The hardships over the years have created Yang Mu's good figure.

His muscles were not trained in the gym, but were developed for survival.

The streamlined beauty is not a sharp arc. If you go to the beauty pageant, this muscle may make the judges dull.

I will definitely suggest that Yang Mu's muscle density be tested to see if it is like Bruce Lee's legend, there is no fat at all, it is all muscle.

Xiangru was confused by Yang Mu's beautiful body, but in addition to that, she was more emotionally bored.

She was thirsty and had food yesterday, but she didn't have water because there was a faucet here.

Now Yang Mu actually washes his underwear in the place where she wants to drink water. How can she drink it?

Her teeth bit her lips, but Xiangru didn't speak after all, and turned back to the monitoring room.

When she was about to close the door, she couldn't help but look at the white man outside again, feeling that a little deer seemed to be fainting in her heart, and hurriedly closed the door.

Yang Mu didn't know that he was hampering Xiangru's eyes at all. After washing his underwear, he returned to the lounge and hung it on the head of the bed.

In the room, Chu Hong and Hu Die walked into Xiangru's footsteps and stared at Yang Mu's figure in a daze.

Chu Hong couldn't understand, how could Yang Mu's body look like this?

She finally understood what it means to take off clothes and make you look slimming when wearing clothes.
To be continued...