Chapter 1207 Husband Feeds You
After a while, Mu Wanyu found that the father and son turned their attention to the book again, even reading the book in the same posture, with the same arrogant eyes, not bad at all.

Before her topic started, she was thrown away by the two of them one by one. Mu Wanyu called out unwillingly: "Husband?"

"I'm reading." Gu Yichen replied calmly, without even lifting his eyelids.

"Son, do you want to chat with mom for a while?" Mu Wanyu asked.

"Mom, you're blocking the light." The arrogant little face stared at the book intently, even moving.

Mu Wanyu stared at the way the two were reading and ignoring her, she really wanted to pinch them and make them put on airs, sooner or later she would destroy their image.

The quieter the room was, the more Mu Wanyu had trouble sleeping and eating. She couldn't even eat the snacks that Song Lianjie secretly gave her before going out.

What if Susan really moved?What will happen to Zuo Mi?

Have they been like this all their lives?
The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel for her. The key is this kind of problem... It's really hard to let go.

Mu Wanyu put down the snacks, lay down and put them on, and took a deep breath.

"Mom, I want to eat fruit." Gu Ziqian stared at the book in his hand, expressionless.

"Reading, what fruit to eat." Mu Wanyu was depressed, not in the mood to feed him.

As soon as the words were finished, Gu Ziqian had already lay on top of her, passed her, and grabbed a strawberry in the direction of the coffee table.

Mu Wanyu couldn't do anything about being tossed about by him, "Okay, okay, lie back, mom will feed you, it took a long time to wash it clean, and after a while, your hands will be dirty again."

After finishing speaking, Mu Wanyu fed him another mouthful of strawberries, and then Gu Ziqian turned his attention to the book.

"What else do you want to eat?" Mu Wanyu asked after feeding him a mouthful of strawberries.

"litchi."

"Okay, I'll peel one for you." Mu Wanyu picked up a fresh lychee, peeled off the shell, fed him a mouthful, then put her hand in front of him, waiting for him to spit out the lychee core, and threw it in the garbage can.

Mu Wanyu didn't want Gu Ziqian to peel the lychees, and Gu Ziqian didn't like peeling the lychees very much. His hands were too tender, and the shell of the lychees was so hard that he couldn't peel them off at all.

Mu Wanyu picked up the lychee, peeled it open, and then fed Gu Yichen another one, and waited for him to spit the shell into her hand before starting to feed the fruit. The key was that the two of them enjoyed her feeding the fruit very much.

"Thank Wife."

"thanks Mom."

"Who will feed me one?" Mu Wanyu asked while peeling the lychee shell.

Gu Ziqian liked to eat lychees. After seeing Mu Wanyu peeling them off, he pushed them in front of her: "Mom, you eat."

At this time, Gu Yichen had almost read what he read today, put down the book, and peeled a lychee for Mu Wanyu: "My husband, hello."

"I don't want you, you don't even chat with me." Mu Wanyu turned her head away displeased.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about." After speaking, Gu Yichen walked in front of her.

"Susan, she's moving out."

When Gu Yichen heard about Su Shan, he immediately lost interest: "I told you before, you are a woman who is too capable."

"Nonsense, she is a young lady, she should have a little temper, but she is not willful in this matter. If it were me, I might hate you to death."

"It's different." One is that she has never enjoyed maternal love, and the other is that she is overly indulgent.

"I just think that they are quite suitable, and... Teacher Zuo treats her really well now, even I can see it."

Gu Ziqian heard Mu Wanyu talking about Zuo Mi, and didn't know what they were talking about, so he responded repeatedly: "Father, Uncle Zuo treats Aunt Su Shan very well, Uncle Zuo misses Aunt Su Shan every day."

(End of this chapter)

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