Chapter 187 Name
Facing his son's comfort, Ling Chuxia could only force a smile.

"Okay, go back to your room."

Mu Hanjue threw the towel on the chair casually, and then patted his son's little shoulder.

Perhaps it was because he felt that his mother might need other things more at this time, so Mu Yuchen got out of bed obediently wrapped in a bath towel, then raised his head and kissed his mother's cheek before leaving Ling Chuxia's room. Seeing this, Yu Meng at the door of the room followed Mu Yuchen back.

"Young master, let me change your pajamas!"

Yu Meng smiled and took out a blue cotton cartoon pajamas from the closet. This pajamas were bought by Ling Chuxia and Mu Yuchen's favorite.

Mu Yuchen nodded obediently, then stretched out his hand and let Yumeng dress him.

"Mom doesn't seem very happy..." Mu Yuchen lay down on the bed with his eyes wide open.

Yu Meng paused for a moment when tidying the bath towels, and then tucked Mu Yuchen in the quilt: "It's okay, mom is in a bad mood, dad is here!"

"Dad?" Mu Yuchen tilted his fluffy head after washing his hair, "But will Dad comfort Mom?"

"This...it should be..."

Yu Mengxiang couldn't help shivering at the cold look of the eldest young master.

Can such a person comfort others...

Yu Meng actually expressed some doubts.

In fact, Mu Hanjue did not do anything to comfort others. He watched Ling Chuxia go to take a bath, then put on his pajamas, and then lay down gently on the bed, without even glancing at him during the process.

Ling Chuxia didn't mean to be indifferent to Mu Hanjue or anything, after all, the two of them were already getting married, so they should get along normally, but today she was so absent-minded, she didn't know what she was thinking at all. What, most of the things I do are also based on instinct.

Mu Hanjue watched Ling Chuxia lie down in the bed, and he immediately followed suit, and then turned off the headlights, leaving only the blue nightlight on the wall glowing slightly.

Ling Chuxia lying under the quilt was thinking about random things, and then felt a warm body against her back, and then slender arms wrapped around her waist.

Then Ling Chuxia felt the hot breath blowing against her ears: "What are you thinking, is there anything I can't solve..."

Mu Hanjue's voice was full of magnetic temptation, which made Ling Chuxia's empty brain gradually gather together, and then his face became a little rosy: "I didn't think about it..."

Ling Chuxia felt that she still had to solve her own affairs, and it was impossible for Mu Hanjue to give her any advice on the matter of not going back to the Chu family.Moreover, Ling Chuxia felt that Mu Hanjue probably didn't want her to go to the Chu family either, because he had told her to go to the Mu family.

But it is impossible for Ling Chuxia to go to Mu's.

Regardless of whether she and Mu Hanjue really get married and live together in the future, or... Anyway, she feels that the lives of the two cannot be mixed together, she must have her own space, and she cannot rely too much on Mu Hanjue. It is also for this reason that he would rather be a support staff in the Chu family.

But thinking about it this way, Ling Chuxia felt that if she didn't want to go to Mu's, then she should go to work elsewhere.Now it seems that returning to the Chu family seems to be the best choice. After all, it has been there for so long, and the relationship is still very deep, except for those two bad memories.

But Ling Chuxia thought about Chu Dongzhe's words, how could she not go through hardships if she wanted to succeed, and she didn't suffer any major damage in essence.

And now she gets along well with her colleagues, and she has such a good teacher as Anthony, and such a good boss as Chu Dongzhe, the occasional small fluctuations are actually nothing.

Ling Chuxia thought about it and smiled.

Feeling Ling Chuxia's body move slightly, Mu Hanjue faintly heard Ling Chuxia's smile and was a little puzzled for a moment.

Did he do anything funny?
Then Mu Hanjue felt the body of the person in his arms move, and turned over and nestled into his arms.

(⊙o⊙)
Mu Hanjue was really surprised.

This is the first time Ling Chuxia threw herself into his arms.

"Go to sleep, I'm fine."

Ling Chuxia's voice was still soft, making her feel soft and soft in the quiet night.

Mu Hanjue tightened his arms around Ling Chuxia, he didn't have any charming thoughts now, but this faint warmth was even more fascinating.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Mu Hanjue's voice was also softer than ever before.

And because Ling Chuxia fell asleep quickly because she let go of her entangled thoughts, the corners of her mouth seemed to curl up in her sleep.

The next day.

Sunshine filled the room, but Mu Hanjue was greedy for this rare warmth and couldn't remember it for a long time. Looking at the tender face of the person in his arms, he stretched out his fingers and stroked it gently, feeling the silky touch .

After a while, Ling Chuxia finally opened her eyes.

Maybe she wanted to understand what happened before, so she slept very deeply this time, but when she woke up, she saw the enlarged handsome face in front of her, which still made her feel a little horrified.

And it's really embarrassing for two people to look at each other like this...

"Well, Mr. Mu, good morning." Ling Chuxia greeted uncomfortably.

But Mu Hanjue, who was originally in a very good mood when he heard her greeting, suddenly darkened: "I thought we were getting married soon, and the title Mr. Mu shouldn't exist."

amount……

Ling Chuxia froze for a moment, then forced a smile.

But, she really didn't know what to call him...

"Call me from now on, Jue." Mu Hanjue seemed to have guessed what Ling Chuxia was thinking, so he said, "Don't let me hear you call Mr. Mu again."

Then Mu Hanjue seemed to feel that this was not scary enough, looked at Ling Chuxia and said seriously: "If you want, you can also call your husband directly, when you have adapted to your identity in advance."

old man...

Ling Chuxia's eyes were wide open, she almost bit off her tongue when she heard these two words, even if she was killed, she would not be able to say this title.

"... Jue..."

In the end, she had no choice but to choose the former among the two very bad titles, at least this one was quite normal.

If she really called out the word "husband", I'm afraid not only herself, but also others would be scared to death.

Although he was not particularly satisfied, this was still much better than the previous title of "Mr. Mu", so Mu Hanjue reluctantly nodded his head, agreeing.

However, sooner or later, she will still be unable to escape the other name...

(End of this chapter)

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