Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"What?"

Joanne was startled. Did she sleep with them?

Seeing her frightened look on her face, I knew she wanted to be crooked. "I sleep on the sofa and protect you at any time."

Saying this, he lowered his head and pinched the face of little glutinous rice. "Little glutinous rice, my uncle will protect you and you. Trust my uncle, okay?"

Little glutinous rice blinked.

Not knowing whether to believe or not, Mu Jingxi couldn't help laughing and pinched her soft little face.

Now, in his eyes, little glutinous rice is like a fragile porcelain doll. There can be no mistakes.

He looked up. "Xiaonuomi agreed."

Joan's lips twitched slightly. "When did little glutinous rice agree? Why didn't I hear it?"

"She blinked."

Joanne: "

He took Joanne by the shoulder and took her to the bedroom.

"On the contrary, we're going back to the guest room."

"The bed in the bedroom is bigger and you sleep more comfortably." Mu Jingxi maintained his gentlemanly demeanor. "Don't worry, I won't disturb you when I sleep on the sofa."

Joan always has high requirements for bedding, but... Mu Jingxi's bed really makes her like it.

Unable to resist the temptation, she had to half push into the bedroom.

The mother and daughter lie in bed ~ and don't know whether they are just full or frightened by nightmares. Little Glutinous Rice doesn't know whether she won't sleep.

Mu Jingxi took a story book, sat by the bed and began to tell stories.

Joanne glanced at him. "Are you sure you can speak?"

"It's not difficult to read from the book." Mu Jingxi doesn't think so. When Joan is away, he tells xiaonuomi bedtime stories.

It turned out that Joan underestimated him.

The man's magnetic voice, telling stories slowly, is particularly fascinating in this quiet bedroom.

Little glutinous rice lay in Joan's arms, blinking slowly.

Finally, he closed his heavy eyelids.

Mu Jingxi lowered his voice and asked, "are you asleep?"

Joanne nodded. "It should be."

Put down the story book, Mujing Xila Gauss quilt, carefully cover the small glutinous rice, deep eyes, look at Joan, a little more profound meaning that she can't understand, "it's getting late, you can have a rest."

"Yes."

Turn off the crystal lamp, leaving only two faint yellow wall lamps. Mu Jingxi goes to the sofa to lie down.

Everything was quiet. Joan could hear the breath of little glutinous rice in her arms and feel the existence of Mu Jingxi.

It seems that... There is really a sense of security.

She bowed her head, kissed little glutinous rice, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning.

After breakfast, the psychologist came to the official residence.

The psychologist is a middle-aged woman with great affinity. Instead of wearing a white coat, she is wearing a light apricot skirt, gentle and elegant.

Joan knew she was a psychologist, but she was struggling with how to get xiaonuomi to contact a psychologist.

Just then, Mu Jingxi waved, "Joan, come here."

The little glutinous rice sitting on the sofa, as soon as she saw that Joan was leaving, immediately stretched out her small claws, tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, raised her small head, and looked at her nervously: "Ma Ma Ma, where are you going?"

Both sad and distressed.

Little glutinous rice is very insecure now. Joan immediately holds her hand. "Little glutinous rice, go out and come back soon."

"No."

Little glutinous rice shook her head and was not allowed to go.

Mu Jingxi raised his hand and looked at his watch and ordered the servant to call mu Shaoxi.