Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Nansheng tried his best to hold back his laughter, and patted Gu Jingchen on the shoulder comfortingly, with a smile in his voice: "Official complaints are the most deadly."

"Come on, brother."

Mu Nansheng is overjoyed now. When he thinks of Gu Jingchen being scolded, Mu Nansheng laughs.

Gu Jingchen narrowed his eyes: "what do you call me?"

"what?"

Mu Nansheng reacted and changed his words quickly, with a sweet voice: "husband, husband."

Only then did Gu Jingchen's face soften, and he didn't have the gloomy look just now.

Nanzai didn't realize anything at all, and still stood on tiptoe and couldn't wait to see.

"Nanzai, let's see how Daddy drew me."

"OK."

Mu Nansheng said happily, and turned to pick Nanzai up.

"Let me do it."

Gu Jingchen stopped, "I'll come."

With that said, Gu Jingchen picked up Nanzai.

Although Nanzai was very angry with himself just now, Gu Jingchen was not really angry with Nanzai, but felt a little more depressed.

As soon as Nanzai touched the table, he couldn't wait to find himself drawn by Gu Jingchen.

Gu Jingchen's paintings are quite satisfactory, not as outrageous as Nanzai's, but they look very good. At least it's not as outrageous as Nanzai's painting. .

In this way, Gu Jingchen held Nanzai in both hands, as expressionless as Nanzai said.

Mu Nansheng leaned over and asked, "Nanzai, how do you think Daddy drew you?"

Nanzai's expression was a little awkward, and his little face flew over two clouds, looking a little shy.

"Okay."

Nanzai was a little embarrassed, and clutched Mu Nansheng's skirt tightly, hiding his head behind his back.

Seeing Nanzai like this, Mu Nansheng was happy.

With a smile in his eyes, Mu Nansheng leaned over and watched carefully.

"Look, the Nanzai drawn by Daddy is quite cute."

Nanzai's eyes were timid, he slowly stuck his head out, took a tentative look, and was immediately attracted to the painting.

The lines of the portrait are smooth and always clean, and at first glance, it can be seen that it is Gu Jingchen's style of painting.

Gu Jingchen couldn't draw anything soft and cute, but he drew Nanzai's face cool.

Nanzai just liked himself like this, he couldn't put it down and looked at the painting, touching it carefully from time to time.

Nanzai was fascinated by it, and his eyes were full of love.

Mu Nansheng covered his mouth and snickered.

It seems that this kid still likes it, he just likes to be awkward.

Gu Jingchen hugged Mu Nansheng lazily, and the couple smiled at each other without disturbing Nanzai's painting.

Turning to the side, Mu Nansheng's voice was quiet.

"Jingchen, not bad, there are two brushes."

Gu Jingchen snorted lightly, with the expression "I am very powerful" written all over his face, very arrogant.

Mu Nansheng was amused by Gu Jingchen's expression and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Hearing Mu Nansheng's laughter, Nan Zai regained his senses, grabbed his clothes awkwardly, and his ears were red.

Mu Nansheng squatted down and held Nanzai in his arms.

"Nanzai, do you like it?"

Nanzai glanced at Gu Jingchen secretly, put his arms around Mu Nansheng's neck, and whispered, "I like it."

Hearing Nanzai's answer, Mu Nansheng compared to Gu Jingchen.

Gu Jingchen raised his chin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Touching Nanzai's head, Mu Nansheng smiled: "If you like it, let's paint it."

"it is good."

Nanzai raised his hand and couldn't wait to touch the paintbrush.

Mu Nansheng let Nanzai step on the chair, and the family of three painted colors together, and they had a lot of fun.

Just when the painting was about to be finished, there was a knock on the door of the study.

Mu Nansheng raised his head: "Someone is here."

"I'll take a look, you can paint this."

With that said, Gu Jingchen got up and went to the door.

Mu Nansheng nodded and continued to paint with Nanzai.

Opening the door, Mrs. Gu and Ma Li were standing at the door.