Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

With a dark face, Gu Jingchen didn't say anything, and really moved to the side.

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Nansheng was a little surprised.

But at this time, there might be no chance if he didn't hide, so Mu Nansheng simply walked over.

When going out, Mu Nansheng did not forget to remind Gu Jingchen to turn off the tablet and then took Nanzai downstairs in a hurry.

Seeing the mother and son disappearing quickly, Gu Jingchen shook his head helplessly.

Let them flutter for a while, sooner or later he will ask for something from Mu Nansheng.

When he noticed the pink pig playing on the tablet, Gu Jingchen twitched the corner of his mouth and closed the tablet without hesitation.

Going downstairs slowly, Gu Jingchen went to the kitchen when he saw that there was no mother and son in the living room.

Sure enough, Mu Nansheng's mother and son were fiddling around in the kitchen.

Getting closer, Gu Jingchen said lightly, "what are you doing?"

Mu Nansheng was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Gu Jingchen, and said angrily, "why is there no sound when I walk, you startle me."

"Put your ears."

With a smile on his face, Gu Jingchen gently rubbed Mu Nansheng's earlobe with his big hand and kneaded slowly.

Avoiding Gu Jingchen's gaze unconsciously, Mu Nansheng poked his arm.

"Okay, stop playing, go and help Nanzai make rice **** with gloves."

"award."

Gu Jingchen bargained with Mu Nansheng neither lightly nor lightly.

After a pause, Mu Nansheng looked sideways at Gu Jingchen in disbelief: "You... are you haggling with me? "

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "that's understandable."

Rolling his eyes, Mu Nansheng glared at him angrily: "Gu Jingchen, don't even think about it."

"What do you think? Don't you want to help your son?"

Gu Jingchen chuckled: "this kid makes rice **** to please other girls. I won't help him."

"I'm different."

Gu Jingchen whispered and hugged Mu Nansheng's slender waist: "I only please you."

Blinking, a pink cloud floated across Mu Nansheng's face.

"Why is your mouth so sweet today?"

"I do not know either."

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "maybe it's so sweet after eating the strawberries in my wife's hands!"

"you shut up!"

With a flushed face, Mu Nansheng glared at him and whispered, "There are other people in the kitchen, less poor!"

"It's fine, don't make trouble."

Putting on gloves, Gu Jingchen walked over: "I'll help you do it together."

Mu Nansheng didn't refuse: "Go and open the seaweed you bought and put it in a bowl."

"Ok."

Nodding his head, Gu Jingchen took chopped seaweed from the refrigerator and put it in a bowl as Mu Nansheng said.

Nanzai was wearing children's gloves, holding the rice ball earnestly, and reciting something in his mouth: "I'm going to make four rice balls, two for Qingqing and two for me."

Mu Nansheng and Gu Jingchen stood behind him and looked at each other helplessly.

Little kids don't know anything and just want to share their stuff. But maybe tomorrow, Qingqing won't come.

But they didn't want to tell Nanzai about such a cruel possibility, they could only accompany him to fulfill his wish.

As long as Nanzai can be happy, they will be content as parents.

With a slight smile, Mu Nansheng stood beside Gu Jingchen and poked Gu Jingchen's arm intimately.

Gu Jingchen lowered his head: "what's the matter?"

"nothing."

Mu Nansheng smiled: "I just feel a little melancholy. Nanzai knows how to do something for the girl he likes at such a young age. As an old mother, I feel a little sad, and my son has grown up."

With that said, Mu Nansheng raised his hand and wiped away the tears that did not exist at all.

Gu Jingchen's mouth twitched, and then he shook his head helplessly: "you, you don't know what you're thinking about all day long."

"That's called cleverness, you know?"

Mu Nansheng kept his eyes on Nan Zai, who was earnestly pinching the rice balls, and helped him from time to time.