Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Nansheng changed his clothes, pulled down the hem of his shirt, and moved out of the bathroom nervously.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, Mu Nansheng looked up and saw Gu Jingchen.

Gu Jingchen leaned against the bathroom door, with an aggressive look undisguised, looking straight at Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng is petite, with a black shirt wrapping her slender waist, revealing straight and delicate legs. In the contrast of the black shirt, the skin is more and more fair and delicate.

A pair of eyebrows are like autumn water, and the lips are red without drawing.

Before Mu Nansheng's hair was wiped, the water drops dripped down on her neck and in her delicate collarbones. Everything fell into Gu Jingchen's eyes, so obscure and hard to bear.

What a goblin!

Mu Nansheng is not stupid. Seeing Gu Jingchen's aggressive eyes, there is a trace of anxiety in his heart.

Mu Nansheng was a little uncomfortable wearing Gu Jingchen's shirt.

But none of them spoke, unwilling to break the ambiguity of the room.

Finally, it was Mu Nansheng who spoke first.

"Well, I got the wrong clothes, I'll change!"

Mu Nansheng clenched his shirt tightly, one hand covering his chest uncomfortably.

As soon as he turned around, with the light, Mu Nansheng was startled to realize that the tall figure of the man enveloped him.

Gu Jingchen came to him.

Mu Nansheng just had an idea: run!

It's a pity that she didn't run two steps, the man's strong and hot arms wrapped around her waist, Mu Nansheng turned her back to him, her body was stiff and motionless.

"Run what? Huh?"

Gu Jingchen's words were low and hoarse, completely lost the cold and rigorous nature of the day, and whispered like a lover.

Mu Nansheng's heart was beating fiercely, and Gu Jingchen's words hit her heart like a club, making her heart tremble fiercely.

"No, I didn't run, I want to change clothes."

Mu Nansheng turned back sullenly, his face blushing and soft.

The water droplets from the hair are still dripping, cool and slightly dripping on Gu Jingchen's hot arm.

Gu Jingchen smiled lightly and said in a hoarse voice, "no need to change, you look good in clothes."

Mu Nansheng was embarrassed, "I'm not comfortable talking like this."

"Oh?"

"Then let's do something to make you comfortable?"

Gu Jingchen turned his head to the side, and his warm lips kissed Mu Nansheng's half-exposed shoulder again and again, like a hunter before eating, biting patiently.

Mu Nansheng shrank his shoulders involuntarily, and breathed out eagerly, "I—"

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Nansheng exclaimed.

Gu Jingchen bit his neck hard.

Mu Nansheng was ashamed and angry, struggling to leave Gu Jingchen's arms.

As everyone knows, her breaking free will bring a lot of benefits to Gu Jingchen.

Struggling too hard, the button on Mu Nansheng's chest collapsed, and the scenery was looming.

"Hey! Where are you looking?"

Mu Nansheng was ashamed and angry, and only then did he realize Gu Jingchen's sight.

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows and did not hide his eyes.

"My wife, can't you watch?"

Mu Nansheng felt more and more that the man was not serious, and Mei Mu glared at him angrily.

"Okay, okay, just don't look at it."

Gu Jingchen was helpless and comforted, and raised his hand to touch Mu Nansheng's dripping hair.

Mu Nansheng tilted his head directly, with a vigilant look on his face: "What do you want?"

Seeing Mu Nansheng's astute look, Gu Jingchen pointed to her hair and said helplessly: "Blow your hair, be careful of catching a cold."

Mu Nansheng closed his shirt, and walked over to the bed to get the hairdryer.

Because he was protecting his chest, Mu Nansheng was inconvenient to blow his hair, so he clumsily held the hairdryer in one hand and blew it randomly.

Gu Jingchen stepped forward and took the hairdryer.

"Let me do it."

Mu Nansheng touched his hair and nodded.

Gu Jingchen blew very carefully, for fear of entangling Mu Nansheng's hair. The big hand gently flipped through the hair, blowing carefully.

The hot wind blows his hair, Gu Jingchen's hand strokes his hair, and Mu Nansheng narrows his eyes comfortably.

Looking at Mu Nansheng's small appearance, Gu Jingchen kept it in his heart with a smile in his eyes.

Like a little wild cat.