Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Nansheng is not an unmanned little girl, it is true to say that she is shy.

But Gu Jingchen's reaction is too big!

Did you get excited last night?

But this is in Mu's house ah ah ah ah!

Still in the living room!

Mu Nansheng took a few breaths of relief, then froze in Gu Jingchen's arms and didn't dare to move.

Gu Jingchen pinched Mu Nansheng's slender waist with his big hands and rubbed it slowly.

Mu Nansheng couldn't bear it anymore, so he grabbed Gu Jingchen's face with his hands and rubbed it hard.

"Gu Jingchen, you really have enough."

Gu Jingchen gritted his teeth and gently sucked Mu Nansheng's white neck, leaving his own traces devoutly.

Hearing Mu Nansheng's aggrieved voice, Gu Jingchen laughed sullenly.

"Not enough, how can it be enough."

"This is in Mu's house, what if others see it?"

Gu Jingchen raised his head and kissed Mu Nansheng's face, "you are my wife, what's wrong with kissing?"

Mu Nansheng looked vigilant, "Haha, you just kissed, okay?"

Hearing Mu Nansheng's complaint, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows and followed Mu Nansheng's words to set her up.

"Then what did I just do? Tell me, Mrs. Gu."

"You still let me touch..."

Mu Nansheng blurted out, thinking of Gu Jingchen's routine, and suddenly closed his mouth.

"Huh? Why don't you continue?"

Gu Jingchen leaned on the sofa and continued to tease Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng slammed Gu Jingchen's chest, and said, "You routinely trick me!"

There was a burst of light laughter from Gu Jingchen's chest, which made Mu Nansheng feel ashamed and angry.

"Forget it, I won't tell you, I'll go back to my room and take a nap."

Mu Nansheng quickly got off Gu Jingchen's lap and stretched.

Mu Nansheng suddenly thought of something again, and looked at Gu Jingchen with pride.

"I forgot, this is Mu's house, it seems that there is no room for you."

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, "Well."

"So, President Gu, just stay on the sofa."

Mu Nansheng leaned over and winked at Gu Jingchen.

"Bye-Bye."

After speaking, Mu Nansheng hummed a song and returned to the room in a good mood.

Seeing such a familiar room and layout, Mu Nansheng was not without emotion.

Since I got married, I seldom lived in this room.

Looking at the clean bed, Mu Nansheng knew that Mr. Mu must always have his servants clean his room.

Mu Nansheng was wandering around in the room.

Seeing the wooden box under the desk, Mu Nansheng's eyes darkened.

This wooden box was left to her by her mother Bai Ruo.

However, he did not know the password of the box.

On the day of coming of age at the age of eighteen, it was my father who gave this wooden box to Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng hadn't seen his mother Bai Ruo since he could remember.

As a child, Mu Nansheng asked the people around him.

Their answer was always that the mother went to heaven.

Mu Nansheng would never believe it.

Because the family never had a photo of his mother, the family did not go to the cemetery to visit the grave.

But my dad is always in a low mood on his birthday.

She had asked her brother, but he never answered.

After two lives, I didn't know much about my mother.

Maybe my mother didn't die.

He shook the heavy wooden box in his hand, but there was no sound.

The wooden box is exquisitely carved, but has no keyhole.

There is only one oddly shaped dent.

Or take a retrospective home.

Try to open it.

She wanted to know what secrets were hiding inside.

Perhaps, grandma will know the answer.

Mu Nansheng squatted on the floor and fiddled with the wooden box in his hand intently, not noticing the slight sound at the door.

The door was opened.

Gu Jingchen's tall and tall figure appeared in the bedroom.

Seeing Mu Nansheng sitting on the floor and fiddling, without noticing himself at all, Gu Jingchen thought of teasing her.

Mu Nansheng was still looking at the wooden box in his hand.