Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Saying thank you or sorry to Mucheng seems to have become a habit.

The little milk bottle lying in Wen Churan's arms, while pressing his nose, said, "Can you two stop flirting in front of a kid like me?"

After hearing this, Mucheng's smile deepened.

Wen Churan became embarrassed, pinched the cheek of the little milk bottle, and lectured, "Little brat, what nonsense are you talking about!"

After playing around for a while, Wen Churan finally remembered to ask the time.

Mucheng glanced at his watch, "It's exactly six in the morning."

Is it six o'clock in the morning? !

Wen Churan turned around and saw that the sky outside the window had begun to turn white.

"You guys didn't sleep all night?!"

Mucheng smiled and asked, "If you are in a coma, who can still sleep?"

"Me! Me!" The little milk jug stuck out his head from the bed and said very proudly and proudly, "I just woke up!"

Wen Churan slapped his penis, "You little heartless thing..."

Little Milk Tank screamed, wringing her fingers, feeling aggrieved, "Little Milk Tank didn't know Mommy was in a coma..."

The child's butt was plump and felt very good. Wen Churan couldn't help but pinch it. Then he turned to Mucheng and said, "I haven't slept all night. You should go and take a rest."

Not to mention it was okay, but when it came to mentioning it, Mucheng felt really sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.

"Okay, I'm going to take a nap." After saying that, he warned uneasily, "Lie down and don't move around."

Wen Churan nodded.

After Mucheng left, she immediately endured the pain and got up from the bed.

The small milk bottle under the quilt suddenly reminded, "Mom...Mucheng Shumao told you not to move around, if you don't obey..."

Wen Churan said nothing because all her attention was on looking at the bedroom in front of her.

Only now did she realize that this was the bedroom she had lived in five years ago.

No matter whether it is decorative furniture or furnishings, ranging from sofas, coffee tables and beds to small wall paintings, potted plants and clocks, nothing has changed at all.

Everything in front of him seemed as if Sheng Shimo had deliberately preserved the original appearance of this bedroom and was waiting for her return.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a little guy squirming under the quilt, she almost thought she had woken up and gone back to five years ago.

There will also be knocks and inquiries from servants outside the door.

"Ms. Wen, what do you want to have for breakfast? I'll help you prepare it."

At this moment, there was silence.

After all...it's different.

At this time, Little Milk Pot suddenly asked, "Mom, that big gangster and pervert, is it really not my daddy?"

Wen Churan was pulled back from his thoughts and looked down at the small milk jug, seeing him blinking his big suspicious eyes.

"No." Wen Churan's tone was extremely determined, "He is someone Momma knew before, but he is definitely not your daddy."

As he said that, he added uneasily, "He is a super villain, the monster in Ultraman, the snake spirit in Calabash, the Dark Fairy in Balala, and Gargamel in The Smurfs." , Bald Qiang in The Bear, Big Big Wolf in Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf... so don't get close to him, and don't do any paternity testing with him, do you understand?"

The small milk bottle is pressed against the nose: "Mom, I have never seen any of those cartoons you mentioned."

"..."

In order to let Mucheng rest for a while, Wen Churan hugged the small milk bottle and lay on the bed obediently, and fell asleep without knowing it.

When I woke up, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Wen, are you awake?"