One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 892 is ordinary and simple

"Stupid woman."

It’s really a joke.

Mu Yazhe took her hand into the warm little shop.

Only when he walked into the door, he saw a child screaming in front of the bar with excitement, and a pair of watery eyes showed the brilliance of expectation.

A short-haired woman stood on one side, looking helplessly at the child's silly appearance, could not help but pinch his cheek.

Yun Shishi looked at him and couldn't help but think of how he was when he was two or three years old.

Youyou especially likes desserts. When Yun Shishi sometimes gets off work early, he will take him to the dessert shop. The little guy is like this. He squats in front of the display cabinet with his toes and looks at the desserts displayed in the freezer.

It is not going to be now.

Yun Shishi shouted a matcha-flavored puff, and he sat in front of the bar with Mu Yazhe.

The owner put a cream puff on the bar, and the child couldn't wait to grab a puff and greedily sent it to his mouth.

The owner was amused by his cute appearance, and said, "The children in your family are so cute!"

The woman’s eyebrows twisted and said faintly, “How about the lovely words for you? This little guy is very noisy.”

The poem of Yunshi was stunned and turned to look at the woman with a smile, but she saw her lazily patted the child's head and said, "This guy can be hard to worry about."

After all, the woman took the child's fine hair, half-joking and half-heartedly complaining, "You don't see him looking at it, it's really a headache."

"Children, especially boys, are naughty," the manager said with a smile.

Mu Yazhe lazily grabbed the shoulders of Yun Shishi, and his tone was gentle: "When my son is so big, it is also very tricky!"

Yun Shi’s poems were slightly surprised, and I did not expect that Mu Yazhe would be like a normal person.

It feels a little weird!

Perhaps, the image that Mu Yazhe has always been in front of her is the elite of the imperial elite, the master of the storm, like the god.

I did not expect that there is such a normal side.

The face of Yun Shishi is slightly red and red. What is it, Mu Yazhe was originally a puff.

"Haha, really?" The woman was slightly surprised. "This handsome guy, how old are you, watching people who don't look like children."

"Twenty-eight."

"Wow - good young! Is this your lover?"

Mu Yazhe bowed his head and glanced at the Yun Shi poems that snuggled around him. Then he smiled softly and his eyes were full of pets.

"Well! She is my wife."

The face of Yun Shishi is even redder, and she is shyly buried in her face.

- She is my wife!

This sentence really called her blushing heartbeat, and then, a warm current poured into the heart!

For the first time in my life, I tasted such strange warmth!

The woman took the child out of the store door, and Mu Yazhe’s gaze was fixed on the woman’s back until they disappeared into the night, which slowly regained her gaze.

Yun Shishi shook the bag of puffs in front of his eyes and wondered, "Mu Yazhe, what happened to you?"

Mu Yazhe returned to God and smiled and shook his head and said, "Nothing, just think, some envy."

"Well?" Yun Shishi did not understand the meaning of his words.

"Sometimes, I admire this, ordinary and simple family!" Mu Yazhe sincerely said.

He once thought that having an ordinary and simple home is a very expensive thing!

(End of this chapter)