Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

The child is too young and cannot understand some things.

There was a hint of helplessness on his face, but more of an amused smile.

"Nanzi doesn't need to know."

"Come on, Mommy will apply shower gel on you."

"good!"

With a little curly hair on his head, Nan Zai obediently stretched out his arms, not forgetting to ask: "Mommy, I want to use Daddy's."

"Your daddy's?"

"yes."

Nan Zai nodded, dropped the little yellow duck, and took Gu Jingchen's shower gel with a flutter.

"Mommy, use this."

"sure."

Gladly agreeing, Mu Nansheng opened the lid and let Nanzi smell it: "It's mint, not your kind of fragrance."

"That's all right."

Nanzi slowly wiped a little on his hand, "I like Daddy."

"You."

Laughing dumbly, Mu Nansheng tapped Nanzi's nose: "Why do you like daddy's things so much?"

"hey-hey!"

Touching the back of his head, Nanzi looked admiring: "Because daddy is very handsome, and I also want to be like daddy."

"Then your dad will be very happy to know."

Teasing Nanzi, Mu Nansheng quickly gave Nanzi a bath and took Nanzi out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

"'Wrap yourself in a bath towel, Mommy is going to blow dry your hair."

"good!"

Obediently, Nanzi closed his eyes and let Mu Nansheng blow dry his hair.

When Gu Jingchen came in, Mu Nansheng had just finished blowing Nanzi's hair.

Smelling the familiar smell of mint shower gel, Gu Jingchen frowned slightly: "Why does this smell exactly like my shower gel?"

"Bringing things over so quickly."

"Um."

Gu Jingchen nodded: "Mama Li has already washed that box of strawberries."

"good."

Nodding, Mu Nansheng smiled at him.

"Your son asked for your shower gel."

"oh?"

Raising his eyebrows, Gu Jingchen raised his hand and rubbed Nan Zai's slightly moist curls.

"Brat!"

"Daddy!"

Smiling, Nanzi hugged Gu Jingchen's arms with his arms around the towel, refusing to come down.

"Jingchen, then help Nan Zai change his clothes. The clothes will be washed soon, don't forget to put in the dryer."

After the instructions, Mu Nansheng went downstairs to prepare meals, but the only two people left in the bedroom were the father and son, who were staring at each other.

Pursing his lips, Gu Jingchen held Nan Zai's dishonest foot.

"Which one should I wear?"

Nanzi thought for a while: "Daddy, I want to wear pajamas, Crayon Shin-chan's."

"good."

Nodding, Gu Jingchen hugged Nanzi and changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Asking Nanzi to accompany Mrs. Gu, Gu Jingchen went to the kitchen to help.

Since the chef at home has already prepared dinner, Mu Nansheng only needs to make Gu Jingchen's favorite fish-flavored shredded pork.

After entering, Gu Jingchen washed his hands: "Is there anything I can help with?"

Hearing Gu Jingchen's voice, Mu Nansheng turned around and said, "Have you changed your clothes?"

"Um."

Gu Jingchen said calmly, "This kid must change into pajamas."

"That's okay, kid!"

"Please help me serve the rice. It will be ready soon."

"good."

Nodding, the couple went about their own business, and Gu Jingchen helped bring the food over.

Nanzi had been hungry for a long time, so he ran over with bare feet.

"Oh, dear grandson. Your shoes!"

Mrs. Gu quickly chased after him, not forgetting to take Nan Zai's slippers.

"Gu Munan!"

After picking up Nanzi, Gu Jingchen gritted his teeth secretly: "Put on shoes!"

Mu Nansheng shook his head helplessly and took the slippers from Mrs. Gu.

"Put on your shoes!"

With a low voice, Mu Nansheng carried Nanzi over again and washed his hands carefully before placing him on the chair.

Gu Yiwei still hasn't come back and is busy with the preliminary operation of his barbecue stall business.

After dinner, Mu Nansheng thought about Gu Jingchen's shirt and went upstairs first, leaving Gu Jingchen alone to play with Nanzi.