Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

After wiping his hair and seeing Mu Nansheng sitting blankly by the bed, Gu Jingchen put down the towel and walked over slowly.

Raising his hand to touch Mu Nansheng's head, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "What's going on?"

Raising his head, Mu Nansheng reluctantly showed a smile.

"Nanzai and the others are already at my brother's place now."

"Yes." Gu Jingchen nodded: "I will take you out to play tomorrow."

When it came to going out to play, Mu Nansheng smiled.

"good."

"Don't worry about Nanzi and Xiaojun. They may be having fun at my brother's place."

Pursing his lips, Mu Nansheng tilted his head and thought, "Is it possible?"

Gu Jingchen: "......"

At this time, if Mu Qingmo heard this, he would definitely nod his head without hesitation.

It's possible, very possible.

"Wow, this is so fun!"

"Uncle, I want this from you."

"I like this figure too, it's so cool."

"…………"

At this time, Nanzi and Xiaojun were happily in Mu Qingmo's room and refused to leave.

Holding his forehead, Mu Qingmo felt a little headache looking at these two noisy little guys.

"Nanzai, be good, come down, okay?"

With that said, Mu Qingmo raised his hand to hug him.

But before he could step forward, Nanzi took a step back and shook his head to express his displeasure.

"Uncle, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Mu Qingmo: "But it's getting late now. Your mommy told me that you should rest at this time."

Curling his lips, Nanzi sat down, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Uncle, I want to play with Brother Xiaojun for a while longer, okay?"

"Just a moment, please."

Mu Qingmo: "......"

Facing Nan Zai's pitiful eyes, Mu Qingmo was silent for a long time and had no choice but to give up.

Needless to say, Nan Zai's coquettish temperament is comparable to that of his younger sister.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mu Qingmo had to go out to get water for the two children.

In the living room, Lin was still watching TV.

Seeing Mu Qingmo coming over, Lin Yiran was stunned, and then replied: "Is there still nothing you can do? Are they still unwilling to rest?"

"Um."

Mu Qingmo responded, "Let them play for a while longer. I will let them rest after a while."

"That's it."

Looking at Mu Qingmo's dejected look in a funny way, Lin Yiran curled his lips and said, "Brother Qingmo, you look troubled. Is it difficult to comfort children?"

"That's right."

After sighing, Mu Qingmo answered truthfully: "Nan Zai is indeed Nan Sheng's child, and his noisy appearance can rival hers."

Hearing this, Lin Yiran looked at him in disbelief, angry and amused.

"Brother Qingmo, if Nan Sheng finds out what you said, he will definitely lose his temper with you."

"It doesn't matter."

Mu Qingmo continued: "Isn't this the truth? Nanzi has a lively temper, which is different from my taciturn brother-in-law."

"What you said does make sense."

Nodding truthfully, Lin still thought for a while, "Then let me try. It's really late now. If they go to bed too late, they probably won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

"Can you?"

"Why...why not?"

Lin Yiran retorted: "Anyway, if you be patient, you can definitely put them to sleep."

"OK."

Nodding, Mu Qingmo raised his hand: "Then go ahead."

"Let me tell you first."

Lin Yiran replied: "I can't just enter your room."

"Why can't we enter?"

After saying this, Mu Qingmo raised his eyebrows: "Please."

"good."

After a soft response, Lin Yiran turned around and went to his room.

With his heart moving, Mu Qingmo followed and walked over without saying anything.

In the room, Nanzi and Xiaojun were playing with figures.

Knocking on the door, Lin still said in a soft voice: "Baby, can I come in?"

Seeing that it was Lin Yiran, Nanzi nodded happily: "Auntie, come in quickly and play with figures with us."

Seeing so many figurines placed in the room, Lin still held his forehead and felt a little big.

He smiled helplessly and carefully walked around the figures. Lin Yiran sat down next to them with a smile.

After touching the heads of the two little guys, Lin Yiran raised his eyebrows: "Baby, shouldn't we go back too?"

"Think about it, we still have to go out and play tomorrow."

"It's getting late now. If we can't get up tomorrow, we won't be able to go."

Hearing this, Nan Zai wrinkled his delicate nose.

"Auntie, I want to go out and play with you tomorrow."

"yes."

Lin Yiran smiled and nodded, coaxing: "Then should we go back to the room and go to bed now?"

The two little guys looked at each other and nodded: "Sleep!"

At the same time, Mu Qingmo, who was leaning by the door, raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, she still had a way.

After finally seeing the two guys nodding, Lin Yiran quickly picked up Nanzi.

"Come on, let's go and rest."

At this time, Mu Qingmo strode over and took over Nanzi with a frown.

"Nanzi is a bit heavy, you can't carry it."

After being stunned for a moment, Nanzi had already been taken out of her arms.

Curving his lips slightly and looking at Mu Qingmo holding Nanzi, Lin Yiran just smiled.

However, Nan Zai was a little unconvinced, and the hand around Mu Qingmo's neck patted his shoulder.

"Uncle, Nanzi is not fat."

Mu Qingmo: "......"

Lin Yiran: "......"

After scolding him, Lin Yiran quickly comforted him: "Nanzai, your uncle is just kidding you!"

Nan Zai didn't speak, he just kept staring at Mu Qingmo, as if waiting for his confirmation.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Sighing helplessly, Mu Qingmo had no choice but to follow the little guy's wishes and speak.

"Uncle is joking for you, let's go."

"good!"

Nan Zai nodded with a smile, put his arms around Mu Qingmo's neck, and kept humming children's songs.

Lin Yiran just curled his lips, then took Xiaojun's hand and followed him.

The two children also played for a long time and fell asleep in a short while.

After slowly closing the door, Lin Yiran turned around and smiled at Mu Qingmo.

"It's really not easy to take care of children."

"Yes." Mu Qingmo nodded, his tone a little tired, "I agree."

Unconsciously clenching his hands, Lin Yiran smiled: "Then you should go to bed early, we have to go to the zoo tomorrow."

"OK."

Mu Qingmo nodded: "Good night."

Lin Yiran smiled: "You too."

After watching her go back to her room, Mu Qingmo returned to the room leisurely.

Seeing the figures scattered on the floor, Mu Qingmo had a headache again.

Nanzi, this skinny monkey, is as good as his mother.

There are also many collector's edition figures among them, some of which even Mu Qingmo cherishes so much that he dare not touch them.