The Lovely Baby’s Arrival: CEO Daddy is on the Way

Chapter 4 My Mummy Ca n’t Enter the Men ’s Toilet

When Ye Nanxian saw Shen Mange from a distance, the whole person shivered.

That figure, that walking posture is almost like Shen Mange!

He came involuntarily and leaned on purposely.

Song Tao was stunned. He never saw which woman Ye Nanxian took the initiative to contact. Especially after his wife's accident five years ago, he became like an iceberg, making people involuntarily retreat. Leaning on the past is simply the first time.

He couldn't help but glance at Shen Mange, and was suddenly amazed by Shen Mange.

That stunning face is almost perfect to the extreme, as if it were carved by an artist, one more point, one less point.

Ye Nanxian was also amazing.

However, Ye Nanxian recovered quickly, frowning slightly, and stepped back subconsciously, and said coldly, "Walk and watch."

Shen Mange sneered in his heart.

Now this face is completely different from the previous self.

She still remembers how painful the fire was burning on her skin. She still remembered that she had suffered nine months of pain in order to protect the baby in her stomach. She had plastic surgery after giving birth.

Every time midnight dreams come back, she will wake up from the nightmare, tears and wet pillows again and again. Now the culprit is in front of her. Her hands can't help but she can't help tearing his face directly, digging out his heart, seeing what color his heart is, and want to ask him a sentence, Does he have a heart?

The singer Shen Man took the lollipop that Shen Zi'an hadn't finished eating. At the moment when Ye Nanxian came across, the lollipop also got on his suit.

She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now. Your suit is dirty. Why don't you give me a compensation? Do you have a phone? I bought it and sent it to you."

Shen Mange's voice was a little hoarse and deep.

Ye Nanxian's eyes slipped a bit of disappointment.

Not her!

Not only the face but also the sound.

He still remembered that Shen Mange's voice was as crisp as the Oriole, but the woman in front of him was beautiful, but her voice was low and hoarse. Perhaps for others, this voice is a bit tempting, but for him, it is completely insensitive.

Ye Nanxian's face returned to cold.

"No, just a suit."

After he finished, he took off his suit jacket and threw it into the trash bin not far away in front of Shen Mange. It was like throwing away a very disgusting trash.

Shen Mange's lips rose slightly.

In Ye Nanxian's eyes, she may be a woman who looks at him and wants to talk to her for a contact.

Shen Mange looked at his back with a sneer. He really didn't know what kind of expression he would look when he knew that he was the designer he was about to meet.

Ye Nanxian was inexplicably angry. As for what he was angry about, he didn't quite know.

That woman is obviously not Shen Mange, but why does it feel so familiar to him?

Do not!

Not her!

If Shen Mange knows that he takes the initiative to get up, he will definitely be happy. He knew Shen Mange's feelings for him, but there was no mood swing in the woman's eyes just now.

Her eyes are like Shen Mange!

Ye Nanxian stopped suddenly, and Song Tao didn't detect it, and directly hit Ye Nanxian's back.

"Mr. Ye, sorry."

Song Tao quickly stepped back two steps after touching his sour nose, only to find that Ye Nanxian's eyes had been following Shen Mange.

After a short contact with Shen Nanxian, Shen Mange went directly to the bathroom. The footsteps and walking made Ye Nanxian's eyes squint again.

"Mr. Ye, are you interested in that woman?"

Ye Nanxian glared at Song Tao suddenly, and Song Tao shut his mouth quickly.

"I go to the bathroom."

Ye Nanxian didn't know what was wrong, he was irritable, he turned around and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

Song Tao rarely sees Ye Nanxian like this, and naturally dare not keep up, just wait outside.

Ye Nanxian walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and poured a handful of water on his face, trying to wake himself up, but suddenly felt someone was pulling his clothes.

Ye Nanxian frowned slightly and turned his head to look around. A little boy about four or five years old was looking up with his right hand, dragging the hem of his clothes as if to say something.

"Let go!"

Ye Nanxian's eyes are slightly cold, and the breath of his body usually allows ordinary people to retreat, but the little boy in front of him is unmoved.

His eyes made him feel familiar.

"Uncle, can you do me a favor?"

Shen Zian looked straight at Ye Nanxian, and the innocent look made Ye Nanxian suddenly soften.

"How about your adult?"

"My mom can't enter the men's toilet!"

Shen Zian grunted her small mouth, her face a little ashamed.

Ye Nanxian looked at the little bun like a porcelain doll in front of her and suddenly sighed and said, "What can I do for you?"

"My zippers are stuck, but I'm in a hurry, uncle, can you help me unzip my pants?"

During Shen Zi'an's speech, his legs kept rubbing, as if he could hardly hold back.