Chapter 1285: mu yichen, what kind of father are you?

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however, young master mus good mood only lasted a few minutes.

after dinner, luo chenxi went to the childrens room and carried the little dumpling to the large bed in the master bedroom. she even expressed that she would accompany the little dumpling to sleep that night.

she directly cast aside the husband she had just confessed to.

mu yichen, what kind of father are you? tang tangs illness just acted up today, what if she had a nightmare at night? of course im going to accompany her, stop it!

luo chenxi refused him righteously and reached out to push away his naked chest that was approaching her.

having said that, she still secretly swallowed her saliva. she couldnt help but look down and secretly glance at the mans strong and perfect muscle lines.

this man really knew her weakness too well. he actually took off his clothes to seduce her it was simply against the rules!

stupid woman, youre drooling mu yichen chuckled softly.

no, i didnt! luo chenxi closed her eyes in a hurry to reject the temptation.

however, in the next second, her wrist was grabbed by the man and pressed against his chest. arent you going to touch it? your favorite

luo chenxis heart wavered even more when she felt the soft, elastic touch on her palm.

stupid woman

mu yichens eyes flickered slightly. he was about to make another effort to drag his wife back to the room.

but at this moment, he was kicked in the stomach. he was caught off guard and almost screamed out in pain, ill go!

luo chenxi opened her eyes in a hurry and saw the little dumpling sleeping by her side had retracted her tiny feet. her soft and cuddly little body was even rubbing against her side as she hugged one of her arms.

he rubbed his toot little face against her shoulder and mumbled, daddi is so noisy, daddi go away!

you ! mu yichen was exasperated.

luo chenxi shuddered. she quickly hugged the little dumpling. tang tang fell asleep and accidentally kicked you. youre not allowed to bully her!

mu yichens face darkened on the spot.

which eye of this stupid woman saw him bullying his daughter? he was the one being bullied!

if it wasnt for the fact that the little dumplings eyes were closed and her breathing was regular, he would have thought that she was here to ruin her fathers plans on purpose!

luo chenxi glared at him. hurry up and leave. dont disturb my daughters sleep.

just like that, young master mu was ruthlessly kicked out of the house by his wife.

he had used all his skills, but he still couldnt escape the fate of sleeping in the study.

luo chenxi did not sleep well the entire night. she was constantly worried that the little dumpling would be woken up by a nightmare.

however, a night pa.s.sed and nothing happened.

not only did the little furball sleep very soundly at night, but when it woke up in the morning, it was back to its usual cheeky self.

she had completely forgotten about the shock she had received yesterday, as if she had been hypnotized.

fortunately, dr. hu had already explained to luo chenxi that this was a form of the little dumplings psychological self-protection mechanism so she did not need to worry.

luo chenxi had just acknowledged her daughter. even though she could not hear her calling her mother, she was still extremely excited. she stuck to the little dumpling the entire day, accompanied her to draw, build blocks, and feed the little dog.

young master mu was completely ignored. he felt extremely stifled, and he had to bear the disdainful gazes of the mu familys two elders and mu weiwei.

he deeply regretted his decision to bring luo chenxi home. it was better when he was in country F!

it seemed that he had to quickly arrange the wedding.

after the wedding, they could go on their honeymoon openly.