My wife is not a demon

"Go out, come back later."

Bai Xianyu quietly pulled the skirt back a little, and said with a blank expression.

Just a blush on the neck.

"Oh."

Qingluo scratched her head, muttered something softly and left the room.

After searching around to no avail, she planned to ask again, but when she saw Chen Mu coming out of the room, the little girl couldn't help but widen her almond eyes.

"Brother-in-law, are you a ghost? Why did you suddenly appear again?"

"I just came back from a trip outside?"

"Just came back? You... Did you steal something?" The little girl looked suspicious.

Chen Mu knocked on the opponent's head with a chestnut, and said in a cold voice: "Your sister is relatively weak these days, so get some to make up for her, understand?"

"Brother-in-law, I really think you stole something."

"Candied haws juice."

Chen Mu left without saying a word.

Chapter 188 This is the real good guy!

The morning star shines in the sky, and the gorgeous morning light reflects the hanging gauze curtain brightly.

After freshening up, Meng Yanqing changed into a long plain dress, with delicate makeup painted on her upright and charming features, as delicate and gentle as an orchid.

In her age group, there are few women with such temperament and appearance.

Human temperament is precipitated with age.

But the appearance will gradually decline with the passage of time, like a flower that begins to wither after blooming.

But Meng Yanqing was like a pomegranate flower still in full bloom, the years turned into a faint makeup, outlining her charm stroke by stroke.

After her ex-husband committed suicide, many people in the neighborhood thought she would remarry.

Many landlords and merchants went to ask for marriage.

A woman who wants to savor the charm of this blooming flower.

Unexpectedly, she survived with her two children. Although she caused a lot of gossip, at least people still admire her.

It's a pity that this kid Zhang Awei is too stupid to be a talent at all.

When I was young, I was often beaten up by Meng Yanqing, but in the end I could only spend money to find connections to make a living in the Yamen.

Xiao Xuan'er is clever, but it's a pity that she is a daughter.

Although the Empress Dowager has encouraged girls to study and work in government agencies in recent years, it is still difficult to get into the court after all.

Afterwards, Chen Mu's appearance undoubtedly ignited Meng Yanqing's hope.

So bet on it.

Obviously, the bet has won at the moment, but it seems that he has almost lost himself.

She overestimated her reserved ability, and even underestimated Chen Mu's methods of dealing with women. How could an ancient widow withstand such teasing.

Handsome good looks and heart-pounding earthy love stories...

Coupled with super powers, even the ruthless Suzaku Envoy was defeated. What a little widow is.

But just when she was about to open her heart, she accidentally saw her ex-husband.

No, to be precise, someone who looks a lot like her ex-husband.

Undoubtedly, the appearance of her ex-husband caused the woman to fall into a state of fear. Although she knew that it might not be her ex-husband, she was still panicked.

I even woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night last night, and my pillow was wet with tears.

"Mother, my book bag is broken."

The childish voice of the youngest daughter interrupted the beautiful woman's thoughts.

I saw Xiao Xuan'er running over with the cloth bag she usually holds books in, crying with her baby fat cute round face.

"Why is it broken again, didn't I just sew it up for you yesterday?"

Meng Yanqing frowned.

She took the cloth bag and took a look, and sure enough there was a small hole torn open at the bottom corner, she scolded with a pretty face, "Did you break it when you were fighting with your friends again?"

"No."

Xiao Xuan'er squeezed her little hands, tearful and aggrieved. "Since the little sister named Sheng'er left last time, I don't have any friends to hang out with."

Shenger...

In Meng Yanqing's mind, the little girl in the red shirt and the woman with the belly that he had seen by chance last time came to mind.

"Then sister Sheng'er hasn't appeared in the past two days?"

"Ah."

Xiao Xuan'er looks lonely.

Meng Yanqing shook her head helplessly, and brought a needle and thread to sew it up again.

After sewing, seeing the happy smile on the little daughter's face, Meng Yanqing's heart moved, and she asked softly, "Xiao Xuan'er, if, I mean, if your father comes back, are you... happy?"

"Daddy?"

Xiao Xuan'er blinked her vivid clear eyes and said curiously. "Is it Brother Mu?"

"..."

Two red clouds flew up from the beautiful woman's pink cheeks, and said: "It's not him, it's your biological father."

"No, I only want Brother Mu."

Xiao Xuan'er shook her head vigorously.

Hearing the younger daughter's answer, Meng Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, blushed and said softly, "Do you like Brother Mu to be your father?"