A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

Song Chi and Mu Yin returned to their homes.

As soon as he entered the house, Mu Yin couldn't help but "cough cough..." several times.

Song Chi hurriedly said: "Uncle, please sit down and rest quickly. I'll make porridge for you. You have a cold now, so you can only eat light food. After you eat, take the medicine and go to rest."

Mu Yin shook his head: "Don't be busy. Aren't you going to set up a stall tonight? They're all out of stock. Let's hurry up and catch up."

Song Chi looked concerned: "Uncle, you agreed to let me cook in the car just now. You are a patient now and should be taken care of by me! Besides, I must be determined not to set up a stall tonight!"

Mu Yin looked at her concerned expression and felt a warm current in his heart.

She cares so much about setting up a stall. A few days ago, she said that she couldn't fish for three days and dry the nets for two days. Now she stopped working for one day for her. It seemed that he still had weight in her heart.

Even though Mu Yin hated her hard work, he had no choice but to agree.

"Ok."

Song Chi took Mu Yin and led him to the sofa.

Mu Yin looked at their hands holding each other, the corners of his mouth raised, and he was in a happy mood.

Mu Yin was pushed down by Song Chi and sat on the sofa.

Song Chi repeatedly warned: "Uncle, you lie down and rest, and I will give you a blanket."

Mu Yin looked at her lovingly and had no choice but to lie down as instructed.

Song Chi went to the bedroom, brought a quilt, and carefully covered him.

During the process, she leaned very close to him, and the faint fragrance of her body reached his nose.

Mu Yin's eyes were on her the whole time, his heart was in a state of excitement, and he was grinning sillyly.

However, Song Chi didn't notice this. After finishing her work, she turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

Mu Yin looked at Song Chi's figure thoughtfully.

Just now, Song Chi suspected that he was Mr. Mu.

Once doubted, twice!

Mu Yin knew very well that paper could not contain the fire, and he actually did not plan to hide it for long!

However, Song Chi said that she hated deception the most, and would never forgive someone who deceived her.

For a moment, Mu Yin's happy mood hit rock bottom again.

According to Song Chi's bad temper, if she knew that he had lied to her, she would definitely not forgive him!

Thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Mu Yin didn't realize that he cared more about Song Chi than he thought!

He thought for a moment and said to himself: No, I can't let Chichi know my identity. I didn't hide it on purpose before, but now I have to hide it on purpose, because...

Why?

For a moment, Mu Yin couldn't figure it out.

All he knew was that he couldn't let Song Chi drift away from him.

Mu Yin couldn't understand the emotions in his heart, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ye Xiu, asking him to deal with things in a low-key manner in the future. He also repeatedly warned Song Chi not to let Song Chi know his identity as the overlord!

As soon as the explanation was finished, Song Chi started cooking porridge.

"Uncle, the porridge is ready."

Mu Yin put away the phone without leaving any trace.

"Chichi, are you tired?"

Mu Yin took the bowl in her hand, held her hand with one hand, and checked repeatedly to see if her hand was wrinkled with fatigue.

Song Chi muttered: "Uncle, what are you looking at? If I make porridge, can I make flowers with my hands?"

Mu Yin saw her hands, small hands with some calluses on them.

"your hands……"

Song Chi smiled: "Uncle, I'm fine. This is what I left behind from doing housework!"

He probably guessed that she was at her uncle's house and doing a lot of housework.

Mu Yin felt distressed in her heart, and planned to ask Ye Xiu to send someone abroad to buy some hand cream, skin care products, etc. to take care of her.

Song Chi took the bowl in his hand.

"Uncle, let me feed you porridge."

Feed him?

Mu Yin raised his eyebrows.

"it is good."

He also wanted to taste the porridge his wife fed him.

Song Chi took a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of porridge. She blew on the hot air before feeding it to his mouth.

"Uncle, open your mouth."

Mu Yin opened his mouth obediently and looked at her with bright eyes.

Song Chi met his gaze, and the way the uncle looked at her was like a blazing flame, burning her heart.

Song Chi suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, did not dare to look at him, and forced himself to concentrate on feeding him porridge.

Mu Yin ate the porridge fed by Song Chi and thought to himself: Hmm, the porridge fed by my wife is sweeter than honey and more delicious than delicacies from the mountains and seas!

The scene of the two people together has a very warm atmosphere.

When he was halfway through the bowl of porridge, Song Chi suddenly remembered something and chuckled.

"Chichi, what are you laughing at?"

"Uncle, I suddenly feel that what we are like now is like a scene in a TV series..."

"Oh? What plot?"

Song Chi lowered his voice: "Da Lang, it's time to take medicine~"

After saying that, Song Chi couldn't help laughing "hahahaha", his shoulders shaking as he laughed.

"Da Lang?"

Mu Yin didn't know why, but seeing her happy, for some reason, he felt happy too.

"Wu Dalang, haven't you seen it? He was sick, and his wife gave him medicine, but a bowl of poison made him die."

Mu Yin tutted: "I see, but how are we similar to them? I am more handsome than Wu Dalang, and my wife will not give me poison."

Song Chi: "You are too narcissistic..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

The uncle just said 'my wife'.

He called her wife!

Song Chi's heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and his face turned completely red.

Mu Yin realized later that she was shy.

He grinned stupidly: "Chichi, why is your face so hot? Isn't it because I called you wife that you are shy? Huh?"

He called his wife again.

Song Chi blushed like a cooked shrimp.

She hurriedly handed the bowl to him: "Damn it, I won't bullshit you anymore, you can eat the rest yourself!"

After saying that, she covered her face shyly and ran into her bedroom.

Mu Yin watched her long legs running, she was so cute.

"Honey, run slower!"

"understood……"

The uncle's name for Song Chi suddenly changed from 'Chichi' to 'wife'. For a moment, Song Chi was numb.

Mu Yin took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the remaining half bowl of porridge.

He posted a message on WeChat Moments with the text: [I have a cold, my wife feeds me porridge, it’s delicious! 】

A proper show of affection.

And when his friends saw this circle of friends, they all went crazy.

However, Mu Yin did not look at his phone again, nor did he see the message.

He recalled the feeling he had with Song Chi.

He cares about her emotions and protects her safety all the time.

This caring is not just about her being the mother of his child.

In the process of getting along with each other, he seems to have fallen in love with her!

Mu Yin's heart skipped a beat and he murmured in his heart: Yes, when he knew that Song Chi would not forgive the person who deceived her, he felt worried and afraid. It was not just because he liked her, he was worried about his identity being exposed, and he was afraid that she would not accept him. Identity!

Mu Yin was sure that he had fallen in love with this cheerful and stubborn little girl who always amazed him!

Just when he was in a mood, Ye Xiu sent a message.

"Mr. Mu, remember to attend the banquet tonight. Do you need the dress to be delivered to your community room?"

Mu Yin replied: "No, you drive here, find a secluded place, and I will get it. One more thing. All photos of me as Mr. Mu on the Internet are blocked. No matter where I am, avoid people who know me." …”

the other side

Song Chi was lying on the bed, recalling that Mu Yin called her wife, she blushed and her heart beat again.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang several times.

It was a message from my best friend: "Chichi, I'm back. I'm going to attend a banquet tonight. You promised last time to attend with me, okay?"