My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1111 has a temper? (2)

Wushuang didn't conceal him, so he said what he was thinking.

When Mu Jinchen heard the words, his heart felt soft. Wushuang actually rarely said such emotional words to him. In fact, is he not the same?

He bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair, her faint eyes gleaming with brilliant glazed light, "Wu-shuang, I am the same, I wish I would tie you to my trouser belt every day, and watch you comfort me every minute. It’s a good thing to be assured that we need each other."

"Mu Jinchen, we want to be like this for the rest of our lives."

"Ok."

"that's it?"

"if not?"

"Mu Jinchen, shouldn't you take the opportunity to show your loyalty and say something nice? Women love to listen to sweet words."

"Wushuang, there is actually nothing more real than you in my arms. We are already a tacit understanding between us."

After a long time, Wushuang did not speak.

After a while, Wushuang said, "Mu Jinchen, I'm actually hungry."

The man laughed lowly, his mellow voice was too good to hear, he kissed her on the top of her hair before letting go, "What do you want to eat? I'll get it."

"I want to eat pasta made by my father, but my father is not here..."

"It's okay, I learned from my father, the taste may not be so good, but it shouldn't be much worse."

Wushuang raised his head from his arms and looked at him expectantly with surging eyes, "Really?"

"Naturally, you just wait for a while."

The man said that he wanted to put the little woman down.

Wushuang said, "I want to come down, I want to supervise the work."

"Okay." The man didn't let go, and went downstairs with Wushuang in his arms.

The sleeping mother Wu was also awakened by the young couple. She walked out of the room and saw her young master holding the young lady and rubbing her confused eyes. She was a little frightened, "Master, what's wrong with the young lady?"

"It's okay, Wu Ma, go back to bed, I'm just a little hungry, let Mu Jinchen cook for me."

Only then did Ma Wu put down her hand covering her chest and shook her head. The young master didn't seem to be very good at his craftsmanship? Naturally, it is also regarded as a little fun between husband and wife.

"By the way, Mu Jinchen, has the DNA comparison between Cheng Lang and Dili Lan'er come out?"

Wushuang held her chin in the living room and asked the figure who was busy in the kitchen. She couldn't smell the oily smoke and was a little far away from the kitchen. It was only now that she remembered it.

Mu Jinchen couldn't explain it clearly, so he had to put the pasta in the pot and boil it until softened, and walked out.

The glorious image of Wu Ma's small floral apron and holding a spatula seemed unparalleled for a while.

Mu Jinchen was generous, afraid that the smell on her body would be directed at her, so he didn't dare to walk too close. "It came out, and it turned out that she was not a father and daughter, but her identity cannot be ruled out. I have asked Qi Dong to investigate further."

Wushuang straightened up and even blinked at him with suspicious eyes, "It's not a father and daughter that can't be ruled out?"

The man glanced at the little woman calmly, "Madam, not all children's parents can be as sure as we are. Your child's father must be me, and my child's mother must be you."

Wushuang listened to the man playing the dumb riddle, but he didn't react in a moment. Guren Er turned his head for a while before he laughed, "So, do you suspect that Cheng Lang is being cucked by his wife?"

(End of this chapter)