Chapter 691

After the rhythm of the ceiling finally returned to calm in the sight, the curled white toes could not stretch naturally at all. Gu Shaoqing picked up the person from the almost drenched sheet with a satisfied face, and her sight fell on the lotus arm of her active ring on her neck. Her throat involuntarily rolled down and said: "I'll take you to take a bath first, and then come back to sleep."

"Good."

Lazily turned over in the man's arms, there is absolute trust between the actions, let him first put himself on the chair, and then hear the sound of the water, and then hold up again in the steaming heat, the fog improves the temperature of the bathroom, also improves the relationship between them.

The white bubbles rubbed out of the shower gel accidentally touched her chin. The cool milk smell made her slightly open a seam in her half asleep and half awake. She turned her body and complained: "my waist hurts. Can you massage me?"

The movement behind him suddenly stopped.

Gu Shaoqing laughs low alcohol: "Miss mu, what do you regard me as?"

"Masseuse." Looking back and blinking: "you should not clean up what you made by yourself."

"Then you should help me clean up my body because you have made trouble with me."

The hands of the troublemaker immediately let mujiutian scream in a low voice, and even the white bubbles deliberately contaminated his body. Yingbai's feet kicked him: "Gu Shaoqing, you're enough."

On the basis of the original scarlet color, the face was more charming. It seemed that water could drip from the delicate face where pores could hardly be found. Just staring at it, the man's original calm thought suddenly flourished. He slowly got up and walked into the bathtub under the gaze of mujiutian.

Bathtub was originally a single person, now it is more crowded.

It's also full of pure male charm, and the most gentle and bewitching voice of a man is lingering in his ear: "be good..."

Red lips directly bite in his shoulder, eyes trance.

After a noisy night, when mujiutian woke up the next day, it was more than 9 am. As soon as he went out, he heard the babbling laughter and clapping sound downstairs, as well as the occasional "Oh" babble.

Subconsciously, she went down the stairs and saw that in the bright sunshine, Xiao Wangshu was being teased by Gu Shaoqing in his arms, and there was minced meat porridge beside him. He was feeding Xiao Wangshu with a baby's special spoon.

Two faces that are imperceptible to the person concerned, but they are very similar

Mujiutian almost subconsciously wants to take xiaowangshu back, but he almost holds Gu Shaoqing's finger like a baby and refuses to let go. If he holds it hard, he is still reluctant to "ah... Ah".

Even Gu shaoqingjun's face was still tender. He got up and held them both in his arms: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." With lingering fear, he calmed down. He looked up and said with a smile: "Xiao Wangshu, I'm afraid he'll make trouble for you later."

But Xiao Wangshu seems to want to tear down Gu Shaoqing's finger. He still looks at him with a small face. His big eyes are like mojiu: "ah... Dad... Dad."

Subconsciously, in the quiet air, her heart seemed to stop suddenly. For a moment, mujiutian felt that her whole blood seemed to rush into her brain, almost so congested that she could not stand still.

It's hard for blood relationship to be so magical.

Let this little guy who has hardly met Gu Shaoqing for eight months say these two words every time he sees him.

He hardly dared to breathe: "Xiao Wangshu, he..."

"Darling, call again."

His soft and low voice immediately attracted Xiao Wangshu's attention. He shook his fingers and grinned: "ah... Dad..."

"Wangshu."

It seems to hear the familiar cry, xiaowangshu subconsciously interrupted his smiling face, turned around, let go of Gu Shaoqing, put xiaopang's hand into his mouth, and then smile at Mujiu.

It's sweet, but it's palpitating.

Gu Shaoqing at this time how can not see Mu wine sweet mind, a pair of deep eyes fixed on her face, are densely asked: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing."

"I agree to be with you, but I don't want Xiao Wangshu to call me dad. No matter how our relationship changes, you are going to let him call me uncle?"

She did not think about it, shaking her head: "No."

Mujiutian was not worried about this, butSubconsciously want to avoid this problem, holding small Wang Shu will turn around.

Gu Shaoqing has brought all the helpers who are responsible for taking care of Xiao Wangshu in the villa area. Originally, aunt Yu was the only one to help the helpers, and the green house became lively in an instant. Many people came and went.

As soon as she turned around, a powerful big hand immediately grasped her wrist, very hard.

The breath behind her began to be heavy, and the light outside the window was also very bright. She could clearly see the handsome face of the man behind her. The light but obvious anger was hidden in the corner of her eyes and eyebrows. After several changes in the bottom of her eyes, she returned to calm and read her name: "Jiutian, you are against me in this matter."

"No Her eyelashes moved, slowly shaking her head: "since I have chosen to come back, I have not contradicted you."

"What are you going to ask him to call me later?"

"Sorry, I haven't thought about it yet."

"He's still young, and he doesn't know he's adopted. If you want, he can be our own child in the future. I..."

"No

Two words suddenly came out, even mujiutian was scared by the hostility in his words.

She didn't pay attention to the convenience just now, only heard the last half sentence.

After a pause, he seemed to be aware of his strong reaction. Biting his lips, he waved to the servant and said, "take Xiao Wangshu upstairs to have a rest. If he is hungry, you can feed him some supplementary food."

"Yes, Miss mu."

The atmosphere between them, even the servant looked suspiciously, just did not dare to ask.

When people go far away, Mu Jiutian clasps Gu Shaoqing's wrist with his backhand and kisses him on his thin lips like an apology. His coquettish voice is soft: "I'm hungry. Shall we go to dinner?"

After a pause of a few seconds, Gu Shaoqing hugged her in his arms, and the voice above his head could not hear anything strange: "en, OK."

But even if it was a meal as usual, Gu Shaoqing had doubts about it after all.

When mujiutian went to the airport to pick up customers, his slender legs were folded together. He sat on the sofa without expression, and his facial features showed some kind of faint restlessness. When he dialed out, he heard the Secretary's voice respectfully: "Mr. Gu?"

"When will the results of what I asked you to investigate come out?"

Hearing that the Secretary thought for a long time before he figured out what this matter was, he quickly responded: "you mean the matter of young master mu?"

Mu Jiutian has never said Xiao Wangshu's surname, so Wen's secretary naturally comes down to Mu's surname.

"Yes."