Martial Artists in the Comics World

In the room, Gu Nian and Chu Zhaoyang, who were separated by a door from them, really couldn't laugh or cry.

Chu Zhaoyang reluctantly let go of Gu Nian and tentatively touched the back of her head where she was hit: "How is it?"

"Hiss—" Gu Nian took a breath, "It hurts. Huh."

It hurt so much that tears welled up in my eyes.

Because it hurts, and also because the man she could act coquettishly to was in front of her again.

She can release her little emotions unscrupulously and without any burden.

Outside, the little guy slammed the door impatiently: "Mom, Mom, are you being bullied?"

Chu Zhaoyang looked at Gu Nian with deep meaning in his eyes.

If there weren't people outside, he would really want to bully her and bully her severely.

His gaze was so revealing that Gu Nian couldn't even pretend to be confused, but she immediately knew where he was thinking.

She pushed him with a hot face, but did not push.

Chu Zhaoyang trapped her against the door, with his arms on both sides of her, and asked in a low voice: "What's his name?"

Mentioning the little one, Gu Nian's face was filled with indescribable tenderness: "Chu Jinyu, hold Jin Yu's hand."

Chu Zhaoyang's eyebrows were vivid and soft, as if drowning in endless tenderness: "Nian Nian, thank you."

Even if I am not here, you still give birth to the little one for me.

Gu Nian shook his head and said softly: "You are not here, but fortunately Xiaomi Gao is with you."

"Millet cake?" Chu Zhaoyang held Gu Nian in his arms. Listening to Gu Nian's soft voice, his attention was no longer on his son. All he could think about was Gu Nian.

When Gu Nian said this, he just muttered it absently, but his eyes were on Gu Nian's fair and delicate skin, on his lips that became more moist and red after being kissed by him, and on his eyes stained with spring water.

I can't see enough anywhere, I can't see clearly anywhere, and I feel like my eyes are simply not enough.

He raised his hand involuntarily and brushed the hair around Gu Nian's ears, revealing her delicate little face as big as a palm.

"Well, when Xiaomi Gao was born, he was as white and tender as a glutinous rice dumpling, so I gave him a nickname, Mi Gao." Gu Nian seemed to have endless things to say when he mentioned his son.

The eyebrows and eyes are as curved as crescent moons, with a bright smile dotted with stars, and the whole person seems to be covered with a layer of warm light.

Gu Nian didn't act like this when he mentioned him.

Chu Zhaoyang narrowed his eyes, but when Gu Nian mentioned the little guy, he didn't care about anything else, and didn't pay attention to the change in Chu Zhaoyang's expression.

Still happily saying: "Even though Xiaomi Gao is young, he still wants to save face and won't let it go... won't let it go..."

Chu Zhaoyang had lowered his head, his lips slowly approached the corner of her lips, and all the hot breath he breathed touched her lips.

Gently, shallowly, he pecked the corners of her lips.

Then, along the corner of her lips, there was a faint brush against her cheek, and her hot soft lips pecked Gu Nianmin's sensitive earlobe.

Gu Nian suddenly trembled and couldn't speak any more. Her whole body was so hot that she was completely surrounded by his breath, and she forgot what she originally wanted to say.

Only the hot and soft touch constantly came from her earlobes, making her tremble.

"What are you not allowed to do?" Chu Zhaoyang asked in a low voice, his voice as mellow as wine, low and hoarse, pressed against Gu Nian's earlobe, and slowly tickled into Gu Nian's ears.

Gu Nian's breathing was messed up. How could he remember what he was not allowed to do?

She didn't remember anything she just said.

Chu Zhaoyang curled his lips slightly happily.

That's right, they should think about him wholeheartedly, even their children have to be ranked behind him.

Seeing that Chu Zhaoyang had already fascinated Gu Nian, who knew that the little guy outside the door came to cause damage.

His little hands were not big but he was very energetic. He slammed the door loudly: "Mom, open the door quickly. Is the bad uncle bullying you? Mom, open the door quickly. I will protect you!"

Chu Zhaoyang sneered in his heart. With such a small body, he couldn't even protect Gu Nian.

Moreover, what is his uncle? He is obviously his father!

Gu Nian suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly calmed his breathing, and said loudly, "Mom is fine."

The little guy didn't believe it: "Mom, please open the door."

Gu Nian pushed Chu Zhaoyang and whispered, "Open the door first."

Chu Zhaoyang hadn't had enough intimacy with Gu Nian, so he looked at her deeply and then stepped aside.

Gu Nian quickly straightened her hair and straightened her clothes.

Being held and rubbed by him, her clothes were all messed up.

After making sure that he looked okay, he turned around and opened the door.

The little guy immediately rushed over, hugged Gu Nian's legs, and looked at Chu Zhaoyang warily: "Mom, are you okay?"

Looking up, the little guy was startled: "Mom, why is your mouth swollen!"

Gu Nian: "..."

"Mom is fine." Gu Nian subconsciously sucked her lips in, but it was of no use. "It was swollen this morning. You didn't notice."

"Really?" The little guy looked at Gu Nian suspiciously.

"Cough." Gu Nian coughed awkwardly under the little guy's suspicious gaze, "That's right. When you came up in the morning, you shouted that you wanted to go out to play. Of course you didn't pay attention."

The little guy was embarrassed. He blushed and lowered his head, twisting his little body left and right: "It seems like this. Mom, I will pay attention to you first in the future."

Gu Nian: "..."

"Okay, okay, Xiaomi Gao must be hungry too, let's eat first." Mu Lanshu said, quickly rescuing Gu Nian from the embarrassment.

Gu Licheng came in and closed the door: "Call room service to deliver the meal."

You can still have a good conversation in the room.

So, Gu Nian went to call and order food.

After a while, the waiter came in with a dining cart and put breakfast on the table.

---Digression---Three updates and two~