My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1407 The Touch of Expectant Dad (1)

"This is for you. Go find a microwave to heat it up and eat as much as you want." Wushuang stood up with Mu Jinchen's hand and handed her the hamburger again.

Xia Ziwei reached out and took it, nodded, "Go back."

Wushuang was not polite with her, he turned his jaw and turned away, Mu Jinchen followed her, Wushuang was a little tired, half of his body was resting on Mu Jinchen's body.

A trace of heartache flashed through the man's faint eyes, and his thin lips were pursed, and he hugged his little wife apart from anything else.

Wushuang didn't speak, he hugged the man's neck with his hands, buried his little head in the man's arms, and gently closed his eyes.

The man curled his thin lips, bowed his head and pressed a kiss on the lid of her eyes, tightening his embrace.

Wushuang bends the corners of his lips sweetly.

The man also bends his lips contentedly.

Wushuang has been pregnant for more than four or five months. Due to the hard work during this period, the weight has not increased much. However, hugging in a man's arms is equivalent to hugging the whole world.

Xia Ziwei's eyes followed the tacit couple. In fact, she really envied Wushuang. She has been a princess in an ivory tower since she was a child, but she is not squeamish at all, let alone domineering.

Low-key luxury, she's talking about a girl like Wushuang. She never shows off what she has, and doesn't account for how others treat her. She treats everything so indifferently. You treat me sincerely, and I gladly accept it. You, you treat me badly, human nature, she smiles and ignores the world.

In fact, if you have no desire, you are strong, because Wushuang has too much...

Besides, Mu Jinchen, such a man who is so clean and deserted as the moon in the sky, but only devotes all his enthusiasm to a Jing Wushuang, this kind of tacit understanding can not be achieved simply by getting along for a few months. This is what Xia Ziwei really admires. Maybe this fate has been reincarnated for several lifetimes, otherwise, how could he be able to do it for ten thousand years?

On the way back, Wushuang was always a little gloomy. He held his chin with one hand and looked at the neon lights outside the window. Mu Jinchen drove very smoothly and tried not to disturb her. When he returned to the old house, Wushuang was already asleep.

The servant looked at his young master carefully holding the young lady back, and was surprised.

"Master..." Even Madam Wu walked over nervously, thinking something had happened to Wushuang.

Mu Jinchen shook his head slightly towards her, took Wushuang into the room, wiped her face and hands clean, and carefully helped her to unbutton the bra. If it wasn't for fear of waking her, he would still I want to change her pajamas.

Mu Jinchen looked at his little wife’s sleeping face as quiet as a child, and his heart was so soft that he couldn’t help but leaned down and kissed her pale pink lips. Mu Jinchen’s heart moved, that was his world. Wushuang, the taste he was most familiar with, immediately, he sighed softly, he didn't dare to make trouble with her these days, even if he thought of her already in the bone marrow, he could only endure it abruptly.

His big hand was again carefully placed on Wushuang's lower abdomen, where their common little life was conceived, the continuation of their life, the continuation of their love, how great and sacred it was.

Mu Jinchen gently stroked the position where the little guy had just been kicked, "Little guy, wait until you come out to punish you."

The little guy prevented him from being close to his mother. The man curled his thin lips and his voice was incredibly gentle.

(End of this chapter)