Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"thing?"

Except for Mu Nansheng and Lin Yiran who knew about this matter, everyone present was a little puzzled.

Gu Jingchen didn't have too many mood swings, and he served Mu Nansheng dishes on his own.

Lin still picked up the bag and explained with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that Brother Qingmo's things are placed with me, and I want to return them to him."

Only then did everyone understand, and nodded to show that they knew.

Song Yue is a person who can't be idle. When he sees the handsome guy, he wipes his mouth indiscriminately, and greets him warmly regardless of whether it is three seven or twenty one.

"Hey, handsome guy, do you want to come over to eat?"

At this time, Song Yue didn't know that Mu Qingmo was Mu Nansheng's brother, so she was much more courageous after a few glasses of wine.

Although usually very courageous.

As soon as Song Yue said these words, everyone present started booing.

"Yeah, let's eat together."

"Since we are Director Lin's friend, let's eat together."

"yes."

Mu Nansheng didn't care, and followed suit.

"Yes, it just so happens that Miss Song Yue has an empty seat here, so just sit down."

Mu Qingmo gritted his teeth secretly, thinking that he had tormented Mu Nansheng a thousand times in his heart.

After Nanzai finished eating the small meatballs, he patted his stomach comfortably, and then raised his head.

Seeing Mu Qingmo standing not far away, Nan Zai's eyes lit up, he clapped his little hands, and his voice was loud.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

Nanzai's warm greeting calmed everyone down, and they all turned to Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng laughed awkwardly for a few times, then put Nanzai down and said, "Hey, just kidding, kidding!"

Mu Qingmo's face was dark, and there was really nothing he could do about this little sister who was blindly joining in the fun.

Mu Nansheng's face was a little drunk, and he laughed.

"Brother, you are here."

Mu Qingmo didn't have a good face, and nodded slightly.

Nanzai giggled, rolled his calves, and excitedly stretched out his hands to drill into Mu Qingmo's arms.

Seeing his little nephew, Mu Qingmo had a smile on his face, and hugged Nanzai in his arms.

He weighed Nanzai in his arms, Mu Qingmo patted Nanzai's belly and joked, "It's a lot heavier than last time."

Nanzai was a little embarrassed, and covered his stomach with his little hands, "Uncle, Nanzai just ate a lot of small meatballs."

Mu Qingmo was very cooperative, "How many did you eat?"

"Ok……"

Nanzai raised his head and drew his fingers in a serious manner, "Five!"

Lin still looked gentle, stepped forward and took Nanzai's hand, "I ate so much."

Nanzai nodded, looking very proud.

"I like small meatballs the most, still sister."

Lin still had a gentle voice, with a hint of persuasion.

"Don't eat too much if you like it, your stomach will be uncomfortable."

Nanzai lay on Mu Qingmo's shoulders, stretched out his hand and laughed with Lin still.

Mu Qingmo lowered his head and looked at the two people who were playing with his eyes softly.

Seeing Lin Yian's gentle profile, Mu Qingmo felt an inexplicable feeling that Mu Qingmo wanted to have forever.

I just wanted to stand like this all the time, holding the child in my arms, with Lin still standing beside me.

Compared with the pleasant interaction on Mu Qingmo's side, Mu Nansheng was not idle either. He pulled Song Yue, who was still eating, and whispered, "Look, look up quickly."

Song Yue raised her head in confusion and looked in the direction Mu Nansheng pointed.

As soon as he looked up, Song Yue saw this picture.

Mu Nansheng poked Song Yue, "Look carefully, do you feel any different?"

Song Yue bit her chopsticks and looked hesitantly.

"emm...like...like..."

Cen Yue hurried back to the past, "It's a bit like the sight of a family of three."

Mu Nansheng clapped his hands, "Yes, that's how it feels."

Cen Yue raised her eyebrows proudly, "Look, that's how it feels."