A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!It was from an old man who hadn't seen him on a business trip for more than a week, and he said concisely: "At the North Gate, your son is crying dumb and wants milk."

Gu Shuangshuang squeezed his ears. Fortunately, there were no classmates around, so he didn't dare to be embarrassed.

I slipped out of the school gate in a melancholy manner.

In the black Bentley, the man opened the door and gave Gu Shuangshuang a rather expressionless look.

It seemed that I had just returned from a business trip. I was a little tired between my eyebrows and eyes. I changed to a more casual shirt and trousers. My black hair was still a bit wet. I guess I came home and took a shower with my son.

Gu Shuangshuang got into the car and took the little debt collector in his arms.

The tip of the little guy's nose moved, and he heard the smell of mother's milk, and the little fleshy hands and feet fluttered into his mother's arms, and his big eyes were bright.

"It's the last time. After you cried so much that your vocal cords broke, Mommy won't give it to you, stinky guy, did you know Mommy in class?"

The little guy grinned, his little head drilled happily in his mother's ditch.

Gu Shuangshuang helplessly, pulling his face, his son placed his lap, fingers on the zipper of his shirt.

His face was slightly hot, and his eyes turned: "You won't go down?"

The man stared at her with deep eyes, his lazy long legs were folded, and he looked at the front glass with a serious expression.

There is no meaning to go down.

Gu Shuangshuang watched that the driver had gone far and the car was parked under a tree. This section was at the back door of the school. It was very biased and would not pass by passers-by. He pulled down the zipper and opened the nei clothes.

The little guy saw the pink thing, his little mouth was hungry and pounced on it.

The man's eyes were vertical, and she whimpered in his ears, shouting pain, "Little bad guy, slow down, hey..."

The sound, accompanied by the sound of his son sipping liquid while eating, gradually raised his eyebrows.

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After more than ten minutes, the other Bentham came out, and Gu Shuangshuang held it by himself while preventing the little guy from eating here.

After finishing, the clothes zipper is closed.

The little guy burped full, the fleshy little hands were white, thin, and soft, and they were the most adorable when they were clenched into small fists.

Raised both hands, yawned, and when he was full, he would go to sleep.

Gu Shuangshuang shaved his nose, and this followed his father by his side!When you are full, you will be at ease.

She turned to look at him. The two hadn't seen him for more than a week, and in their eyes facing each other, there were so many things that could not be said.

He didn't speak, the less she knew how to speak actively.

After a while, the little guy fell asleep.

Gu Shuangshuang checked the time: "I have to go back to class."

Shen Mocheng took the goods she had eaten and slept in her arms, opened the car door, stepped down with her long legs, her thin lips lightly opened, and her voice was very sexy and slightly hoarse after a long absence: "Wait here."

Gu Shuangshuang just waited, saw him get off the car, walked to the driver's master, and gave his son to the master?

Then the master went away.

He returned upright, did not go to the driver's seat, and entered the back seat.

Gu Shuangshuang looked at him blankly: "What are you doing?"

The man half-closed his eyes and took off his watch, "I asked for leave for you."

"Where are you going?"

"Well, let you go to a place." His eyes were dark and he looked over.

The car window was covered with a black film that could never be seen from the outside, and the front glass was blocked by him with a blanket.

It was too late for Gu Shuangshuang to drive the door, and the central controller snapped.

She turned her body around in his unbridled arms, and immediately knelt down on the leather cushion in the back seat, with her back facing him, and the man's fierce Hormon breath came.

"Shen Mocheng, in broad daylight on the road..." Gu Shuangshuang's pants were pulled by him... txt novel www.setxt.com

The man's voice was panting, and he was dumb and dumb, "I paid attention to you when you fed the baby just now. There is no one."

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After a lapse of six months, there was an intense pressure.

Afterwards, Gu Shuangshuang was dizzy and was caught in his arms by the man's big hand. His body was soft and without a trace of strength. He squinted his eyes to see his refreshed and satisfying appearance, and suddenly remembered what he said before, let her go to a place...

He blushed, but couldn't lift the strength to hit him...

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On the way back, Gu Shuangshuang curled up in the back seat, his small eyes were sad, his face flushed, and he was holding the child faintly.

The man who drove was handsome and well-dressed. He looked forward with a deep gaze. He also glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time. He even raised his eyebrows and asked, "How?"

Gu Shuangshuang only felt that the arms holding his son were shaking with shame.

My son is here, what is he asking...

This person’s eyes were dark and when he smiled slightly, the lines/feeling at the end of his eyes were very strong. He squeezed the steering wheel with his big hand and looked over again: "What do you think, how are you doing?"

Gu Shuangshuang turned his head and looked out the window.

After a while, I looked down at the young son who woke up and pinched his ears: "You are good, you will be a gentle gentleman when you grow up, treat your ladies with gentleness and elegance, don't be like a savage who knows how to move or rough do you know?"

"When my son grows up, I will tell him that a woman is a kind of duplicity."

Gu Shuangshuang: "..."

Shenjia Little Theater:

[The'wicked' have their own'wicked' grinding]

Regarding Shen Mujing's child's "squeamishness", it is not only manifested in the fact that he was weaned to death at the age of eight months.

When Xiao Xiaobing was one year old, he became more and more sticky to Mommy.

It was enough for him to endure Mommy's pain at school during the day, so as long as the carved door of the villa creaked in the evening, the little ice pots would surely flutter open in the stroller.

Sister Wang pushed Young Master Xiao Er to open the door and went out. Gu Shuangshuang came over with his schoolbag on his back, and picked up his son who had two chubby arms outstretched toward her.

Don't even think about putting it down when you pick it up.

When the old man came back, three small and one big laughter in the living room, babbling.

He put his briefcase, took off his coat and put it on the coat rack, bent over and put on his slippers.

There is not even a hug of "you are back" from the wife.

With an old face, Pia went upstairs to the study.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Shen Mujing's kid started to hold onto Mommy's collar.

Dad walked over from the study, walked to his own woman, and had to fight a war of'robbing women' every night.

"Let go to bed." The conversation between the men was very impatient.

The kid Shen Mujing was even more impatient, and turned his head directly at someone, and then grinned happily and pleased sweetly at Mommy.

"You throw him into the bed, can't you throw him down?"

Gu Shuangshuang: "I'd better sleep with him tonight, otherwise I have to cry."

"Why so much trouble?" The man twisted his eyebrows and pointed to the bunk on the other side of the children's room. "How well-behaved your brother and sister are, this family does not specialize! You sleep on your own, when you are one year old, you are still Children, are you hypocritical?"

Take away the little guy's hand.

"Wow..."

"Okay, don't touch him, he will cry as soon as he touches him." Gu Shuangshuang heard that the child would cry too much and his vocal cords would be bad.

"Love your mother, please." This person walked away rushingly.

The little ice cream came out of the quilt, "Mummy, Dad said that this family doesn't specialize, and they sleep by themselves, but why does he always dominate you?"

"..."