A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Seeing the old bellyband hanging on her daughter's body, she frowned: "Mom won't buy you new clothes?"

"That's not it!" The ice cream came over and looked at Dad unhappily, "Mummy and I made the belly pockets of MM. Mommy said that you don't get cold while sleeping.

The man looked at him, but he forgot that she was born with a pair of skillful hands and studied fashion design in the university she never finished.

Recalling that four years ago, she was forced to drop out of school and leave his hometown, and he left her hands alone, so unrelenting, that she didn't even let her finish university.

The villa door rang.

The ice cream looked at his father, and Shen Mocheng smiled: "Go open the door and press the red button."

The ice cream swishes, happy to go downstairs.

"Mommy? Mommy!"

After the door was opened, the ice cream was a little disappointed, but immediately picked up a smile, "Grandma Wang! Why are you here too?"

Grandma Wang was helped in by two young men in black suits. At first glance at everything inside and outside the villa, she was shocked that the elderly could not speak for a long time.

I used to think that Shuangshuang was a poor single mother and never mentioned who the father is.

I really didn't expect that the child's father is such an amazing character. He has several cars and lives in such a big house.

Grandma Wang touched the little head of the ice cream, standing in the living room of the villa one by one.

On the stairs, Shen Mocheng held his daughter down.

The man was modest and polite, "Old man, I'm so sorry, I don't wear clothes well for the little guy, so I have to trouble you."

"I'm here to wear it, you take a good look at it." Grandma Wang stretched out her old hands: "Come on, little ice cream, come to grandma."

The two little guys met Grandma Wang in a strange place, and they were much less disturbed.

The villa is on the mountainside, and the temperature is no better than that in the city. The two little guys were taken to the hospital last night without clothes.

Shen Mocheng talked to Grandma Wang, declared himself, and then asked Grandma Wang to stay here for one day today.

The ordinary grandmother Wang of the common people, seeing this young man with aura, is very cautious and so close to Shuangshuang. Is it right or wrong to be invited here by the father of the child?

Grandma Wang didn't want to agree, but she could only agree, not to mention that this subordinate had forced a lot of money.

The lunch was made by Grandma Wang.

Shen Mocheng's arm was injured and his movement was not very convenient.

In the afternoon, after Miss San sent to the villa, the children had playmates, and the grandmother went out. Grandma Wang made a list of clothes and some things for the children that were not in the villa.

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A mature and handsome man in his thirties who visits the children's mall alone will attract various crowds.

In the children's shopping mall, the young mothers leading their children quietly watched this tall man with beautiful features and colorful features.

After he got out of the elevator, he stood at the door of the elevator, his eyebrows furrowed, and he glanced at the colorful shopping mall counters, as if he was at a loss.

In the end, the manager of a store near a children's clothing counter had the courage to come over and talk up: "Sir, what do you need?"

Shen Mocheng glanced at the list. The man who had the real feeling of being a father at first was slightly unnatural: "Buy a personal change of clothes for my son and daughter."

The shop manager laughed: "Okay, come with me."

Colorful, like a world of fairy tales, standing here with a cold and serious big man, really a little funny.

What made him even more at a loss was the manager's problem.

"May I ask the height and weight of your child?"

Shen Mocheng frowned, he could only roughly compare his height and weight, he really didn't know.

"It doesn't matter, the baby grows fast, and the underwear can be bought larger, then may I ask how sensitive your child's skin is?" Feihua Novel www.ffxss.com

What the hell is this?

"There are many types of clothes, cotton is the most skin-friendly, but some babies don't like to wear cotton, and there are other high-end silks. Which material do you want to buy?"

Shen Mocheng had a headache.

"What color and style does your baby like? I'm worried that you will buy it back and you won't please the little guy."

"Sir, is the baby's clothes changed every day or every two days, hand wash or machine wash?"

The man's face was blank, his complexion getting worse and worse, only she knew what the store manager said.

The store manager: "Why don't you give your wife a phone call, otherwise it's really not easy to buy, and I don't know what to recommend to you."

The man's eyebrows were extremely low, and he licked his thin lips irritably, and the thousands of colorful children's clothes in his sight were almost killing him.

He turned around, walked out of the store, took out his mobile phone with a face of frustration, called the number that had been blocked in the morning, pulled down his old face and dialed out.

Gu Shuangshuang looked at the incoming call number on the phone for a while.

The familiar combination of numbers caused her to be struck by electricity quickly. She leaned on the bed and bounced, and the little bear in her daughter fell to the ground.

Before thinking about anything, he pressed his finger tremblingly to answer.

At the other end of the radio wave, a low and agitated male voice did not give her a chance to speak, very concise and concise.

"I buy personal clothes for the children in the mall, and if the shopping guide has any questions, I will ask you, wait."

Gu Shuangshuang's brain scorched by anger couldn't keep up with the rhythm!

The phrase in his throat, "Shen Mocheng, where did you take the child!"'Too late to shout,

A female voice came from the other end: "Hello madam, your husband is buying clothes for the children. He doesn't know the details very well. I need to communicate with you about some questions. May I ask the children..."

The store manager repeated the previous question.

As Gu Shuangshuang listened to the mobile phone's kung fu, his thoughts turned thousands of times.

She pressed her tears, forced herself to restrain her inner anxiety and irritable anger, gritted her teeth and tensed her cheeks, waited for the clerk to finish, and breathed gently—

"Hello, please give him your phone, I will tell him."

The clerk hesitated for a moment and said yes.

Shen Mocheng was standing next to the trash can at the entrance of the counter, the man holding a cigarette between his slender and white fingers.

He took the cellphone, his eyebrows were drooping, "What's the matter?"

Gu Shuangshuang was afraid that he would hang up, so he really counted on the call now.

She put down all her body and wanted to tear him again, her tone softened at this moment: "I can't tell on the phone, where are you, I will go over."

Shen Mocheng raised his chin slightly, frowned and stared at himself in the glass door, his eyes spitting out a smoke ring.

The man reflected on the glass, his slender eyes slowly closed half-closed, and he reported the address.

After hanging up the phone, he stood still and smoked another cigarette in a restrained and casual manner.

The store manager waited aside: "Sir?"

He raised his eyes at this time, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "My wife is here."

"That's great!"

He laughed again, a good mood can be seen in the eyes of others.

The store was nearly two hundred square meters, with a rest sofa, and the clerk brought hot water. Shen Mocheng sat for a while and stood up again, walking in the world of pink children's clothes like a male model in suit and leather shoes.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, there seemed to be some kind of anxiety and tension in his hard body.

She came, obviously to find a child.