Back at the villa, the gentlemanly man pulled the car door for her.

Lu Meng got out of the car, lowered his head, brushed his hair in embarrassment, and didn't look up at him with an angry urn, and dropped a sentence, "I'll go back." ”

Then he ran away.

Seeing her back leave, Song Yunchi raised his hand, stroked his thin lips, and hooked a smile.

…………

Mujia Residence, West Wing.

Early in the morning, Xiao Nuomi woke up and began to start bed gas.

The whole popularity is too, and no one can coax it.

Helpless, the maid had no choice but to call Mu Jingxi.

In the past, it was Mu Jingxi who came to wake her up, and the little guy got used to it.

When Mu Jingxi came, Xiao Nuomi was still sitting at the end of the bed, her hair was messy, and she still had a little sleepy eyes when she first woke up.

"Uncle, why did you come?" Xiao Nuomi lazily raised her little arm to hug her.

Hearing the complaining voice, Mu Jingxi's heart melted, and he leaned over and hugged her into his arms, "Uncle went to the morning exercise just now, didn't he bother to wake you up, are you angry?" ”

"Angry." Still angry now.

"Uncle will take you to wash up first, okay?"

Xiao Nuomi leaned into his arms and grabbed his hair with one hand, "I still have to tie my hair." ”

"Okay, uncle will tie it up for you."

His daughter leaned in his arms and angrily asked him to tie his hair, which was a picture he had imagined countless times.

It would be better if JoAnn was there.

A family of three is even more complete.

Squeeze the toothpaste for Xiao Nuomi, wipe her face with her own pink towel, and after changing her clothes, the little guy has to tie her hair.

After coming out of the children's room, I was in a good mood.

Holding Mu Jingxi's hand, Xiao Nuomi walked with him on her own short legs.

The father and daughter went downstairs together, and Zhou Junyi and Mu Chongming, who were sitting on the sofa, saw the two coming down together and immediately got up.

"Xiao Nuomi woke up?"

"Grandparents~" Xiao Nuomi said hello in a milky voice, "Good morning~"

"Good morning, little glutinous rice." Mu Chongming rubbed his hands eagerly, "Little Nuomi, can grandpa take you to breakfast?" ”

Xiao Nuomi shook her head very principledly, "Xiao Nuomi has to walk by herself." ”

"Good, good, good." Although he was slightly disappointed, Mu Chongming was still very happy.

In the restaurant, Mu Chongming looked enviously at Mu Jingxi and Zhou Junyi, who were sitting around Xiao Nuomi, the two of them had been feeding Xiao Nuomi, and he was secretly envious.

After breakfast, Zhou Junyi took Xiao Nuomi to the garden for a walk to eat, and Mu Chongming and Mu Jingxi sat on the sofa.

"Father, do you have something to say?"

"Hmm." Mu Chongming pondered for a moment before he spoke, "Jingxi, when are you going to take Xiao Nuomi home?" ”

It's not a solution to keep screaming like this.

What is Joan's attitude now, is she willing to let Xiao Nuomi go home?

If you want, that's the best.

If you don't want to...... He still needs to continue to work hard, he has a daughter, and he needs to work hard to marry his wife home.

"Father, I can do it at any time, see Joan."

Mu Chongming snorted coldly, "Of course I know to look at Qiao An, but don't you have any responsibility?" ”

"Me?"

"If you don't work hard to marry Qiao An home, how can Xiao Nuomi go home?"

Mu Jingxi: "......"

So, blame him?

"Father, I have my own considerations, you don't have to worry."

Things haven't completely settled down yet, and he still has something to do, and he will talk about it when the dust settles.