Chapter 442: I want to die in his arms
"Uh-huh......"
Mu Nian'an snorted, and with his eyes closed, he could accurately hook Quan Shaoting's neck. She rolled very naturally and stuffed herself into Quan Shaoting's arms.
Quan Shaoting also reached out and scooped Mu Nian'an into his arms, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Madam, go to sleep." β
Mu Nianan rubbed his head against Quan Shaoting's chin and shoulder sockets, and pillowed comfortably on his arm.
"I'm still being held by you and sleeping soundly. I don't even know how I'm going to sleep when I go to Las Vegas without you holding me. β
Quan Shaoting chuckled, "If I wasn't so busy, I would also like to accompany my wife to go shopping." β
Mu Nian'an poked her head out of Quan Shaoting's arms, and looked at him with half-squinted apricot eyes through a small night light.
"Mr. Quan, I'm not here to shop, I'm here to get Ye Lingbi back."
"But I'd love to find time to walk around with my wife. Honeymoon, I still owe Madame. β
Mu Nianan lifted her lips and smiled, "Then continue to owe it." When we're all free, you can make it up for me. β
"Definitely."
Mu Nianan and Quan Shaoting both knew in their hearts that it was difficult for them to have time to be idle. This owed honeymoon trip, I don't know if the Year of the Monkey can make up for it.
"Mr. Quan, I ......"
Before Mu Nianan could speak, Quan Shaoting already knew what she was going to say. He gently touched Mu Nian'an's head and smiled indulgently at her.
"If you want to have children, take your time. I'm not in a hurry, and I'm not in a hurry. β
Mu Nianan was aggrieved: "Why did you guess it again......"
Quan Shaoting smiled and rubbed Mu Nian'an's back comfortingly, "Madame can say whatever she wants." Don't let you speak, you're even thinking about it when you sleep. Isn't it? β
"Hmmm! I've been thinking about it all day, and when I'm working, it's in my head. β
"Then say it, I'll listen."
"Mr. Quan, my mother ......"
Quan Shaoting's heart sank, he didn't speak, and he didn't urge Mu Nian'an. just admired his mother more and more.
Vice Chairman Ding is not only old, but his eyes are getting more and more vicious.
At the same time, Quan Shaoting was also very grateful to his mother for greeting him in advance.
"I was really scared of having children. When I think of having a baby, I always think of my dad sitting on the couch and smoking. When my mother died, I was very young, and I don't have any impressions. But this thing ...... It's a big shadow on me. β
Mu Nian'an fluttered her long eyelashes, and carefully peeked at Quan Shaoting's expression with her eyes.
She asked pitifully, "Mr. Quan, can you understand me?" β
"Ma'am." Quan Shaoting sighed softly, "It's me who is too selfish, I know everything about you, but I still don't-"
"Don't say that!" Mu Nian'an was anxious, and covered Quan Shaoting's mouth, "It's not that you're selfish!" I never showed it, and of course you wouldn't know. I'm not telling you this to blame yourself. β
Quan Shaoting pulled Mu Nian'an's claws down and smiled softly, "I know." My wife and I have a relationship of mutual understanding, mutual support, and mutual support. Isn't it? β
"Hmm!" Mu Nian'an hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, smiling like a well-fed cat.
"You told me this, we made a promise to each other, we didn't hide it from each other, and we were very honest. Well, I also told Madame today that the biscuit is my son, and I already have biscuits, which is enough. β
"Mr. Quan, don't you want your own children?"
"If Madame is willing to give birth, then let's give birth to one. If Mrs. has any concerns in her heart, whether or not to have children will not affect our relationship. I didn't marry you to have children. β
"Give me some more time." Mu Nian'an blinked his apricot eyes, "No one can say what will happen in the future." What if I'm not scared anymore? β
What if, she was sure that she could stay with Quan Shaoting for the rest of her life? In case of...... Quan Shaoting is also in love with her? It doesn't take much, a little bit will do.
It's a beautiful fantasy, but it's better to have a fantasy than not to have it!
"Okay, Madame, you can take as long as you want."
"Mr. Quan, don't be so gentle. You don't look like the Blood Emperor who killed decisively. β
"In front of Madame, I have never been the Blood Emperor."
"And what are you?"
"You man."
Your man.
This description made Mu Nianan stunned for a long time, but he didn't hold back, giggling with laughter.
She really liked that description.
Her grandfather, Quan Shaoting is her grandfather!
Mu Nian'an was like a long worm, Gu Yong Gu Yong, squirming and wriggling, and kissed Quan Shaoting's cheek fiercely.
"Mr. Quan, good night."
"Good night, ma'am."
Holding Quan Shaoting's waist hard, Mu Nianan pressed his little face tightly against his chest, and closed his eyes very steadily and reassuringly.
His arms were too warm and too comfortable.
I really want to let him hold it for the rest of his life.
If there was a way to die, Mu Nianan wanted to die in Quan Shaoting's arms.
If you can die in his arms, it will be the happiest thing.
If he dies in his arms a hundred years later, the soul and laughter after death can be heard more than ten miles away!
β¦β¦
I don't need to go to work, I don't need to get up on time, plus I was really too busy a while ago, and I really didn't sleep too much, and Mu Nian'an's strong biological clock cultivated in prison was slack.
She slept until the third pole of the sun.
Sleeping comfortably, Mu Nian'an slept until she woke up naturally, she hummed comfortably, stretched out two thin arms in the quilt, and stretched her waist-
"You've finally woken up, I thought you were going to die in your dreams."
"Damn!"
Mu Nian'an blurted out a scolding, and subconsciously rolled over and hid himself in the silk quilt.
Anyone who wakes up from sleep and hears a voice next to him will be frightened and lose his soul.
What the hell?!
The bedroom was covered with heavy, intricately crafted curtains, and only a little sunlight let in.
Mu Nianan poked his head out of the silk quilt, revealing only a pair of frightened apricot eyes.
"What's the matter, Mr. Mu's courage is so little? In broad daylight, what the hell can you see? β
Anna cursed amusefully and angrily, and got up from the couch.
After Mu Nian'an saw it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Minister Anna! Can you stop being scary in broad daylight! Next time you sleep, I'll stay by your bedside, and I'll see if you'll be scared! β
"Okay, okay, think about what you did last night, I scared you half to death, let's settle it. What are you yelling about, I'm afraid that the boss won't hear me and scare you, right? β
Mu Nian'an rolled her eyes and crawled out of the bed, "Why are you guarding my bedside in the morning?" β
"It's still early in the morning? Mr. Mu, look at the time, it's all fucking sunburning. β
Mu Nian'an sniffed the air, a smell of vinegar and gunpowder.
"Such an atmosphere, I was with Feng Jiu yesterday-"
"Don't explain, I don't want to hear it."
ββ¦β¦ So what the hell do you want me to do? β
"Don't say anything, admit your mistake to me. Then make sure that you will never have physical contact with your boss in the future. β
Mu Nian'an deliberately asked Anna, "It's not okay to shake hands?" β
"No! I just can't say no! Mu Nian'an, don't say witty things to me, I couldn't help but want to strangle you several times just now! β
"I was wrong. Minister Anna forgive me for once. β
Anna snorted heavily from the tip of her nose, very satisfied with Mu Nian'an's knowledge of current affairs.
Sitting on the bed, Anna asked Mu Nianan angrily, "What happened to you and your boss yesterday?" β
Mu Nian'an looked at the sky speechlessly, "I was going to explain just now, but you didn't let me explain." Minister Anna, do you want me to explain? You're really hard to serve! β
"I asked you to explain before you could explain, I didn't let you explain, what are you talking nonsense? Now say it! β
ββ¦β¦ It's just a handshake between very ordinary friends to comfort them. When you're upset, Ye Lingbi will also hold your hand, right? It's the same thing. β
"Can that be the same? Boss, he was supposed to treat you in his heartβ"
Mu Nian'an asked lightly, "What's the matter?" β
Anna turned her little face away, "Mu Nian'an, you love Quan Shaoting." β
"Yes, I love Quan Shaoting." Mu Nian'an admitted without thinking, "I love Quan Shaoting, so I am just a friend to Feng Jiuye, just like I am to Ye Lingbi." You can also describe our relationship as a male girlfriend. β
Mu Nian'an replied too quickly, so quickly that Anna couldn't help but doubt.
"Do you really love Mr. Quan?"
"Even if I don't love Mr. Quan, I won't fall in love with your boss. Anna, how many times do you have to say it before you can believe it! β
Anna lowered her head and whispered softly, "It's not that I don't believe you, I don't believe him." Just because you won't fall in love with him doesn't mean he won't fall in love with you. β
Mu Nian'an didn't hear what Anna muttered clearly, but she probably guessed.
"I'm hungry, Minister Anna, get me something to eat."
"Mu Nian'an! I'm not your personal butler! β
"But you're my friend, aren't you? Half a friend finally got it. Mansion Nine is your territory, and you have to do your best to be a landlord. I'm hungry, so you'll have to get me something to eat. β
"Mu Nian'an, why didn't I see it before, you are so shameless?"
"It's not too late for you to find out."
Despite the constant complaints in her mouth, Anna hooked her fingers, "Let's go, I'll take you to find something delicious." β
Mu Nian'an pursed his lips, "I'm going to eat at Old Man Ye's house in the evening, and I don't want to eat too much at noon." Just deal with it. You can ask the kitchen to make me some porridge. It just so happened that I drank alcohol last night and my stomach was not very upset. β
"I think you're too lazy to move!"
"Do you see that too? Is it obvious? β
Anna rolled her eyes fiercely, "Really only drink porridge?" Don't go and sue the boss again, saying that I abused you while he was not in Mansion Nine. β
Mu Nian'an was stunned, "Feng Jiu is not in Mansion No. 9?" Where did he go! β
As long as you leave Mansion No. 9, you will live under the surveillance of others, and what Feng Jiuye doesn't like the most is to leave Mansion No. 9. What is it that is worth going out for Feng Jiu Ye to go out for a trip in person?
Feng Jiuye will not leave Mansion Nine more than three times a year!
Something, something's wrong?!
Anna pressed Mu Nian'an's shoulder and pressed the overly excited Mu Nian'an back to the bed.
"I said Mr. Mu, can you not always make a fuss. The boss went to send Huang Zihao to school. β
"Huh?"
"The boss likes Huang Zihao's child very much, and the boss has personally sent Huang Zihao to school these days. He doesn't leave the house on weekdays, but it's good to go out for a walk recently. β
Mu Nianan couldn't help but ask, "Do you know why your boss doesn't like to go out?" β
"Ever since I was picked up by him, he didn't like to go out, and he liked to stay at home and read books and listen to plays. His personality is quiet. Why do you ask this? β
It seems that Anna really doesn't know these things. Feng Jiuye hid Anna too well.
Mu Nian'an snorted indiscriminately, and then passed perfunctorily.
"The dignified Feng Jiuye is actually an otaku, and he really wants to laugh to death when he says it."
"What otaku. My boss has a quiet personality! β
"That's still an otaku."
"Get outβ"