My sweet wife is so cute!

Chapter 187

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor? You know better than me, so you come?" Mo Sangsang stood up, put his hands on his waist, and turned back again.

With deep displeasure in her eyes, she took a few steps forward and pushed the man, "Okay, okay, don't disturb Chenchen's rest, you can go out."

When someone touched his body, Mu Yan subconsciously wanted to make a move.

At this moment, a pair of clear eyes entered into his eyes.

So clear...that it can print the whole of him.

In a dazed effort, a pair of weak and boneless little hands had already appeared on his chest.

Mu Yan looked down at the woman and unconsciously moved back.

In the blink of an eye, the door was pushed outside, and the door of the children's room slammed shut in front of his eyes.

A loud bang.

Mu Yan came back to his senses.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

A voice full of disgust sounded from behind, "Take your son away quickly."

He kept letting out the hostility all over his body, turned around, and looked down at the little ghost standing in front of him, "Little ghost, what are you talking about?"

"You are not welcome here."

"Little ghost, that's not what your mommy and sister said."

There was a hint of sarcasm on the baby's face, "They welcome your son, not you."

Mu Yan's breath sank, and his cool eyes swept over the baby, "Are you still locked out?"

The baby was not afraid at all, "I can go in whenever I want. As for you..."

He swept Mu Yan up and down, and finally let out a disdainful sneer.

Blue veins popped out on Mu Yan's forehead, and he wished he could take a whip to teach this brat a lesson, "Do you usually talk to elders like this?"

The baby didn't answer the question, he turned around with a cold face, "Take your son and get out."

"Heh." A sneer escaped Mu Yan's throat, "You, Mummy, asked you to treat me well."

"No time."

The baby said coldly, and walked towards the kitchen.

Mu Yan just followed, and saw the kid standing on a stool, wearing an apron and cooking.

He stood at the door, frowning, "What are you doing?"

"dinner."

"You can?"

"nonsense."

Mu Yan asked subconsciously, "You, Mommy taught me?"

What responded to him was the sound of the baby cooking.

Thinking that he was actually chatting with a kid here, his brows were even more frown, as if he could pinch a fly to death.

His eyes turned to the empty living room, and his eyes sank again.

The line of sight gradually moved to the children's room.

A dark light flashed in his eyes, and he strode towards the children's room.

Standing in front of the door, he knocked on the door.

"Baby, come in," the woman's sweet voice came from the room.

"It's me, Mu Yan."

With that said, he turned the handle directly, opened the door and walked into the room.

Mo Sangsang looked at the man with vigilance in his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Mengmeng chimed in, "Don't bully Brother Zichen, Shushu."

Mu Yan took a deep breath, his eyes were burning like a torch, "I don't think my own son can do it anymore?"

Mo Sangsang hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

At the beginning, she said that she would take care of Mu Zichen for a hundred days, but she just wanted to take this opportunity to chat with this man about parent-child interaction and education.

By the way, get angry with this man.

Unexpectedly, this man did not play his cards according to common sense, neither was he furious, nor did he directly forcefully take her away, but followed her words and stayed.

But that's fine too.

Mo Sangsang waved, "Come here."

Mu Yan's temple jumped again.

"Come here." Mo Sangsang hugged Mu Zichen into his arms, and waved to Mu Yan again.

Mu Yan walked over with a sullen face, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, a soft thing was stuffed into his arms.

One big one and one small one froze at the same time like faces carved out of a mold.

(End of this chapter)