Mr.CEO's Beloved Wife

"Thank, thank you …"

Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Even though it was clearly this man's fault …

"Mommy, is it painful?" Little Xing laid beside the sofa. As he looked at Mu Qinghuan's swollen and red feet, his eyes were filled with heartache. "I'll blow for you and it won't hurt if I blow for you. Mommy be good."

When the small star fell and broke, Mu Qinghuan would gently blow on his wound, afraid that her son would be in pain.

He didn't expect that the little star would actually learn it. Following Mu Qinghuan's example, it laid down beside the sofa and blew gently at Mu Qinghuan's swollen ankle.

Carefully blowing on the air a few times, Xiao Xing raised his head and looked at Mu Qinghuan with bright eyes, "Mommy, is it still painful? If you blow on it, it won't hurt that much! "

Mu Qinghuan instantly felt as though her heart had melted. Her son was so obedient and considerate, how could she still feel the pain from her ankle? She felt as though her entire person was extremely good!

"Little Star is so awesome, Mommy doesn't hurt at all!"

Actually, Mu Qinghuan had been pampered since she was young. She loved beauty the most and feared pain the most. She really felt that her feet were in pain. It was so painful that she wanted to cry, but she never cried.

However, her son's considerate actions almost made her cry.

"Mommy lied. You're crying." When Xiao Xing saw Mu Qinghuan's expression, he was instantly frightened. He even thought that he'd hurt Mu Qinghuan, but he helplessly raised his head to look at Ji Xiaoyuan and said, "Daddy, I made Mommy cry."

The little star pouted and was about to cry.

Mu Qinghuan stretched out her hand and touched it. She discovered that it wasn't that she was close to tears, but that she had unknowingly cried!

Mu Qinghuan didn't know whether it was out of helplessness or amusement, but she hurriedly wiped her tears away. She hugged her son into her arms and kissed him, "No, no, Mommy's not crying from pain. It's because she's moved. Little Xing is so sensible and concerned about Mommy that Mommy is crying happily."

"But Mommy, your feet are still swollen." When the little star heard Mu Qinghuan say this, her tears were finally stopped. But, she still didn't trust Mu Qinghuan's feet. "Daddy, quickly look at Mommy's feet!"

Ji Yuan directly sat on the sofa and gently held Mu Qinghuan's slender ankle with his large palm.

Feeling the warmth of the man's palm, Mu Qinghuan's body felt as though it was being touched by electricity. Her face reddened as she tried to retract her leg.

"Be quiet." The man gave her a cold look.

Mu Qinghuan didn't dare to move. She could only allow the man to place her foot on his leg.

Just like that, Ji Yuan helped her take off her high heels, grabbed her feet and started massaging them.

"En..." "Hiss!" Mu Qinghuan was first shocked by the man's actions, but not long after, she sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Mu Qinghuan could tolerate Little Xing, but she couldn't tolerate Ji Yuan. When she felt pain, she couldn't take it anymore. She also forgot her fear and kicked the man on the waist with her left foot.

"Don't touch me, go away!"

She didn't want him to massage her.

How was this a massage? It was clearly torture!

"So painful?" Ji Yuan's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and he was a little hesitant.

He was so old, but when he was massaged for the first time, he was met with such strong resistance.

To tell the truth, men are a bit of a hit.

His expression turned ugly.

"Nonsense!" Try to see if it hurts, given how high your foot is! " Mu Qinghuan painfully stepped back. She glared at Ji Xiaoyuan and no longer cared about her tone.