novelraw Chapter 523 - 241. Nan Wan looked at the man and smiled,
Chapter 523 - 241. Nan Wan looked at the man and smiled,
Nan Wan looked in the direction from which the familiar voice came, and the mature and still handsome Mr. Mu was bathing in the early spring sunlight as he came.The polished shiny leather shoes, the crisp black suit pants, and the navy blue plaid shirt without a trace of superfluous wrinkles, seemed to reveal a hint of blue due to wearing too little and standing outside for too long.
The Pea Princess, whom he held by hand, was wearing a pink coat with two rabbit ears on the hat.
Her little face was smiling brightly, just like Jiu Jiu, she pointed at Nan Wan and called, "Mama!"
Her two legs moved quickly, as if wanting to rush over quickly to see if that was really Mama.
When the big and little one approached, Nan Wan was still squatting on the ground, looking up with a smile at the deep and handsome face of the man, gently and softly smiling, "Hello, Mr. Mu."
This was always someone in her heart, not belonging to the realm of a long-awaited reunion.
The sunlight passed through the evergreen large trees, falling on this delicate and beautiful little face, speckled, blending with the smile as beautiful as camellia flowers.
The clothes Shen Zhimei brought for Nan Wan were bright orange, making her skin appear nearly translucent white. After staying in the lily-filled car for an hour, a faint scent clung to her.
She tilted her head, her short hair scattered behind her ears, and though she lacked the intellectual grace of long hair, she gained a bit of playfulness.
Mu Jin Huan leaned down slowly towards her, stopping when there was a fist’s distance between their faces, and slowly said, "I’m not too well, Mrs. Mu."
Their breaths intertwined, and only each other’s image reflected in their pupils, Nan Wan could smell the unique fresh mint scent belonging to him.
Her smiling eyes curled up, "What’s the matter?"
Mu Jin Huan’s expression was gentle, his thin lips slightly parted, "Our son stepped on my foot, could you kindly toss him aside?"
The clueless Jiu Jiu still clung to Mrs. Mu’s arms, being quite troublesome.
Listening to the man’s words, Nan Wan looked down and found Mr. Jiu Jiu, with his foot on Mr. Mu’s shoe, turning and grinding his foot on his tiptoes.
Nan Wan pulled down her son’s arm that was wrapped around her shoulder and had him hold onto the fence.
Then, she lifted her head again, her eyes filled with laughter meeting the man’s gaze, "Is that so?"
The next second, the man’s warm lips gently covered hers, without a trace of aggressiveness, softly entwined, outlining her cool lips.
In the early morning, the sunlight was just right.
The active Pea had her attention drawn by the lily placed on the ground by Nan Wan, not caring about what the two beside her were doing, while Mr. Jiu Jiu’s little head was being turned to the other side by Mr. Mu’s large hand, leaving him no way to watch even if he wanted to.
After all, a little arm can’t twist a big thigh.
The tender and lingering kiss ended.
Mu Jin Huan opened his lightly closed eyes, his fingertips slowly stroking the curve of Nan Wan’s chin, his voice low and hoarse, "Wanwan, I’ve waited for you to come home."
Since last night, he had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep, checking the nursery to see if the child had kicked off the blanket in the early morning.
Before dawn, he got up to trim the green plants in the greenhouse, watered the sprouting lilies in the backyard, and wiped the dew off the swing.
When the first ray of sunlight fell into the living room, he started preparing breakfast. After dozens of trials, he was no longer the Mr. Mu who could only cook a bowl of plain noodle soup; he could make every dish she liked.
He dressed the two children, holding photos, confirming for the Nth time that they recognized their mom.
All the busyness, and anxious anticipation.
Were just for this moment.
However, the unromantic Mrs. Mu said something very unromantic, "Then could you give me a pull? My leg’s a bit numb, it can’t move."
Mu Jin Huan, "..."
————
The servants at home were in particularly good spirits today, even humming little tunes as they tidied the sofa.
The sunlight was great, the curtains tied to the sides, making the living room bright with natural care, and Barton lazily nestled on the carpet enjoying the Pea Princess’s caress.
And our Mr. Jiu Jiu, leaning against the coffee table, holding a toy car, stared unblinkingly at the ’mommy’ that suddenly appeared in the home.
To him, he might not yet understand what ’mommy’ means.
Pea, just three months younger than him, had been here for just half a year and had already completely forgotten about Ji Wanxia, who had painstakingly carried her through ten months of pregnancy.
’Mommy’ to Jiu Jiu was a familiar ’stranger’.