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Chapter 62 - You're really enough

Mu Nansheng is not an innocent little girl, it's true to be shy. six

But Gu Jingchen's reaction was too strong, right!

Did you get stimulated last night?

But this is at the Mu family, ah ah ah!

Still in the living room!

Mu Nansheng let out a few breaths and froze in Gu Jingchen's arms, not daring to move.

Gu Jingchen held onto Mu Nansheng's slender waist with his big hand and gently rubbed it.

Mu Nansheng couldn't bear it anymore and directly grabbed Gu Jingchen's face, rubbing it hard.

"Gu Jingchen, you really have enough."

Gu Jingchen gritted his teeth and gently sucked on Mu Nansheng's pure white neck, devoutly leaving his own mark.

Upon hearing Mu Nansheng's restrained voice, Gu Jingchen chuckled heavily.

"Not enough, how could it be enough?"

"This is at the Mu family. What should others do if they see it?"

Gu Jingchen looked up and kissed Nan Sheng's face, "You're my wife. What's wrong with the kiss?"

Mu Nansheng looked wary and said, "Hehe, you just kissed me, okay?"

Upon hearing Mu Nansheng's complaint, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows and followed Mu Nansheng's words to set her up.

"What else did I do just now? Tell me, Mrs. Gu."

"You still let me touch..." 9

Mu Nansheng blurted out, thinking of falling for Gu Jingchen's trick, and suddenly closed his mouth.

"Hmm? Why don't you keep talking?"

Gu Jingchen leaned on the sofa and continued to tease Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng suddenly pounded Gu Jingchen's chest and said coquettishly, "You set me up!"

A burst of light laughter echoed from Gu Jingchen's chest, causing Mu Nansheng to feel ashamed and angry.

"Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. I need to go back to my room and take a nap."

Mu Nansheng quickly got off Gu Jingchen's leg and stretched lazily.

Mu Nansheng suddenly thought of something and looked at Gu Jingchen with pride.

"I forgot, this is at the Mu family, it seems like there is no room for you."

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Hmm."

"So, President Gu, please continue to stay on the sofa."

Mu Nansheng bent down and blinked at Gu Jingchen.

"Goodbye."

After speaking, Mu Nansheng hummed softly and returned to his room in a good mood.

Seeing such familiar rooms and decorations, Mu Nansheng couldn't help but feel emotional.

Since I got married, I have rarely lived in this room.

Looking at the clean bed, Mu Nansheng knew that Mr. Mu would often have his servants clean his room.

Mu Nansheng was strolling around the room.

Seeing the wooden box under the desk, Mu Nansheng's eyes darkened.

This wooden box was left for her by her mother Bai Ruo.

However, I don't know the password for the box.

On the day of reaching adulthood at the age of eighteen, it was still my father who handed over this wooden box to Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng has never seen his mother Bai Ruo since he can remember.

When he was a child, Mu Nansheng asked the people around him.

Their answer is always that their mother has gone to heaven.

Mu Nansheng never believed it.

Because there has never been a mother's photo at home, and the family did not go to the cemetery to sweep the grave.

However, dad always tends to be in a low mood on his birthday.

She once asked her brother, but he always didn't answer.

Having lived for two lifetimes, I didn't know much about my mother.

Maybe my mother hasn't passed away.

Shaking the heavy wooden box in his hand, there was no sound.

The wooden box is exquisitely carved, but there is no keyhole.

There is only one strangely shaped depression mark.

Let's take it back to the Gu family.

Try to open it.

She wants to know what secrets are hidden inside.

Perhaps grandma will know the answer.

Mu Nansheng squatted on the floor, concentrating on pounding the wooden box in his hand, without even noticing the faint sound at the door.

The door has been opened.

Gu Jingchen's tall and slender figure appeared in the bedroom.

Watching Mu Nansheng sitting on the floor tinkering without even noticing him, Gu Jingchen began to think of teasing her.

Mu Nansheng is still flipping through the wooden box in his hand.