章 1285: mu yichen, what kind of father are you?

however, young master mu's good mood only lasted a few minutes.

after dinner, luo chenxi went to the children's room and carried the little dumpling to the large bed in the master bedroom. she even expressed that she would accompany the little dumpling to sleep that night.  

she directly cast aside the husband she had just confessed to.

"mu yichen, what kind of father are you? tang tang's illness just acted up today, what if she had a nightmare at night? of course i'm going to accompany her, stop it!"

luo chenxi refused him righteously and reached out to push away his naked chest that was approaching her.

having said that, she still secretly swallowed her saliva. she couldn't help but look down and secretly glance at the man's strong and perfect muscle lines.

this man really knew her weakness too well. he actually took off his clothes to seduce her ... it was simply against the rules!

" stupid woman, you're drooling ... " mu yichen chuckled softly.