C309 His Mood Was like Riding a Roller Coaster
C309 His Mood Was like Riding a Roller Coaster
He stood by the bed and asked, "Are you still not feeling well?"
Mu Shengchen's voice suddenly came from above. Ning Qianyu was stunned for a few seconds. She looked up and saw Mu Shengchen's handsome face looking down at her.
That face that could almost charm all living beings was currently filled with anxiety. He must be worried about her! There was a hint of sweetness in his heart.
Mu Shengchen frowned when he saw Ning Qianyu did not speak. He lowered his head instinctively and pressed his forehead against Ning Qianyu's forehead.
Ning Qianyu's originally wandering mind instantly returned to her senses. When she saw Mu Shengchen's actions, her face instantly turned red.
Seemingly realizing that her actions were a little too intimate, Mu Shengchen was stunned for a moment and then stood up straight.
The two of them sat upright, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
At this moment, the little darling's voice came over, "Uncle Mu, the little darling wants to draw."
"Yeah, let's go out and draw." Mu Shengchen replied, then asked Ning Qianyu, "Are you hungry? Going out to eat?"
"Okay." Ning Qianyu lifted the blanket and got off the bed. She was the first to walk out of the lounge.
Mu Shengchen stared at her back for a few seconds, then picked up the little darling and followed her out.
Mu Shengchen first took out the album and brush from the little darling's backpack and placed them on the small table specially prepared for the little darling. After that, he opened the lunchbox on the coffee table. There was porridge from Jade Lotus Restaurant and various side dishes from Yupinxiang Restaurant.
All of them were her favorite food. Ning Qianyu's heart was warm and her eyes were misty.
Mu Shengchen helped Ning Qianyu prepare the porridge and passed it to her, "Eat something light today."
After a long while, Ning Qianyu did not even reach out to take it. Mu Shengchen looked up curiously, "What's wrong?"
"No. Nothing." Ning Qianyu lowered her head and took the porridge from his hand. Then she scooped it up and put it into her mouth.
Droplets of tears flowed out of her eyes. It was clearly bitter, but it was sweet in her mouth.
"Don't just focus on the porridge. Eat some food..." Mu Shengchen helped himself to the porridge. When he looked up, he saw Ning Qianyu burying her head into the porridge. As she read, she picked some food for her. When he was free, he turned around and asked the little darling, "Little darling, do you want to eat more?"
"Uncle Mu, the little darling is full." The little darling rubbed his belly and made a face.
Mu Shengchen nodded and continued to eat.
The two of them ate silently. During this time, only the sound of chopsticks touching bowls could be heard.
After dinner, Ning Qianyu originally wanted to clean up. However, Mu Shengchen refused and wanted to do it himself.
Ning Qianyu sat on the sofa and quietly watched Mu Shengchen's busy back for a while. Then she got up and walked behind the little darling, "Little darling, we should wash up white."
"No." The little darling shook his head and continued to draw.
Ning Qianyu curiously looked over to see what the little darling drew.
It was a drawing of people. There were three people in the painting.
In front of them was a man holding a little girl and sitting there. Behind them stood a woman.
Ning Qianyu recognized it at first glance. The little darling drew her, the little darling himself, and Mu Shengchen...
Why did she think that the last one was Mu Shengchen? Probably only Ning Qianyu herself knew.
Ning Qianyu's eyes began to turn red bit by bit. Finally, when her tears were about to flow out, she hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
Mu Shengchen, who had tidied up, looked at her back strangely. Then, he walked behind the little darling. "Little darling, what are you drawing?"
Hearing Mu Shengchen's question, the little darling immediately raised the painting in his hand like he was presenting a treasure. "This one."
When Mu Shengchen's eyes came into contact with the three figures in the painting, he subconsciously thought that the little darling was drawing Ning Qianyu and her family.
The expression on his face instantly froze.
Unexpectedly, the little darling naively pulled him and asked, "Uncle Mu, Guess who the baby painted?
Mu Shengchen forced a smile and squeezed out a sentence from his dry throat. "The little darling drew mommy, the little darling himself."
"What else?" The little darling asked full of anticipation.
How could Mu Shengchen go against the little darling's expectations? He looked at the cute little face in front of him and slowly spat out the words that made his heart ache, "You, godfather..."
He did not expect the little darling to directly answer, "Uncle Mu guessed wrong!"
Wrong? Could it be that the little darling no longer called Gu Si "godfather," but instead called him "Daddy?" Mu Shengchen almost felt his heart break into pieces.
Until the little darling's voice came again, "Uncle Mu can't even recognize his own."
Him? Mu Shengchen almost thought he heard it wrong. The little darling said he couldn't even recognize himself? It was him?
Mu Shengchen swallowed his saliva and asked again uncertainly, "Little darling, you said that this person is me?"
"This is Uncle Mu." The little darling nodded seriously.
"Little darling, Uncle Mu is so happy..." Mu Shengchen excitedly picked the little darling up and spun him around. The little darling giggled.
When he put the little darling down, Mu Shengchen realized that Ning Qianyu had already come out of the washroom and was standing not far behind them, looking at them.
"You're out?" Mu Shengchen was slightly stunned. Then he said uncomfortably, "I went to look at the documents."
He was about to turn around, but Ning Qianyu stopped him. "Wait a minute," she said.
Mu Shengchen stopped his footsteps in puzzlement. Ning Qianyu walked two steps forward and came in front of Mu Shengchen. She stretched out a pair of soft little hands and smoothed the wrinkled collar of Mu Shengchen's collar when he was hugging the little darling, bit by bit, "It's wrinkled..."
Her breath was very light. There was a faint fragrance on her body. It was not the perfume or other fragrance of an ordinary woman. It was the unique smell of her body. It was his favorite smell.
Ning Qianyu smoothed Mu Shengchen's collar and took two steps back. She said softly, "It's done."
Mu Shengchen was stunned for a few seconds. He did not say thank you politely. Instead, he said, "Oh." He walked to the desk and started to open the documents.
Ning Qianyu's eyes flashed. Finally, she waved at the little darling. "Little darling, it's time to wash up and go to sleep."
This time, the little darling did not refuse. He obediently followed Ning Qianyu into the washroom.
After sending the little darling to bed, Ning Qianyu walked out of the lounge and came to the office. Seeing that Mu Shengchen was still flipping through the documents, she did not disturb him as she walked to the sofa and focused on him.
He just sat there quietly and looked at the documents. His brows were sometimes knitted, sometimes stretched out, and sometimes he would place his signature on them. These normal actions gave off an incomparable charm when he did them.
Ning Qianyu stared at Mu Shengchen and was stunned for a moment.