My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

When Chuchen opened her eyes and saw Ye Junhao's handsome face, she blinked a few times, then grinned and smiled brightly.    

Ye Junhao was influenced by her and also revealed a smile.    

"Good morning, husband."    

"Good morning."    

Ye Junhao lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. This was a kiss for her morning.    

Mu, who had just come out of the bathroom, saw this scene and immediately ran over. He very naturally went into his father's arms. He originally wanted to say that this was his father, but he probably remembered the pain his mother had suffered in order to save him.    

Mu's words, which were about to reach his mouth, changed taste. He called out in a childish voice, "Mom."    

Chuchen reached out her hand to touch his little face. The little guy was very sensible. After this experience, he no longer resisted her touch. It was indeed a change of heart.    

"Mu woke up so early. Why didn't he sleep a little longer?"    

Ye Junhao replied, "Him, he's just a little bug. He wakes up so early every day, making it impossible for people to sleep in even if they wanted to."    

"Dad, I'm not a bug."    

Insects were so ugly and terrifying. He didn't want to become a bug.    

It was better to be a mouse that stole rice than a bug like Dad.    

Chuchen smiled and teased her son, "Then what is Mu?"    

Mu looked at his father and thought for a while before answering, "Squeak squeak... Mu is also a mouse that steals rice."    

Chuchen laughed so hard that her knife hurt.    

She really thought of that mouse and laughed every time. Who would have thought that someone as serious as Ye Junhao would tell his son that a mouse steals rice?    

Ye Junhao dotingly tapped his son's forehead and then placed his son on the edge of the bed. He reminded, "Accompany your mother and talk. Don't press down on your mother's hand that is inserted with needles. Mommy will be in pain. Daddy go and get some water to help Mommy wipe her face."    

"Okay."    

After his dad left, Mu lay down and carefully moved closer to Chuchen's hand that was inserted with needles. He looked at it carefully and blew at Chuchen's hand.    

After blowing a good breath, he sat up straight and said to Chuchen, "Mom, Mu helped you blow it. It doesn't hurt. It won't hurt anymore."    

Chuchen's heart was softened by her son's action. She smiled, but there were tears in her eyes. "Mom doesn't hurt anymore. With Mu blowing it for Mom, Mom doesn't feel pain at all."    

Mu smiled foolishly.    

"Mom, I will love you as much as I love you in the future."    

"Mom will also love Mu. I love you very, very much."    

He would double the motherly love he owed Mu in his previous life in this life.    

Mu looked at his mother and thought for a while. He looked like he was going to cut off his flesh, but he pretended to be very generous and said, "Mom, I will give you a little bit of my father."    

Ye Junhao came out with a wet towel. When he heard what his son said, he laughed and said, "You treat your father as food. You can also give a little bit to your mother."    

"Mom, thank you for Mu's generous sharing. Dad will always be Mu's. Mom will not take away Mu's dad."    

Mu was relieved. That pained look on his face disappeared. Mu Chuchen wanted to laugh again when she saw it.    

Her son was really cute and very good-looking. No wonder Li Dongyang liked to play with Mu when he saw him.    

Ye Junhao helped Chuchen wipe her face and then wiped her hands.    

"Hubby, I'm really happy. Mu is willing to share you with me. It's worth dying for him."    

Ye Junhao stared at her. "He will be someone else's man in the future. Have you considered your man's feelings when you die for someone else's man?"