My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

When Mu Chuchen arrived at the top floor, she saw her beloved husband waiting for her at the entrance of the elevator with his cute son in his arms.    

    

"Jun Hao... Husband, where are you and Mu going?"    

    

Chuchen thought Ye Junhao wanted to bring her son downstairs.    

    

"I will wait for you here."    

    

Chuchen smiled.    

    

She took two steps forward and reached out to hug her son. The little guy refused and she simply went closer and kissed her son's cute face.    

    

Ye Mu raised his hand to rub the place where his mother kissed him in disgust.    

    

Ye Junhao felt a little sour.    

    

Why didn't she kiss him?    

    

"Hubby."    

    

Ye Junhao looked at her and waited for her to continue.    

    

"Lower your head a little."    

    

Ye Junhao raised his eyebrows, but he still lowered his head obediently. Immediately after, he felt a heat on his face. Her soft lips planted a kiss on his face.    

    

"You and Mu are both the most important people to me. I will treat you fairly."    

    

After kissing him, Mu Chuchen smiled sweetly. She knew very well that what Ye Junhao could not resist the most was her coquettishness and sweetness.    

    

Ye Junhao did not speak, but the corner of his mouth curled up. He was obviously in a good mood.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

He said in a low voice, then turned around and walked to his office with his son in his arms.    

    

Chuchen carried the lunchbox and walked side by side with him.    

    

Ming Yu took a few glances and then stopped looking. He seriously worked to avoid being fed too much by the dog food and not being able to eat at noon.    

    

The CEO's wife seemed to have changed into another person these two days. She changed her ways to express goodwill to the CEO. The CEO was so happy that he almost forgot his surname.    

    

After the meal.    

    

Ye Mu was sleeping in his father's arms. When he fell asleep, his little hands were still tightly holding onto his father's clothes. He looked like he was afraid of being thrown to his mother.    

    

Ye Junhao carried his son into the lounge. Just as he laid his son on the bed, his waist was hugged by a pair of soft hands.    

    

"Hubby."    

    

Mu Chuchen called softly.    

    

Ye Junhao stood up and lowered his head to look at the hand that wrapped around his waist. He covered it with his hand and held her hand.    

    

Turning around, he lightly asked, "What's wrong? He was absent-minded while eating."    

    

Was he going to reveal his fox tail?    

    

I can't pretend anymore.    

    

Ye Junhao thought bitterly. The heavens were too cruel to her. She only gave him two days of happiness, but he had to take it back.    

    

"Hubby, I want you to hug me tightly."    

    

Chuchen looked up and asked in a soft voice.    

    

Seeing that Ye Junhao was only looking at her, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist again. This time it was on the front side. Her face was leaning against his chest and listening to his heartbeat. Her nose was filled with his scent.    

    

Leaning against and leaning against him, her mischievous hands started to swim around his body.    

    

Unsurprisingly, she discovered that his body was tense. She dared to say that all the nerves in his body were taut.    

    

She really didn't expect that he, who was so calm and collected, would be so unattractive.    

    

"Hubby, I'm not happy."    

    

"Why?"    

    

Ye Junhao's voice was low and hoarse.    

    

She arrogantly pulled on his tie, but he did not stop her.    

    

He had given her a leave of absence last night, but he had to make it up to her today.    

    

"Just now, I saw your childhood sweetheart downstairs."    

    

He untied his tie, unbutton his suit jacket, and finally, her hand landed on his Adam's apple. She circled his Adam's apple a few times before he suddenly grabbed her hand.    

    

"What did she say to you?"    

    

"You didn't correct my words. She really is your childhood sweetheart."    

    

Ye Junhao:... ""    

    

"Ye Junhao."    

    

"Call me Hubby!"    

    

"I'm angry. If I'm angry, I won't call you husband. "    

    

Ye Junhao dotingly lowered his head and lightly bit her pouted lips. It was soft.