My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

The result of taking the initiative was the next day. Mu Chuchen's waist was sore and soft. After she woke up, she was lying on the bed and did not want to get up.    

    

When she woke up, Ye Junhao was no longer in the room. Only his son was sitting at the end of the bed playing with toys. Seeing that she had woken up, Ye Mu threw the toys away and slid down the bed.    

    

The little guy ran out and shouted as he walked, "Dad, dad."    

    

Mu Chuchen:... Is she a ferocious beast?    

    

Little Ye Mu ran to the door. He was still young and could not reach the door handle. He could not open the door by himself. He was so anxious that he ran around in circles. In the end, he even wanted to bring a chair to help him climb the door.    

    

Unfortunately, the chair in the room was made of solid wood. With his small body and small strength, he could not move it at all. He even knew if he could move it or not.    

    

He used all his strength to push the chair until his face turned red. Before he was pushed two meters away, his small body rose into the air and was carried by his mother, whom he did not like.    

    

"Mu, mother is not a monster. She will not eat humans."    

    

Mu Chuchen gently said. She carried him to the door and opened the door for him. Without waiting for him to struggle, she let him down.    

    

"Go and find dad."    

    

Mu Chuchen touched her son's head and naturally attracted her son's angry glare. The little guy really did not like other people ambushing him.    

    

After waving Mu Chuchen's hand away, Ye Mu turned around and ran towards the gym.    

    

Mu Chuchen rubbed her sore and soft waist and followed her son to the gym.    

    

Ye Junhao was working out in the gym. He wore a blue tracksuit and did not have the noble and cold demeanor of a suit. He was still mature and steady. Because of the exercise, his forehead and face were covered in sweat.    

    

The door of the gym was open.    

    

Little Ye Mu ran in easily.    

    

"Dad, dad."    

    

When the little guy saw his dad, he rushed over like an arrow and hugged one of his legs. "Dad, mom, mom."    

    

He wanted to say that Mommy had woken up, but he looked like... This kind of expression made Mu Chuchen, who followed in and saw it, not know whether to laugh or cry. As he brought a clean towel, he said to Ye Junhao, "Mu looks like I am a flood or a ferocious beast. He looks like he will eat me if he opens his mouth."    

    

She handed the towel to Ye Junhao, who stopped working out and carried her son.    

    

"Hubby, wipe your sweat."    

    

Ye Junhao's eyes lit up. "Help me."    

    

Mu Chuchen did not refuse and obediently helped him wipe his sweat. Seeing this, Little Ye Mu also used his little hands to randomly wipe his father's sweat. After wiping his sweat, he felt that his little hand was a little sticky and looked at his own little hand. He looked at his father's face and then looked at the towel that Mu Chuchen was holding. He looked conflicted.    

    

"Mom will carry you to wash your hands."    

    

Mu Chuchen put the towel into Jun Hao's hands and laughed. She carried her son and took him to wash his hands.    

    

The little guy turned to look at his father. Seeing that his father did not want to "save" him, he let his mother carry him to wash his hands.    

    

Ye Mu felt that his father did not love him anymore. His father loved his mother more.    

    

Chuchen helped her son wash his hands and came out to see that Ye Junhao had not left yet.    

    

"Why don't you go back to your room to take a shower and change your clothes?"    

    

"I'll wait for you."    

    

Jun Hao carried his son over and placed him on the ground. He held Chuchen's hand instead and brought her out of the gym. His expression was gentle. "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"    

    

He thought that she could sleep until noon before waking up.    

    

"I'm used to it. I'll wake up at this time."    

    

Ye Junhao laughed in a low voice. "Maybe I'm too considerate."    

    

Chuchen, who instantly understood what he meant, blushed. She was as beautiful as a peach blossom. Ye Junhao really wanted to burn with her again.    

    

The little guy whose parents collectively forgot about was dumbfounded. He watched his father take his mother away and did not want him anymore.    

    

"Father."    

    

Recovering his senses, Ye Mu cried out, feeling wronged.    

    

Ye Junhao:... " Oh, I forgot about my son.