Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

As he said that, Mu Nansheng held up the hem of his skirt and ran to the dressing room in a panic.

Seeing Mu Nansheng's flushed face, the costume designer was as envious as he could be.

Seeing Mu Nansheng's leaving figure, Gu Jingchen chuckled, slowly savoring the faint fragrance around Mu Nansheng's neck, rolling his provocative Adam's apple up and down.

But thinking of what Mu Nansheng just said, Gu Jingchen couldn't laugh anymore.

Thinking of his troublesome little brat, Gu Jingchen still frowned and brought Nanzai over.

Nan Zai was still holding Lego in his hand, twisting his body, struggling to get down.

"Sit down."

With a sound of reprimand, Nan Tsai went on honestly.

Seeing that Mu Nansheng was not in the locker room, Nan Tsai looked around curiously.

Gu Jingchen reached out to block Nan Zai's sight, "Your mommy is putting on makeup, you change your clothes first."

Nan Zai responded obediently, and was overjoyed at the thought of going to the banquet with Mu Nansheng.

Because it is considering the father and son, the costume designer prepared a full set of parent-child outfits before coming.

When it was handed to Nan Zai, Nan Zai was not willing to wear the same set of clothes as Gu Jingchen. But upon hearing what the costumer said about Daddy and Mommy wearing couple outfits, Nan Zai, the little light bulb, immediately agreed to wear this outfit.

After changing his clothes, Nan Zai twisted his little buttocks and looked around in front of the mirror, fiddling with his bow tie like a little adult, constantly changing his postures.

Gu Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth, silently watching Nan Tsai, who was very similar to himself, posing in various poses to play handsome, with black lines all over his head.

Smiling at the costumer, Nan Zai showed his small canine teeth, "Sister, do you think Daddy is handsome or me?"

The costume designer's heart was almost melted by Nan Zai's sweet sister's shout, and he almost answered this difficult question.

The dressmaker didn't have the courage. After thinking about it, the dressmaker bent down, "I'm sorry, young master, I don't know. But you can ask your mommy."

"Yes, sister, you are right."

With that said, Nan Zai clapped his hands and ran to the dressing room on short legs.

"Gu Munan, stop."

Gu Jingchen was worried that Nan Zai would make trouble, so he hurriedly followed.

Mu Nansheng was about to finish putting on makeup, and when he was about to put on lipstick, he heard the sound of the door being pushed, and both Mu Nansheng and the makeup artist turned their heads to look over.

"Mommy—"

Because of the small suit, Nan Zai couldn't move his legs, so he wobbled and ran towards Mu Nansheng. Gu Jingchen, who was not looking very good, followed Nan Zai.

Mu Nansheng quickly squatted down and hugged Nanzai.

When Nan Tsai was about to give Mu Nansheng a kiss, Mu Nansheng stopped him with his hand.

"I'm sorry, Nan Tsai, Mommy has put on makeup, so I can't let you kiss me anymore."

Nan Tsai was a little frustrated, and blinked at Mu Nansheng's lips the next moment.

"Mommy, you can kiss Nanzai!"

Mu Nansheng gently rubbed Nan Zai's head, then lowered his head and gave Nan Zai a kiss.

Gu Jingchen standing behind Nan Tsai: ...

Nan Tsai, who was kissed by Mu Nansheng, smiled in satisfaction, and couldn't wait to show Mu Nansheng his little suit.

Turning around, Nan Zai put on a pose that he thought he was handsome, and looked at Mu Nansheng expectantly, "Mum, is Nan Zai handsome?"

Mu Nansheng and the makeup artist looked at each other, and they both applauded in unison to cooperate with Nan Tsai, "Handsome, so handsome, what a little gentleman."

Hearing the praise he wanted, Nan Zai grabbed Mu Nansheng's arm, and said softly, "Mum, take a picture of me, okay?"

Mu Nansheng's phone was still downstairs, and he smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, Nan Tsai, Mommy's phone is downstairs."

"I'll take pictures."

Gu Jingchen, who was standing aside, finally agreed.

Mu Nansheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded happily, "Okay."