The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

   "You are crazy, why kiss me?"

  In front of his son...

  Chenchen covered her eyes with her little hands, and said one by one: "Chenchen didn't see anything. In fact, my godfather had already told me that the young lady is the godfather's wife, and it's normal for her husband and his wife to kiss each other!"

  噗——

  It happened so suddenly, Mianmian felt that her IQ was not enough.

  It is a fact that her relationship with Zhan Muqian is firmly established.

   But he actually told the facts to little friend Ruan Jingchen.

  Can children really accept it?

  After all, he has a mother.

  In the concept of children, his mother Ruan Qingtong and Zhan Muqian are a couple.

  ……

  She stared at Zhan Muqian in amazement, but his expression was faint, like an old fox with a deep black belly.

  He got up without rush, and said solemnly: "I'm going out now, your legs are inconvenient, so please rest at home, don't run around, ask Aunt Qiao if you have something to do."

  At the end, he picked up Ruan Jingchen and put the boy's small body beside Mianmian, "Chenchen, godfather has entrusted you with this important task, take good care of young lady, eh?"

  The kid nodded pretentiously. He was obviously a naughty kid, but in the tone of a small adult: "Don't worry, godfather, promise to complete the task!"

  ……

  Mianmian finished washing with the help of the servant, changed clothes and went downstairs for brunch.

  The little friend Ruan Jingchen sat opposite her to accompany her.

  Mianmian is a little tired, but this kid really listens to his godfather.

  Zhan Mu Qian is really good, even training a four-year-old Xiaodian as a soldier.

  While eating, she was thinking about how to find common topics when facing a four-year-old child.

Before he could speak, the little boy was standing on the chair, his little chubby hand holding the pub with some difficulty, scooped two broccoli flowers, and placed them on the **** cotton plate.

   "..." Her eyes widened, she never eats broccoli!

  Only listen to the little adult solemnly and authentically: "Sister, don’t be picky eaters, godfather said that girls eating more broccoli is good for the skin."

  Gosh.

  Mianmian looked at the little guy's serious appearance, round little bun face, as beautiful as a child star on TV.

  He is so cute, his appearance looks exactly the same as Zhan Muqian!

  She ate a broccoli flower for the sake of face.

  Xiao Chenchen pushed the warm milk jug to her again: "Miss Sister, drink milk to grow taller."

  Mianmian finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

  She tentatively asked as a joke: "Chenchen, you listen to Chief Zhan like this, and you look like him! But you call him godfather, why not call him father?"

  Chenchen looked at her with clear black eyes, suddenly lowered his head, and said with some regret: "Godfather is godfather, godfather is not my father..."

   "Huh?" Although there was speculation early in the morning, Mianmian was still a little surprised when the words came out of the child.

  Ruan Jingchen sat back in his seat obediently, sitting upright, like a mini soldier.

   "Dad died. I heard that godfather is his best brother, so he recognized Chenchen as a godfather. Although godfather is not a father, godfather is the best godfather in the world!"

  Sacrifice, sacrifice? !

  Jiang Mianmian couldn't help being shocked.

  She even suspects that Chenchen is so young that he does not understand the meaning of the word sacrifice.

  So Chenchen and Zhan Muqian are not related by blood.

  Chenchen should be the orphan of a martyr.

  Chenchen looked at her, and suddenly remembered something like: "Miss Sister, you are godfather's wife, in fact, I should call you godmother, right?"

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