Chapter 692
WIFE-SPOILING MANIAC: Be Gentle with the arrogant prince charming
Author:?Qingqing Zijin 05?MACHINE TRANSLATION
Just as he reached the entrance of the Manor, long Chenjue stopped the car.
Looking at Jian Xiaomoâs exhausted expression, long Chenjueâs pair of deep eyes stared at Jian Xiaomoâs stomach and then suddenly picked up Jian Xiaomo.
Jian Xiaomo was stunned. Ever since she had a baby, this man didnât even hug her. Why did he suddenly pick her up today.
Just as he was about to speak, long Chenjue gave Jian Xiaomo a disdainful look and said, âJian Xiaomo, Iâm just hugging you, Iâm not hugging it! â Long Chenjue solemnly affirmed, as if he was afraid that others would misunderstand.
Seeing how exhausted this woman looked, his heart ached, so he could not help but hug her.
Then, he warned Jian Xiaomoâs lower abdomen, âlittle bastard, donât be complacent too early! â
He was just hugging his woman. When this little bastard came out, letâs see how he would torture it properly.
Jian Xiaomo was once again speechless and wanted to roll her eyes.
Meanwhile, Long Chenjue carried Jian Xiaomo and strode towards the living room.
At this moment, Ba Luo saw the young master carrying Jian Xiaomo into the room, and his expression immediately revealed a happy expression. From the looks of it, the relationship between the young master and Miss Jian had broken the ice.
As a servant, he was extremely happy.
At this moment, he heard long chenjue order Ba Luo, âgo, bring back all the things that you bought for the little bastard. â
On the way to his car, there were several times when he could not help but want to throw them out of the window.
Ba Luo was stunned. It turned out that the young master and Miss Jian were going to buy things for the baby. His face revealed a hint of joy, and he said respectfully, âYes, Young Master! â
This was the little bastard, the young master. It was so easy to call him. No matter how he listened to it, it made him feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Miss Jian had a good temper. If it were any other ordinary person, they would have caused a huge ruckus.
Who could tolerate their own child being called a bastard.
Sigh, when would the young master be willing to admit that this baby was his.
Ba Luo was also worried to death. Just as he was about to walk out, long Chenjue suddenly thought of something and said to Ba Luo again, âalso, the little bastardâs things can not enter Jian Xiaomoâs room, and can not enter the living room. â
Ba Luo was stunned. He said to long Chenjue, âthen, where should the young masterâs and young masterâs things be placed? â
As soon as Ba Luo finished speaking, he saw his young masterâs face turn even darker. He suddenly realized that he had violated the young masterâs taboo, and his face turned Pale with fright.
Long Chenjue glared at him fiercely. Then, he saw Jian Xiaomoâs displeased expression. Jian Xiaomo said that she was going to throw them together with the groceries. He swallowed his words and said coldly, âthereâs no place in the manor. Do you still need to ask me? â
As he said that, he glared at Ba Luo fiercely.
Ba Luo knew that he had said something wrong just now, so he didnât dare to ask further. He was about to walk out, but just as he took two steps, he suddenly thought of something and wanted to report to long Chenjue. Long Chenjue had already carried Jian Xiaomo into the living room.
As soon as the two of them walked into the living room, Jian Xiaomo felt a strong aura in the living room.
She could not help but look up and found that master long was sitting in the living room with an Ashen face, drinking tea with his head lowered.
Jian Xiaomo was stunned when she saw master long. She quickly broke away from long Chenjueâs arms.
Long Chenjueâs face did not look any better when he saw master long. He was about to carry Jian Xiaomo upstairs, but master long immediately reacted. He raised his head and looked at the two of them unhappily. To be exact, he looked at Jian Xiaomo.
Because he spoke to long Chenjue in a kind tone, âlong âer, I have something to say to you. â
As he spoke, he looked at Jian Xiaomo with a dark gaze.