Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Mu Fucheng came back during lunch.

By the way, he also brought back a dozen bodyguards from the Mu family, who were specially sent by Mr. Mu to protect An Nansheng.

An Nansheng also found that there were still not enough people around him, and there would not be enough people to help if any problem arose.

With the lessons learned from the past, she was also afraid of being away from people.

So she gladly accepted the old man's kindness.

After lunch, An Nansheng was reading documents in the study, and Mu Fucheng sat next to her and watched her.

An Nansheng was not afraid of being seen. He carefully read the pile of documents, signed them, and handed them to Zhou Jin before his eyes fell on Mu Fucheng.

"Master Jiu, have you seen enough?"

Mu Fucheng did not answer this question, but said:

"I've left Jian Yunzhang with some trouble. He probably won't have the time to plot against you any more. And with my eldest brother and the old man putting pressure on him, he probably won't dare to plot against Donghu again."

"But Jian Yunzhang has completely torn off his disguise now, and he will definitely not let the An family go. When I'm not around, you must protect yourself. If you have any problems, go to the old man, don't resist."

"Also, you can't hide it from me."

An Nansheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, you know the grudge between me and the Jian family. We've been fighting for several years, and we've both won and lost."

"Besides, I'm not the type to fight head-on. If I can't win, I'll just call for help or run away. I know that."

Mu Fucheng nodded. Indeed, his little girl was not the type to pretend just for the sake of face.

"Also, the old ladies always bring people with them when they go out."

"I will definitely be back when you give birth. The hospital will make arrangements in advance. Don't worry."

Mu Fucheng's eyes swept over An Nansheng's belly.

He is not familiar with these two little guys yet. He has not even secured the role of husband yet but has become a father before. Mu Fucheng is still a little uncomfortable with it.

I'm really worried, but everything that needs to be arranged has been made, and I really don't know what else to say.

In a blink of an eye, he saw An Nansheng staring at him.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at Master Jiu." An Nansheng raised an eyebrow: "Finally, I can look at you openly."

I used to play dumb and treat him as my elder.

Mu Fucheng's eyes darkened.

Then he walked over, picked her up, put her on his lap, pinched her chin and kissed her.

An Nansheng widened his eyes slightly.

Her teeth were pried open, and the lingering tenderness between her lips and teeth made her heart tingle.

She didn't know when she closed her eyes, she only knew that this gentle and lingering kiss lasted for a long time.

Because he was concerned about her belly, Mu Fucheng didn't dare to use any force.

But his hands were fanning the flames uncontrollably.

When their lips parted, An Nansheng discovered that the buttons of her bra had been unbuttoned at some point.

Her shoulders glowed with an alluring white light in the cool air.

Mu Fucheng's big hands were reluctant to take out of the V-neck skirt.

Mu Fucheng stared at her with deep eyes, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

"Uncle, dinner is early today. If you take a cold shower now, it should still be in time."

An Nansheng looked at him:

"Or should I help you with my hands?"

She said something that was going to kill someone, but she looked serious about it.

Mu Fucheng narrowed his eyes.

An Nansheng smiled and said:

"You're poking me, do you really not want my help?"

Mu Fucheng's jaw tightened: "No need."

He helped her tidy up her clothes, gently placed her on the chair and went back to her room.

The pace was a bit hurried.