The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

But, for some reason, Mu Lian didn't dare to mention this matter now that this person was in front of her.

He was so scared, so afraid that she would dislike him for having a son, so afraid that she would refuse as soon as she opened her mouth...

Even if he didn't say anything, Nan Jun could understand his intentions.

Holding his son's warm little hand and putting it to his lips, Nan Jun said dotingly: "Appreciate the flowers in spring and watch the snow in winter. I miss you when I wake up, and I miss you when I wake up. I see the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I also think about it when I walk." Jun, I think of you even when I sit. Let this child be called Nan Nianyun!"

Nianyun, Nianyun.

Nan Jun thought, Qiao Yun is so talented, he must be able to understand his own mind.

"Nianyun, Nan Nianyun..."

Mulian murmured the name in her mouth, and tears rolled down her eyes.

He always thought that seeing her again was an extravagant wish, and he didn't dare to expect her love poems to be for him.

But now she not only gave the child a name, but is also willing to give the child the "Nan" surname.

There were so many experiences that day that Mu Lian couldn't bear the shock any longer, and actually covered her lips in front of Nan Jun and cried bitterly.

Nan Jun wanted to go forward to comfort him, but he was afraid to move because of the child in his arms.

It's just that his pitiful appearance made her feel a little bit distressed.

"Don't cry, Nianyun finally stopped crying, why are you, a father, crying again?"

Nan Jun pursed his lips and spoke out.

She is not a woman who can make men happy, and it is because of this that she is green, right?

Mu Lian hurriedly wiped away her tears, sobbing, "I...I'm so happy!"

He was happy that the child could be named by his mother himself.

Seeing the son in his arms wagging his fingers pitifully, Nan Jun hurriedly handed the child back to Mu Lian, rubbed his nose and said, "I'm afraid the child is hungry, or you... you can feed him!"

As she spoke, her fair ears gradually turned red.

Mu Lian didn't dare to think too much, she went to bed with the baby in her arms, and when she saw Nan Jun's eyes staring at him, she hurriedly took off half of the coarse mosquito net and covered herself.

Nan Jun's knowledge was so deep that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the sound of the little man suckling.

Trying to suppress the restlessness in his heart, Nan Jun couldn't help cursing inwardly, this woman of the female dynasty dynasty is really unbelievable, and she can't resist the temptation at all.

I don't know how long it took before Mulian straightened her clothes and got off the bed. Seeing Nan Jun leaning there and closing her eyes, she thought she was asleep.

Cautiously walking to Nan Jun, Mu Lian stopped when she wanted to speak.

She was injured, and she might not be able to leave for the time being.

only…

As the daughter of Prince Pingnan, how can Nan Jun spend the night in such a dilapidated place?

Looking at Nan Jun in front of him, and secretly glanced at her son who was sleeping soundly in the bed, Mu Lian thought, if she didn't dislike her and was willing to stay, he wouldn't mind taking her son to spend the night on the ground and giving up the bed to her.

Just as Mulian was hesitating, the man grabbed her wrist again.

It's just that this time she didn't use as much force as before, but put a few fingers on his beating pulse.

"I have suffered a lot during the confinement period!"

Nan Jun seemed to be asking Mulian, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Mulian withdrew her hand embarrassingly, pursed her lips and shook her head.

If it is compared with the previous Jinyiyushi, he has indeed suffered a lot.

But in terms of freedom, although the life here is a bit bitter, the people around are much simpler.

"I'm sorry for your father and son, Yun'er, can you blame me?" After Nan Jun finished speaking, he hooked his lips and said, "Why don't you blame me? She abandons her husband and son. If you die, you deserve it..."

Before Nan Ju finished speaking, Mu Lian covered her lips.

I saw that little man was staring at Nan Jun with red eyes and a disapproving look.

"You finally woke up, why did you say such unlucky words?"

Thinking of the word "unlucky", Mu Lian hastily withdrew her hand, took two steps back, and moved a little further away from Nanjun.

No matter how high Nanjun's cultivation is, he still can't see through the mind of the man in front of him at this moment.

Maybe she retreated too hard, and in addition to the fact that it was dark, Mulian forgot that there were two low benches on the ground, so she stumbled and fell straight down.

No longer caring about the disguise, Nan Jun flew up and put his arms around the little man's waist.

When the familiar smell came, Mu Lian felt for a moment that she had returned to the past. The woman in front of her was no longer the cold-blooded and ruthless Pingnan Prince's daughter, but his elder sister.

Seeing that the panic in his eyes suddenly turned into confusion, Nan Jun couldn't help frowning.

It wasn't until the little man pushed her away that Nan Jun confirmed that his love journey is long and long, and she still needs to work hard!

Mu Lian didn't think so, he didn't dare to forget that cinnabar mole on his forehead which was regarded as ominous.

"It's getting late, go and rest!"

Nan Jun touched his nose in embarrassment, then covered his wound and pretended to be weak and sat back on the blanket, finally getting close to him, she didn't want to just leave like this.

"You'd better go to bed! I'll be here with Nianyun..."

Mulian's little finger pointed to the thin blanket on the ground, and her pair of dark eyes shone brightly in the darkness, making Nan Jun look dazed.

"Your Highness?"

Just as Mu Lian was about to call her "Sister Yu", she changed her name after thinking of something.

She was no longer his elder sister, let alone his wife.

"I'm in severe pain and it's inconvenient to move. Just rest here for one night. Go to sleep quickly and don't worry about me."

Saying that, Nan Jun closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mu Lian didn't say any more, she pursed her lips and thought for a while, then turned around and came to a broken wooden box to rummage inside.

After a while, Mu Lian ran over with a gorgeous cloak in her arms, carefully covered Nan Jun's body with the cloak, then blew out the candle and left quietly.

This cloak is Mulian's only possession, and the gold and silver threads inlaid on it are enough for an ordinary family's food and clothing in the future.

He originally intended to leave it to his son as a dowry, but since he left Nanfu, no matter how difficult it was, he was reluctant to use the cloak, but now it is cheaper for Nanjun.

In the darkness, Nan Jun looked at the little body who was walking towards the bed step by step, raised his hand to caress the cloak, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Such a kind-hearted person always suffers more grievances than others!

Nan Jun thought, even though the task was heavy and the road was long, she would still win his heart.

At first Mulian couldn't sleep, but when she heard that the person in the dark didn't make a sound, she gradually forgot her fear, and when she woke up, it was already dawn.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't had such a peaceful sleep, because she was afraid that some villains would break into the yard at night, Mu Lian would always wake up with a start, but now that this person was by her side, he had a good night's sleep.