Chapter 1107 What Is the Bottom Line? Can You Eat It?

Turning into the intersection, Gu Jingchen tilted his head: "What's going on?"

"Look at what your son has done."

Mu Nansheng covered his face, his voice somewhat helpless, "Look at his sleeves are all dirty."

Through the rearview mirror, Gu Jingchen noticed what his son had done.

Looking at the small hole on the strawberry box, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows.

This kid is really getting more and more unrefined.

With a sigh, Gu Jingchen said nothing.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

"Okay."

Shrugging, Mu Nansheng did not forget to turn back and remind: "Baby, don't put your hands on your clothes. If the strawberry juice gets on your clothes, it will be difficult to wash."

"Got it, Mommy."

When getting off the car, Mu Nansheng planned to carry Nanzai down.

But the strawberry juice got on Nanzai's clothes, and Mu Nansheng was a little at a loss.

"Let me do it."

Gu Jingchen stood behind Mu Nansheng and handed the coat to Mu Nansheng.

"Help me hold it."

"Oh oh."

Nodding repeatedly, holding Gu Jingchen's coat in one hand, and not forgetting to hold Nanzi's schoolbag.

Gu Jingchen glanced down at Nanzi whose shirt was stained with strawberry juice, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

But Nanzi didn't feel anything, and looked at Gu Jingchen with a smile, with a well-behaved look on his face.

"Daddy!"

"Don't move."

Gu Jingchen frowned and whispered, lifting Nanzi's little body, and didn't forget to remind him: "Watch out for your butt if you move again."

Nanzi's calves kept fiddling, but he didn't listen, and hugged Gu Jingchen's neck.

"Daddy, hold me!"

As he said, Nanzi wrapped his legs around Gu Jingchen's waist, and the strawberry juice on his body successfully stained Gu Jingchen's shirt.

Gu Jingchen: "…………"

Mu Nansheng covered his face, secretly sweating for Nanzi in his heart.

"Nanzi, I can't save you this time."

Mu Nansheng moved aside silently.

Gritting his teeth, Gu Jingchen grabbed Nanzi's collar, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Gu Munan, do you know that this shirt on me is made by my wife?"

When Nanzi heard Gu Jingchen call his full name, he calmed down.

"Daddy!"

Laughing, Nanzi stretched out his sticky little hands to try to save the father-son relationship that was about to break.

"Daddy, don't be angry! I just want to hug you!"

"No need."

With a cold snort, Gu Jingchen tried his best to endure his temper, "Go take a shower quickly."

Mu Nansheng stayed aside and didn't dare to speak, and followed Gu Jingchen silently.

Carrying Nanzi all the way to the bathroom, he stripped Nanzi's clothes and put them in the bathroom in a few seconds, and Gu Jingchen immediately took off his shirt.

He had a serious obsession with cleanliness, and was about to throw his clothes into the trash can, but when he thought about it, it was a shirt made by Mu Nansheng himself, and Gu Jingchen was a little reluctant.

When Mu Nansheng entered the bathroom with clothes, he saw Gu Jingchen, who was naked and struggling with his shirt.

Feeling a little funny, Mu Nansheng handed the shirt to Gu Jingchen.

"Jingchen, change first, I'll wash your clothes for you."

"Yeah."

Nodding, Gu Jingchen's brows relaxed and changed his clothes.

Nanzai didn't know he had made trouble yet, lying on the side of the bathtub, trying to reach the little yellow duck toy not far away.

Sighing, Mu Nansheng helped Gu Jingchen button up and adjust his collar.

"Go get the things in the car, I'll give Nanzai a bath."

Kissing Mu Nansheng's forehead, Gu Jingchen said nothing and closed the bathroom door.

Putting the clothes into the washing machine, Mu Nansheng squatted down by the bathtub and touched Nanzai's forehead with a smile.

"Baby, you challenged your daddy's bottom line again today."

"Bottom line?"

Nanzi fiddled with the little duck in his hand and blinked his eyes: "Mommy, what is the bottom line? Can I eat it?"

Mu Nansheng: "…………"