Chapter 1110 Throwing a Tantrum? (1)

Mu Jinchen took a sip of tea and gently put it down. He looked at the back of the assistant who had been with him for eight years and raised his thin lips.

The little woman was right. Good communication can really make the relationship go further.

Mu Jinchen finished the last sip of tea and got up to go back to his room to sleep.

Who knew that he saw the little woman sitting at the head of the bed as soon as he opened the door. Her smooth hair cascaded down her side like a black waterfall. Her eyes, like the water of the moon, stared blankly out the window, as if she was staring at the crescent moon, and seemed to be looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance. I don’t know what she was thinking.

She turned around when she heard the door being pushed open, blinking her eyes and looking at the man at the door.

Her eyes, like water, first flashed a touch of joy, but soon they were restrained. She pouted her lips and simply lay back and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

Mu Jinchen’s deep eyes flashed a touch of doubt. He walked to the side of the bed and touched her forehead.

Wushuang glared at him, slapped his hand away, and turned to face the other side.

"What's wrong?"

The man raised his handsome eyebrows and spoke softly. Wushuang was in a bad mood? It was so rare for Wushuang to be in a bad mood.

Wushuang still ignored him.

The man walked back to the other side of the bed, hugged the little woman together with the quilt in his arms, and kissed her face, "Baby, what are you angry about? Huh?"

Wushuang's hands and feet were held tightly by him, unable to move, and could only stare at him with his eyes.

Mu Jinchen was indeed a little puzzled. He just walked away for a while, and the little woman woke up and got angry.

"But what's wrong?"

Seeing Wushuang like this for the first time, Mu Jinchen was a little nervous, thinking that she was uncomfortable, but the action just now was clearly to make trouble for him.

The man's tone was very soft and light. Wushuang seemed to realize that she was a little unreasonable. Maybe affected by hormonal changes, she really wanted to lose her temper, and she didn't know what was wrong.

"I feel bad, let go."

Mu Jinchen was a little anxious when he heard it, so he quickly let go, took off the sheets, held her in his arms, reached out and touched her forehead, then touched his own forehead, felt nothing, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Wushuang leaned in his arms and shook her head. She didn't like herself now. She seemed a little hypocritical and a little clingy. She checked online and said that pregnant women would be more or less emotional due to the influence of hormones.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, I just suddenly got unhappy. The Internet said that pregnant women would have some inexplicable emotions due to the influence of hormones. Mu Jinchen, do you think I will have prenatal depression? You were not around, I just woke up suddenly, and then I didn't see you, and I didn't know where you went, so I wanted to lose my temper."

Wushuang is actually a person with good emotional intelligence. She calmed down and told Mu Jinchen directly when she knew where the problem was.

Mu Jinchen was relieved when he heard it. It was not a big problem to just want to lose his temper.

"Don't talk nonsense about prenatal depression. It's my fault. I shouldn't have walked away while you were asleep. I won't do it next time."

In fact, he knew that Wushuang couldn't sleep well when he was not around, and thought it was okay to walk away when she was asleep, but he didn't expect that it still couldn't work.

Wushuang shook her head again, and her soft voice sounded a little muffled, "Mu Jinchen, I love to stick to you so much now, what should I do if you get tired of me one day? I find that I can't leave you anymore."