In Jimucheng's eyes, it's a nest, but in Xia Xinnian's eyes, this is her warmest little home.

"Let's put it down!" Xia Xinnian was really afraid that Jimucheng would throw his son on the bed directly, so he reminded him in a cool voice.

Of course Jimucheng is very gentle, the little guy muttered, and stretched out his two little hands for a hug.

Looking at his son's cute little movement, Jimucheng gently patted his shoulder with his big palm, then bent down, and lightly pressed his handsome face on the little guy's forehead. The sound of his steady breathing also infected Xia Yuchen. Then he put down his raised little hand softly, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

After his son fell asleep, Jimucheng turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature, and closed the door gently.

Xia Xinnian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with her back to him. The fact that Jimucheng was her son's biological father aroused the pain in her heart.

If she had restrained herself from thinking about it before, she would investigate it now.

Now I can't hold back that anger.

Jimucheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the woman whose back was facing her. Just now, he focused on his son and didn't look at her carefully.

Now, she was wearing his wide shirt, revealing two slender white straight long legs, her narrow black one-line skirt was covered by the over-long shirt, making people feel that she only had this male shirt from head to toe. It is a romantic and ambiguous thing for a woman to wear a man's shirt.

Jimucheng felt his heart beating faster again, and his blood was boiling hot.

"Why did you agree to He Jiaxuan to frame me?" Xia Xinnian knew that he was standing behind her, and she tried her best to suppress her voice, not wanting to wake her son up.

"He Jiaxuan? What's your relationship with him?" Jimucheng sensitively sensed that this was a man's name, and it was a little familiar, so he couldn't remember which name it was.

"Stop pretending to be stupid here!" Xia Xinnian waited for his explanation, but unexpectedly, he asked her back, how could she not be angry?

Jimucheng's eyes are cold, staring at the little woman who suddenly turns around and stares at him with gritted teeth.

"I didn't pretend, I really don't know this man!" Jimucheng hates being questioned by others, and he doesn't want to bear unwarranted charges.

"Oh, then why did you come into my room and sleep with me, you bastard!" Xia Xinnian couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed over angrily. Although she was petite, she still wanted to grab his collar and question him.

Ji Mucheng's handsome face was slightly surprised, and the person who dared to grab his collar and call him an asshole salivated.

If it were a person, Jimucheng would definitely make her regret it.

But this woman with red eyes and angry face made him dare not slap her away.

Her identity is very special to him.

The role of his son's mother is enough for Jimucheng to show some patience with her.

"Didn't you take the initiative to let me sleep for money?" In Xia Xinnian's eyes, his crime cannot be redeemed, but in Jimucheng's eyes, this woman is also more guilty.

"What?" Xia Xinnian's beautiful eyes widened, and it was hard to believe that she would hear the word "active" from this man's mouth.

Jimucheng still doesn't like being grabbed by the front of his clothes. He stretched out two big palms, held her small hand with one hand, and forcibly pulled her small hand away. His voice was cold and sarcasm: "I said, I've already paid, and you want to take this opportunity to blackmail me again?"

"Who wants your stinky money? You beast!" Xia Xinnian felt that her dignity had been greatly insulted.

Jimucheng found that the way this woman lost her temper was inexplicably cute.

This recognition made him evilly want to tease her again.

"Now you have a son with a beast, how do you feel?" This is the first time Jimucheng has been scolded, but he is still scolded to make him happy.

Xia Xinnian was almost nauseated by him. JrNovels.com