Chapter 377 Extra (End)
One afternoon, Ning Fengsheng was tending to her favorite forget-me-not flowers in the garden.
The setting sun cast a warm glow on her, and her figure bending over to trim the branches was as beautiful as a painting.
The father and son got out of the car almost at the same time and walked quickly towards the garden.
"Mom!" Nanchuan Yusen rushed over and hugged her legs.
Nanchuan Shijue was a step behind, glanced at the dwarf with dissatisfaction, and then put his arms around Ning Fengsheng from behind: "I've told you many times, let the gardeners do these things."
Ning Fengsheng turned around with a smile: "I like to take care of flowers and plants myself. Especially these forget-me-nots——"
When you see these little blue and purple flowers, you will recall that unique time.
She will never forget Nanchuan Shijue again.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes darkened as he looked at the patch of forget-me-nots and suddenly had an idea.
That night, the president collected a basket of forget-me-not petals and entered his private perfume room.
When Ning Fengsheng was kissing, he could vaguely smell a familiar fragrance from Nanchuan Shijue, a faint scent of forget-me-nots - but it was emanating from his philtrum.
"Did you wear perfume?" she asked curiously.
Nanchuan Shijue raised his eyebrows proudly: "I made this by myself, a special fragrance just for you to smell."
He specially extracted the fragrance of the flowers and applied it only to his philtrum so that only he could smell it...
Only Ning Fengsheng, who was very close to him, could smell this private fragrance.
"Why are you painting it here?" Ning Fengsheng laughed at him.
"If others smell it, wouldn't it be a good thing for them!" Nanchuan Shijue snorted coldly.
"Just because it's made from the petals of the forget-me-not flowers I planted? Are you so stingy? There's no one else in our family, only Moss and Sen Sen... Are you unwilling to let your son smell this perfume?" Ning Fengsheng was almost laughing like crazy.
"What a joke! That kid will never be able to smell it again in his lifetime!"
Nanchuan Yusen appeared out of nowhere, wrinkling his little nose and sniffing at Nanchuan Shijue: "Daddy is so cunning! I also want a fragrance that only mommy can smell!"
"Get lost, get out of the way."
After bathing, Nanchuan Shijue held her to sleep, and she smelled the unique scent of forget-me-not again.
This time it emanated not only from his person, but from his entire body.
"How many of my forget-me-nots did you use?"
"Enough to refine a bottle of shower gel and body lotion."
"Young Master Nanchuan is interested in perfume making recently?"
"Is it not good to smell your favorite scent on me? I think you like smelling me." Nanchuan Shijue grinned evilly. Just as he liked smelling her, she would also be unable to let go of him!
Ning Fengsheng was speechless. In fact, there was no need to go to such great lengths. She already liked his natural taste.
Outside the door, Nanchuan Yusen, who wanted to sleep with his mother, heard all this and his little head started to work rapidly.
The next day, he secretly picked the remaining forget-me-not petals, crushed them, soaked them in water, and went into his father's perfume room to add a bunch of spices...
The result was that Nanchuan Yusen had an allergic reaction and had rashes all over his body, so his family doctor was called in overnight.
Nanchuan Shijue scolded his son while taking care of him: "Idiot! Not everyone can make their own bath products with natural flower petals!"
Nanchuan Yusen's eyes were red: "I just want to be like my dad..."
Ning Fengsheng felt both distressed and amused. She comforted her son and coaxed her husband...
"Nanchuan Shijue, why don't you make a bottle for your son as well?"
"Wishful thinking!" Nanchuan Shijue snorted coldly, but his movements in wiping his son's rash were extremely gentle.
Ning Fengsheng spoke well of Nanchuan Shijue for a long time, but the next day, he secretly taught his son how to safely extract the essence of the flower fragrance.
The father and son collaborated rarely and made a bottle of real forget-me-not perfume for Ning Fengsheng.
"This way we all have our mother's favorite scent." Nanchuan Yusen said proudly.
Nanchuan Shijue rarely refuted and just said "hmm" coldly.
Ning Fengsheng took the bottle of exquisite perfume, his eyes moist.
She knew that for this extremely possessive father and son, being able to share her love was their greatest compromise and expression of love.
That night, Ning Fengsheng used the shower gel and perfume made by the father and son at the same time.
When she hugged Nanchuan Dajue and Nanchuan Xiaojue with the rich scent of forget-me-nots on her body, both of them showed satisfied expressions.
"Mom belongs to both of us." Nanchuan Yusen announced, and for the first time he did not reject his father's existence.
Nanchuan Shijue raised his eyebrows: "I agree for now."
Void tomorrow.
Ning Fengsheng smiled and hugged the two men she loved most in her life, her heart filled with happiness.
This is her family, a possessive yet lovable father and son. Every day they fight for favor, but every moment is filled with love and warmth.
"Nanchuan Yusen, you should go back to bed."
"I want to sleep with Mom tonight."
"What did you say during the day? Are you looking for death?" Nanchuan Shijue was furious.
Nanchuan Yusen sighed deeply. The price his father agreed to teach him how to make perfume was that he couldn't sleep with his mother for a month.
He really wanted to cheat and regret——
"But mommy definitely wants to sleep with the baby too."
"My wife doesn't want to sleep with you, she only wants to sleep with me!"
“Liar!”
"Do you still want her leg to heal quickly?" Nanchuan Shijue used his ultimate move, "I will treat her tonight."
"Can Dad really be cured?"
"You ask her." Nanchuan Shijue raised his eyebrows with a wicked smile and threw the question to Ning Fengsheng.
Ning Fengsheng's cheeks were visibly red...
"How on earth did Dad treat your leg? Dad is such a loser. It's been so long and he still hasn't healed it."
Ning Fengsheng's cheeks were burning even more. He pinched Nanchuan Shijue's waist fiercely with one hand: "The doctor said it takes time. Am I not much better now than before?"
At the beginning, he was too weak to walk, then he had to use a cane to walk, and then he had a frog-like limp. Now, except for the awkwardness of going down the stairs, he can move freely.
Nanchuan Yusen finally convinced himself and went back to his room to sleep.
Nanchuan Shijue locked the door, carried Ning Fengsheng to the bed, and took a deep sniff of her hair.
"You will always be my fragrance." He declared in a low voice, his tone full of unquestionable possession and affection.
Ning Fengsheng hugged the man's neck and kissed the tip of his nose: "Forever."
Moonlight streamed into the bedroom, illuminating a forget-me-not potted doll and a family photo on the bedside table.
In the photo, Nanchuan Shijue is carrying Ning Fengsheng on his back, and Nanchuan Yusen is holding his mother's high heels. The family of three is smiling brightly and is overflowing with happiness.
This is the daily life of a family of three in Nanchuan, full of sweet competition for favor and warm possession. Every day is so precious and every moment is worth cherishing.
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