Chapter 381 Mommy is mine tonight!



Chapter 381 Mommy is mine tonight!

At this moment, Chenchen came running over, holding a sofa cushion that was almost bigger than him, and threw himself at Mu Nanyan's legs. He raised his little face, his eyes sparkling with anticipation:

"Mommy, can you tell me a story tonight? I haven't heard you tell a story in such a long time!"

The child's innocent request was like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly breaking the subtle silence around him and the complicated thoughts of the adults.

Mu Nanyan suddenly came back to her senses, looking at her son's soft and cute little face, the softest part of her heart was gently touched.

She bent down and gently stroked Chenchen's hair. All her trance and anxiety seemed to be dispelled by this smile:

"Okay, Mommy will tell you a story when you go to bed."

Lu Yiran looked at the intimate and natural interaction between the mother and son in front of him, and his heart softened. A strange and warm emotion that he had never experienced before quietly spread in his heart.

Perhaps, this is what is called the feeling of "home"?

In the past, he had almost no concept of the word "home", let alone any desire for it.

But at this moment, gazing at Mu Nanyan's gentle profile and Chenchen's bright eyes, a solid and full sense of happiness and protective desire filled his chest so clearly.

The three of them came to the spacious sofa and sat down.

Chenchen ran to the middle and sat down first, and Mu Nanyan naturally sat down next to her son.

Lu Yiran subconsciously chose a position close to Mu Nanyan, as if being close to her was instinctive.

However, Chenchen blinked his big eyes, looked at his mommy beside him, then looked at his daddy on the other side, and a trace of obvious confusion appeared on his little face.

In the simple world of the past few years, the focus of his life was only his mother. Although his father's sudden joining made him happy, it also brought a sense of strangeness that he needed to carefully adapt to.

What puzzled him even more was why Dad didn't sit on his other side, but instead sat right next to Mommy? Could it be... that he wanted to steal Mommy away?

This thought instantly made Chenchen's alarm bells ring.

He suddenly stood up and walked in front of the two of them. Under the puzzled gazes of Lu Yiran and Mu Nanyan, he stubbornly squeezed into the gap between them and sat down, successfully separating the two.

He even turned his head and looked at Lu Yiran with a very vigilant look, and announced in a low but very firm voice:

"Mommy is mine tonight!"

It looked like a little beast that was determined to guard its treasure with its life and would not allow anyone to covet it.

Lu Yiran was left in tears and laughter by his son's blunt "declaration of war". This little guy turned his back on people so quickly. Who was it that had begged him to go build a snowman together during the day?

His face was full of helplessness.

The relationship between father and son had just eased, and he definitely didn't want to create any more rift because of such a small matter.

He had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, and obediently moved to the side, completely freeing up the space next to Mu Nanyan.

Upon seeing this, Chenchen's face immediately brightened up and he smiled triumphantly like a victor, like a triumphant young general.

However, after the brief "territorial dispute" subsided, the atmosphere fell into a new awkwardness.

The three of them sat side by side on the sofa, and they had nothing to say to each other, so they could only stare at each other.

It's still early and not time to go to bed yet.

Normally, during this time, Chenchen would concentrate on building his Lego, while Mu Nanyan would use this time to deal with work emails.

But at this moment, in this temporary hotel suite, there were neither Legos nor other toys, so Chenchen could only sit there bored.

Mu Nanyan hadn't seen her son for a long time and wanted to spend more time with him, but Lu Yiran's presence made her feel a little unnoticeable and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Lu Yiran, who is used to solving problems efficiently, is now facing unprecedented "challenges".

His past life was almost entirely filled with work. Business trips, negotiations, and social events constituted most of his life experience. His occasional relaxation was nothing more than a few drinks with friends like Chu Ci.

Obviously, those experiences could not be applied to the warm situation before him, where he had to coax a child and get along with a woman who made him cautious.

Then, a subtle and quiet silence fell in the suite.

The three of them sat quietly on the sofa, as if waiting for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

In the end, it was Lu Yiran who broke the subtle silence first.

He turned sideways, his eyes fell on Chenchen gently, and asked in a slow tone:

"Chenchen, it's still early, do you want to play some games?"

Sure enough, the child's attention was immediately attracted.

Chenchen's eyes lit up, and the boy's natural interest in games was instantly ignited. He couldn't wait to ask:

"What game is it?"

Lu Yiran explained patiently:

"I just saw that the audio-visual room next door is equipped with a game controller. I think it can be connected to the TV to play. Many games support three people playing together. Should we give it a try?"

Chenchen was immediately interested when he heard this, but the next second he came up with a brilliant idea:

"Then can I team up with Mommy and just beat you up?"

Lu Yiran: “…………”

He was speechless for a moment, feeling rather helpless. Was he the necessary villain in this mother and son's gaming experience? Why did he have to be beaten?

He suppressed his smile and continued to guide patiently:

"Haven't you seen Dad play other games before? You should know that Dad is pretty good at it."

He paused cleverly and proposed another plan.

"How about letting me join your team? The three of us can form a team and fight the bad guys in the game together?"

Chenchen tilted his little head and thought seriously.

He recalled seeing his father play games with such smooth movements that it was truly amazing.

If I really fight Dad, even if Mommy and I team up, I'm afraid we won't have a chance of winning...

He finally made a wise decision and nodded:

"Okay, then you'll be on our team."

"Okay, then Dad will go get the controller and let you choose what you want to play later."

Lu Yiran stood up with a smile and walked towards the audio-visual room next door.

Not long after, he came back with three brand new wireless controllers and placed them gently on the coffee table.

Seeing this, Mu Nanyan felt relieved and followed the conversation:

"It's good to play once in a while."

She wasn't really any good at games, but at the moment, it seemed like a good way to break the tense atmosphere.

Lu Yiran skillfully connected the device, handed two handles to Chenchen and Mu Nanyan respectively, and picked up the third one himself.

The colorful game interface soon appeared on the huge TV screen.

The initial cooperation was disastrous.

Mu Nanyan was extremely unfamiliar with operating the controller and often pressed the wrong keys, causing the character in the game to fall off a cliff or collide with the enemy.

Chenchen was so anxious that he stamped his feet beside him:

"Mommy! Jump to the left! Left!"

Lu Yiran was controlling his own character while also giving instructions:

"Nan Yan, that red button is for attack, not acceleration..."

Mu Nanyan was in a panic, her cheeks flushed with anxiety and a little embarrassment.

Lu Yiran looked at her rare clumsy appearance, and instead of being impatient, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.

He simply slowed down his character's pace, patiently waiting for her to catch up, and even "sacrificed" the character he was controlling to block the attack for her.

"It's okay, take your time and just follow me."

His deep voice sounded in her ears, carrying a soothing power.

Chenchen also changed from being anxious at first to cheering for his mommy:

"Come on, Mommy! Daddy, protect Mommy!"

Through repeated failures and restarts, the initial stiffness and unfamiliarity miraculously gradually dissipated.

Mu Nanyan gradually became familiar with the operation and could occasionally perform beautiful cooperation.

When she and Lu Yiran cooperated tacitly to defeat a small BOSS, Chenchen jumped up and cheered excitedly:

"Yeah! Mom and Dad are awesome!"

Unconsciously, Mu Nanyan's body had completely relaxed, and she would even subconsciously move closer to Lu Yiran in tense moments.

Lu Yiran also naturally held her and Chenchen in his arms. The three of them squeezed in the middle of the sofa, all their attention focused on the wonderful world of the game, with laughter and exclamations ringing out from time to time.

After a game, although they failed to pass the level, the invisible thin ice between the three of them melted quietly in the laughter.

Chenchen's face turned red from playing. He leaned excitedly in his father's arms and chattered about the game just now.

Lu Yiran looked down at his son in his arms, then turned his head to look at Mu Nanyan beside him, whose eyebrows were relaxed and the corners of her lips were smiling. His heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of fullness.

He reached out and gently held Mu Nanyan's hand.

This time, she didn't freeze, her fingertips moved slightly, and then she gently shook his hand back.

Mu Nanyan glanced down at her watch and said softly to Chenchen, who was still excited:

"Chenchen, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

Although Chenchen was still not satisfied, after playing for a whole day and the "fierce battle" just now, his little head was indeed starting to feel heavy.

He nodded obediently, rubbed his eyes, and responded with a sweet smile:

"Okay~"

Mu Nanyan took her son's hand and prepared to take him to wash up.

At this moment, Lu Yiran naturally stood up and followed them.

Walking into the spacious bathroom, Mu Nanyan was squeezing children's toothpaste for Chenchen. When she looked up, she saw from the mirror that Lu Yiran also came over with his toothbrush and stood very naturally on the other side of the sink.

Mu Nanyan was slightly stunned, and looked at him in the mirror with a bit of amusement:

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing...?"

Lu Yiran remained calm and began to squeeze toothpaste onto his toothbrush in a serious manner, speaking as if it was a matter of course:

"Synchronize your schedule and build family rapport."

After saying that, he cast a meaningful look at her through the mirror.

Chenchen saw his father joining in and found it fresh and interesting, and he chuckled:

"Daddy, you're such a grown-up now, do you still need Mommy to brush your teeth with you?"

Lu Yiran was amused by his son's innocent question and responded vaguely:

"Well, Dad needs company too."

Fortunately, the bathroom in the presidential suite is spacious enough, and three people standing side by side do not feel crowded at all.

Thus, under the warm and bright light, the smooth mirror surface clearly reflected a slightly strange but particularly warm picture:

Mu Nanyan stood in the middle, slightly sideways to take care of Chenchen.

On the left is a little kid with foam in his mouth, brushing his teeth diligently. On the right is Lu Yiran, who is tall but also holding a toothbrush and moving meticulously.

Three people performed the same action in different rhythms, and the air was filled with the aroma of cool mint and an indescribable tranquility.

Occasionally, their eyes met in the mirror, and Mu Nanyan could see the obvious satisfaction and smile in Lu Yiran's eyes, and the corners of her own mouth also curled up quietly without her knowing when.

At this moment, there is no strategic planning in the business world, no uneasiness at separation, only the subtle sound of the toothbrush rubbing against teeth, and the sound of water flowing from the faucet.

A simple yet real sense of happiness flows quietly in this small space.

After washing up, the fresh mint scent still lingers in the air.

Mu Nanyan held Chenchen's soft little hand and walked towards the second bedroom.

Lu Yiran followed the two of them very naturally, as if escorting them back to their room was the most natural thing to do.

However, just as he was about to step into the second bedroom, a small figure stood at the door with extraordinary determination.

Chenchen turned around, stretched out his two little arms, and blocked his father's way like a little guard. He raised his head, his expression serious and a little proud:

"Daddy can't come in! Tonight is Mommy and I's bedtime!"

Lu Yiran paused and looked down at his son's "vigilant" look, feeling both angry and amused.

He tried to negotiate:

"Dad is just going in to take a look. Promise not to talk, okay?"

Chenchen's little head shook like a rattle, his stance was extremely firm:

"No! Daddy, go back to your big room and sleep!"

Mu Nanyan couldn't help but smile as she watched the father and son "confronting" each other.

She naturally understood Lu Yiran's thoughts, but she also understood Chenchen's selfish desire to have his mommy all to himself.

She didn't say anything in support, but just gently touched Chenchen's hair and then closed the door gently.

With a slight "click" sound of the lock closing, Lu Yiran was completely isolated outside the door.

He touched his nose in front of the closed door, and finally had no choice but to accept the reality of being "abandoned".

Listening to the faint voices of the mother and son coming from inside the door, he shook his head and laughed, but his heart was filled with a soft peace.

Inside the door, Chenchen had already climbed onto the soft big bed using his hands and feet. He quickly lay down in his familiar position, pulled the quilt over his chin, revealing only his expectant little face, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Mu Nanyan:

"Mommy, come and tell me a story!"

Mu Nanyan walked to the bed and sat down, picking up the picture book that had been prepared long ago.

Warm lights enveloped the mother and son, creating a quiet and private little world.

The snowflakes outside the window were still falling silently, and inside the door, only her gentle and soothing voice of storytelling remained.

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