Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1851

Stinson Wayne found out that this was a wild and untamable woman. Unfortunately, he would only come here.

After the conditions were settled, Monica White offered to take a bath for his son, and let him sweat all over to blow out the cold wind, afraid that he would catch a cold.

"Okay, I'll have someone prepare clothes for him!" Stinson Wayne nodded.

Monica White hugged her son into the bathroom on the second floor and filled the bathtub with water. Monica White took off her suit and only wore a white shirt to bathe his son in front of the bathtub.

The little guy washed his head. His short black hair stuck to his little head.

Monica White stared at her son carefully. At a certain moment, there was really a shadow of Stinson Wayne. Are genes really that powerful?

Monica White sighed.

"Mummy, what did you talk to Daddy about?"

Monica White said indifferently, "It's nothing too. Mummy promised to move here to live tomorrow."

"Really? Mummy, I love you so much!" When the little guy was excited, he stood up and flew over. His two short hands clasped Mummy's neck and kissed her face.

"Okay, okay, you have water on you, Mummy's clothes are going to get wet!" Monica White was embarrassed by her son's warm embrace and quickly pushed the little guy away.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's already wet!" Gabe quickly sat back into the bathtub. When he saw that Mummy's thin shirt was wet, he said carefully.

"It's okay, I'll do it in a while!" Monica White didn't want to embarrass her son.

Just then, a tall man walked in at the bathroom door.

He also took a shower, wearing a gray brocade robe. His short hair was wet and wild. As soon as he stepped in, the room was so spacious that it instantly became smaller.

He felt that the air around him had been evacuated, and his breathing was tight.

Stinson Wayne's gaze looked at his son's small body. It was too thin. Although he had a good—looking face, he did not have much muscle. He had to find a way to help him supplement his nutrition.

Stinson Wayne also stared at Monica White who was sitting beside him.

He saw that her white shirt was wet on her chest.

Through the drenched shirt, she could see the purple hood inside.

"Daddy, why are you staring at Mummy in a daze? Isn't Mummy too good—looking?" The little guy laughed secretly.

When Monica White's gaze rose, she saw the man staring at her chest without blinking. She stiffened herself. She quickly reached out to block her chest and replied angrily: "Could you go out first? I I still have to bathe my son. "

Stinson Wayne did not expect this woman to be so protective of him. Besides, he did not reach the point where he thought.

Even though he thought about it that way, when he left, he still stared at her again.

"Mummy, Daddy must have been charmed by you!" The little guy's voice sounded.

Stinson Wayne's body shook for a moment. “Son, what did you say? How could this kind of woman get in his eyes?”

Monica White's voice also rang out: "Don't talk nonsense. He's not the type I like!"

It was another heavy blow. The man's face instantly darkened as iron. Where did this woman's confidence come from?

Monica White quickly turned around and looked at the man's dark, sea—like eyes.

The man had a white shirt in his hand, but as for the size, it definitely is suitable for a woman. "I don't have a woman's clothes here. If you don't disdain, wear me!" She had forgotten to cover her chest.

When Monica White saw that his eyes darken, she realized that she had forgotten to cover up. She quickly put her hands around her chest and said indifferently, "Thank you! You can put it here!"

Stinson Wayne smiled and suddenly realized that this woman seemed to be slow.

She was slow but cute.

In just a few seconds, Stinson Wayne quickly sketched a picture in his mind.

Then, the smile deepened.

If Monica White knew what the man was thinking about, she would be afraid of giving him a slap.

There was a trace of darkness in Stinson's dark eyes before he left.

Monica White was extremely annoyed. She put her hands in front of the glass table and took her little coat to drape it. She realized that the open placket could still outline the clothes soaked in water.

Being helpless, Monica White had to take his shirt and replace the wet one.

Next time, she must not let his son be so mischievous anymore.

"Mummy! Come down to dinner!" Outside the door, her son's voice came out. After a while, he stood in front of her “It's so big. It's like a mystery palace. I was almost puzzled just now! "