Luo Chenxin Might Have Slept With Her Man, And Hugged Her Little Dumpling

Luo Chenxi's eyes widened, and a layer of mist instantly appeared in her eyes.

'It's Mu Yichen!'

He was wearing a light gray three-piece suit, and his figure was still tall and straight. His appearance was still handsome and elegant, but the expression on his face was even colder.

There was even a faint shadow in his eyes, and his face was pale. 'He actually looks very haggard.'

Luo Chenxi covered her mouth with force and managed to control herself from screaming immediately.

Mu Yichen looked straight ahead and walked slowly to the front of a Maybach parked at the intersection.

The car door opened, and a soft and cute little dumpling pounced at him!

"Daddy!! You walk so slowly! Hug!"

Mu Yichen immediately bent down and picked up the little dumpling.

The little dumpling hugged her Daddy's neck and rubbed her face against his.

From where Luo Chenxi was hiding, she could see the little dumpling's side profile.