Layer Yixun was startled. She wanted to resist subconsciously, but she calmed down after smelling his familiar scent and allowed him to do whatever he wanted with her. She knew of course that he was still angry about what happened in the morning.

But...when did he come back?

"Well..."

She was surprised to find a big hand under her body slowly sliding from behind to her thigh. The knuckles were sexy and strong. Layer Yixun couldn't help but tense up. She subconsciously wanted to push the figure in front of her away, but was stopped by him.

Qiao Mingchu took the opportunity to cut behind him with his backhand. The next second, he was picked up by someone and strode towards the bedroom.

"I, I still have something to say!"

In the darkness, Layer Yixun gasped. There was no light in the room. She couldn't see the expression on his face, but she could feel the cold breath on his body, which was filled with anger.

"If you have anything to say, let's wait until it's done!"

He wouldn't give her any chance. After saying that, Layer Yixun was thrown onto the bed. The next second, her body was pressed heavily, and a chill spread across her chest. The next second, she was felt by a wave of comfort.

of moisture and heat.

"I haven't showered yet!"

Knowing that he was still angry, Layer Yixun did not resist and allowed him to lay on her clothes, surrounded by a strange coldness. She seemed to feel that the clothes on his body were all filled with cold wetness.

I couldn't help but be surprised. Did he just fish it out of a cold pool?

"No, we'll wash it together later."

He had no intention of letting her go, and his big hands were still groping her body. His fingertips were cold, but with eagerness. Wherever he went, Layer Yixun's body trembled subconsciously, and a layer of chicken skin appeared on her skin.

pimple.

The wet kiss brought with it the unique moist heat from his body, dissipating some of the coldness from her cold body.

The body was entangled by his cold and hot, and it quickly became full of passion and desire!

"Um!"

Layer Yixun wanders between Qiao Mingchu's coldness and warmth, obviously trembling and scared, but also making people yearn for it infinitely.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hands, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, breathed lightly, and moaned faintly in her ears.

"What's wrong with you? The clothes on your body are all wet!"

In the darkness, Layer Yixun frowned slightly. Although the coldness on Qiao Mingchu's body gave her a lot of comfort, it also made her feel very uncomfortable. Even when she heard the sound of Qiao Mingchu taking off his clothes quickly, she still felt that she needed to ask.

"You want to know?"

The hand that pulled the belt paused for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and he began to continue his unfinished actions. Layer Yixun was both angry and relieved by his eager look, and let his cold body come closer.

He pulled himself into his arms.

"Um!"

In the darkness, Layer Yixun nodded gently, wanting to know the secret of what happened to him.

"I burned myself in the fire because I missed you so much, but when you arrived, you chose to take care of that damn boy. Do you know how long I have been waiting for you here?"

To be precise, he ran back after they had dinner. In order to go home early, he postponed tonight's entertainment, thinking that he could enjoy the world of two people with her, but as soon as he came back, he was

The servant informed that the wife was taking care of the young master upstairs. When he arrived, he lost his appetite for food and ran to the room to wait for her. As a result, she did not come back. He himself became very interested just thinking about the next thing.

rise.

Perhaps he was thinking too much, but time passed surprisingly slowly. Several times, he wished he could rush into the next room and pull his wife back, but when he thought of her attitude towards him in the morning, one was a grown man.

His self-esteem doesn't allow it, and secondly, he is really afraid that what she said in the morning will be true!

After several helpless cold showers, she came back. It was just because she was too upset that he didn't take off his clothes. Moreover, the coldness on his clothes could cool down the anger in his heart and make him more sober.

Layer Yixun didn't expect that the result would be like this, and she felt even more guilty for Qiao Mingchu.

"Why don't you go to the room and call me? You haven't had dinner yet. I'll go..."

Layer Yixun wanted to push Qiao Mingchu away and prepare some food for him downstairs, but before he could sit up, he was pulled back to the bed by him. In the dark room, his body with a chill hit him.

Come, but this time, he has no wet clothes on him. To be more precise, he doesn't even have any underwear left.

Layer Yixun's face turned red. Fortunately, the room was very dark and he couldn't see clearly the shyness in her eyes. Otherwise, she would be embarrassed if he looked at a man who was so naive.

"I don't want to eat anything but you now!"

She really regarded him as a gentleman who could sit back and forth. What would a normal man want to eat from the woman he loved, especially when she was still naked? Apart from her, he didn't believe he could eat anything.

So called meals.

The hands that Lay Yixun put on her chest to push back were cut behind her back by him. In the darkness, the man's figure pressed down hard. He never gave her any chance to excuse himself. His red lips bit her delicate lips.

The cherry lips, with alluring juice, spread beautifully in each other's mouths.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Mommy, Mommy, I want Mommy!"

An An's shouts outside the door were unusually clear, and the child's unique panic and uneasiness made the two people who were originally entangled instantly become clear. In the darkness, Qiao Mingchu subconsciously frowned, and the next second, the lights in the room were blocked.

When the person opened it, there was a messy blanket on him, and then there was the sound of the door opening.

"An'an, what's wrong!"

Layer Yixun just casually put on a robe and walked out. When he saw the little man wearing only pajamas at the door, his heart ached.

An An was wearing a plush pajamas of male denim, a pair of paparazzi slippers, and a hat that was integrated with the pajamas on her head. She stared at a pair of dark eyes and looked at Lay Yixun at the door with great grievance, holding her arms in her arms.

fairy tale book, clutching it tightly.

Although the temperature in the room was very high, Layer Yixun always felt that An An was wearing very thin clothes. He squatted down and picked up the little person on the ground, and coaxed softly, "Aren't you already asleep? Why are you awake again?"

"

"Mommy, I had a nightmare. It turns out that the prince and the princess are not happy together. Mommy, don't sleep with An An."

Well……

Does this have anything to do with the prince and the princess? Does An An regard himself as a prince and her as a princess, and still want to sleep together?

"An'an, dear, let's go back to the room and sleep first, okay?"

Layer Yixun coaxed softly. As he spoke, he hugged An An and walked out of the room. He seemed not to notice at all that there was a man with an extremely sad face on the big bed behind him.

"But I'm alone and I'm so scared. I want to sleep with Mommy."

In the past, An An didn't dare to say anything even if he was scared, because he shouldn't sleep with Qiao Mingchu, but it's different now. He has a mommy, and with her mommy, he is as happy as a baby.

You can act as coquettishly as you like.

"This... can Mommy sleep with you?"

Layer Yixun thought for a while and finally compromised on An An's suggestion.

Looking at An An's scared little face, she really couldn't bear it. How could she bear to let An An feel a little wronged for her hard-won child.

It wasn't until Layer Yixun carried An An into An An's room that Qiao Mingchu sat up on the bed with a handsome face and an extremely sad look. What was even more angry was that the woman didn't even look at him and just followed that person.

The kid ran away. Who sent this little bastard here? He must deduct his wages!

It wasn't until late at night that Layer Yixun coaxed the coquettish An'an to sleep. For fear of waking him up, Layer Yixun was extra careful. It wasn't until he exited the small room that he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The child was very tired, but when he thought of An An's sleeping little face and Yixun's brows, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Carefully walking back to his room, Layer Yixun was thinking about how he would comfort the dissatisfied older child. When he looked up, he discovered that the figure on the bed was already hugging a soft quilt.

He fell asleep with his body twisted.

The smile on his eyebrows couldn't help but deepen a lot, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief for his own experience.

After a day of tossing, she was indeed sleepy. If she were really allowed to come back and satisfy him once more, I'm afraid she would really be paralyzed in bed tomorrow and unable to get up.

He walked gently to the bed, picked up the scattered quilt, and carefully covered Qiao Mingchu's body. Then he walked around to the other side of the bed, quietly lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Layer Yixun had just stepped down when another hot chest pressed against him behind him. It was different from the coldness on his body just now. There were no wet clothes. Qiao Mingchu's body was filled with a man's unique masculinity. It was very warm, nestled in him.

In his arms, I felt relieved.

"You haven't slept yet!"

He felt the big hand on his waist, caressing and stroking his lower abdomen. Bu Yixun did not move, and there was no trace of resistance or discomfort.

Of course she knew how angry her behavior just now would make him. He didn't run over and pull An An out of her arms, but he was already very forbearing. So his current behavior, even if she didn't think much about it, was too much.

No rejection.

"I fell asleep, but you woke me up again!"

Qiao Mingchu's voice was rusty and hoarse with sleepiness. His hand movements did not stop, and with one force, he turned Lay Yixun's back to him.

"Sorry, I woke you up."

Layer Yixun said with some regret, looking at his slightly childish handsome face, he felt a little dazed for a moment.

"Then how do you compensate me!"

It seemed that Qiao Mingchu was very good at climbing up the pole. He dug his head into her neck and kept rubbing it. The broken hair teased her delicate skin, which caused a slight pain and a hint of itch, which made her shrink.

Neck.
To be continued...