Chen An walked out with great strides, his whole body tense, and a thin layer of sweat was overflowing from his handsome face.

Who said he doesn't want it...

********** is still in my arms, or is it my own wife? Which man doesn’t want it?!

But it's only been a day since he came back.

He wanted to spend more days with her, get to know each other more, and then go to that point, instead of being casual and having no feelings at all.

She loved him, and he wanted to regain the feeling of loving her. Even if it was only a little bit, it would be considered responsible for them.

Chen An walked to the door, and Mu Chengfei's voice came from behind, "Mr. Chen!" She softened her voice, "It's very late, don't drink too much ice."

“…”

She knew he was holding it in?!

Chen An turned around, half of his handsome face hidden in the darkness at the door. He raised his hand and tapped his right forehead, making a handsome salute posture, "yes, my~wife!"

Mu Chengfei saw sweat on his forehead...

He actually doesn't have to hold it in... Why is he so stubborn at the critical moment?!

Mu Chengfei covered her face with her hands and fell down on her back. Her Mr. Chen was always suddenly unable to turn around at this time...

Why didn't he change his concept? Only by going to bed can he prove that his wife is the most fully qualified, right?

Thinking of this, Mu Chengfei's cheeks couldn't help but be hot. She hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap herself around. Why did it seem that she thought more than him in the end...

Sleep!

...

Close the door, Chen An let out a heavy breath, rolling down his throat, and beads of sweat rolled down his Adam's apple.

Sister, let him to death!

How charming he was before, and he could catch such a beautiful and charming woman?!

It seems that he was definitely a master of girls in the past. Does he have a very high emotional intelligence and exceed the scope of ordinary people?

Absolutely!

Chen An unbuttoned the two shirts, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt more accomplished. He turned around and walked downstairs confidently.

Bypassing the European-style rotating ladder, Chen An came to the first floor and was looking for the switch position, but found that the kitchen lights were on.

Inside, there was a human and a tiger... the conversation came out.

"Just eat so much!"

"Aoao! Aoao!"

"No! You have eaten three plates!"

"Ao! Ao!"

"Don't bite my pants! Do you let it go?!"

"Ao..."

Then there was a sound of running around...

Chen An was stunned and hurriedly walked over. He saw Mo Nanjue standing there with a cold face in the kitchen. Nan Nan was rolled around his waist like a flower roll, her front paws tightly clasped his thighs, and her mouth was still biting his waist.

A few days ago, Nan Nan felt uncomfortable and called the veterinarian to see him. The veterinarian said that he usually ate too much and had difficulty digesting it, so he should reduce his appetite and get hungry.

For Nan Nan, eating enough is more important than having all the hair.

Therefore, we must control its food... that is, the person who feeds it should eat less.

This is a very difficult errand.

Tong Ran is obviously not suitable. Usually, Nan Nan will become soft-hearted as long as she acts more spoiled, so it won’t work.

Although Nan Nan listened to Mo Yaochen very much, Mo Yaochen didn't want this bad job to fall on him alone. He used the exchange of "coaxing Xiaoqi back to his room to sleep in the evening" to allocate the hard task of feeding dinner to... his own father.
Chapter completed!