He snorted softly from the end of his nose. The guy who had just eaten not long ago seemed to be acting dishonestly again, always rubbing up and down.
Because he had just eaten, his voice was hoarse after eating and drinking, like music.
"Wife, wife, wife—" She didn't respond, but he seemed to be very excited and continued to call her name. He jumped up and nibbled on her face carefully.
"What's wrong?" She closed her eyes and didn't want to talk to him. There was a blush of lingering passion on her fair face, which was very lovely.
"I like this title very much." He bit her slender fingertips, like a little hamster, puffed up his cheeks and licked her slowly. After every love affair, his favorite thing was to pick her up, knead and kiss her.
Enjoy the afterglow of the waves.[
She finally opened her eyes and glared at him gently: "Why are you like Xiaobao?"
"But of course, he is my son, so he is very similar to me." Leng Yunting smiled triumphantly: "Of course he looks at women the same way as I do."
She didn't want to have a baby, so of course there was a small umbrella in the hotel. He was embarrassed to ask his wife to take medicine. After all, if a man is more cheerful about this kind of thing, he should be responsible for it.
"Let's take a bath." He picked her up, but didn't dare to go to the big bathroom outside, lest Xiaobao would bump into him later. He had no choice but to go to the small bathtub in the bedroom, put the water in, and the two of them just lay in it.
After feeling refreshed, there is nothing happier than taking a lazy bath.
Leng Yunting hugged her, the two of them leaned together, and the clear hot water slid over, bringing a velvety touch.
For Leng Yunting, husband and wife matters are indispensable. But apart from that, what he values is that he can stay with her in the future. From now on, she belongs only to him. No need.
If you don't care about Lin Yuchen anymore, you don't have to worry about anything else - oh, of course, if you don't care about that little treasure.
No matter what, Xiaobao is his biological flesh and blood. If Lin Yuchen can do it, he believes that he can do it too.
"Xiaobao, does he have any preferences?"
"Xiaobao?" Luo Qingxue turned around in confusion, and there was a sound of water rushing.
"Well, you have seen that he is always lukewarm towards me." Leng Yunting was a little embarrassed. Speaking of which, he was not mentally prepared for such a big son to come out for nothing.
Although he had a relationship with Leilei before, she had no relationship with him at all. He had never had any experience with children, and he had no idea how to communicate with this half-grown boy.
The little guy is quirky and smart, and because he has albinism, Leng Yunting actually loves him very much.
Especially, seeing that he was raised so well by Luo Qingxue and Lin Yuchen. Although he still had doubts about Lin Yuchen's support, he had to admit that without him, Xiaobao would have a very difficult life.
You will not grow up healthily like this.
What Lin Yuchen can do, he, as a father, can also do it!
Moreover, he will do better than Lin Yuchen!
"Tell me, what are his hobbies? What does he like and what does he hate?"
Luo Qingxue thought carefully: "He was very quiet before and liked to read alone, well, the "Cambridge World History" series that even I can't stand."