Jing Shaoqing laughed heartlessly: "Are you like a henpecked person? I'm getting bored to death, why don't you let me take a cigarette? Can't I just spray some perfume later?"
Having said that, Mo Tingchen didn't put out the cigarette for Jing Shaoqing. While there was no one around, he lit one himself: "It's settled? Chen Mengyao didn't tear you up?"
Jing Shaoqing exhaled a puff of smoke: "No, luck is good, I still have healthy limbs. Pregnant women are really irritable. I would have faced difficulties before. This time I hid for a day and a night until her anger subsided before I dared to come here." . She gave birth to a child and I will suffer accordingly, and it will be fine after she gives birth."
Mark Tingchen, who has been there before, shook his head affirmatively: "No, it will only make you more irritable after giving birth, trust me."
Jing Shaoqing twitched the corner of his mouth and extinguished the cigarette butt: "Don't threaten me. After all, if you really want to mess with Ye Junjue, you don't have any hesitation? He is Zhanchi and your younger brother."
Mark Tingchen's expression turned cold: "Is he worthy? I never regarded him as a member of my Mu family. We could have been at peace with each other, but he provoked me again and again. Now he has become Junjue Ye, It must have been restricted by the old man of the Ye family, that's why he was forced to marry Qu Qingge while staring at Chen Mengyao. Fortunately, the Ye family can still restrict him. If the old man of the Ye family dieshe will really Do whatever we want, we don't have much time, the old man of the Ye family is not in good health."
Jing Shaoqing sighed: "No matter what, let's wait until the baby is born. Pregnant women can't stand the stimulation, so if they survive for a while, they will win. It's too early for Lin Sa, but fortunately there is you, otherwise I would not even discuss it." Nobody."
Speaking of Lin Sa, the topic naturally ended.
When eating, Jing Shaoqing took good care of Chen Mengyao, as long as she took a look at the dishes, he would personally put them into her bowl.
Wen Yan watched from the side, thankful that Chen Mengyao had found a good man, and inadvertently glanced at Mark Tingchen, who happened to be looking at her too, their gazes collided, and he was a little startled: "You want me to help me pick up some food?" ?¡±
Wen Yan's good mood suddenly disappeared, and he looked away: "I have my own hands."
Anyone with a discerning eye knew that what the woman said was ironic at this time, but Mo Tingchen couldn't understand it, took it seriously, and continued to eat his own as if nothing had happened.
Chen Mengyao was amused: "Xiaoyan, I seem to start to sympathize with you. He changed from a big ice cube to a log. You didn't feel the warmth from the beginning to the end, did you?"
Mark Tingchen was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Wen Yan sighed: "It's not interesting. Yaoyao, if you eat your food, you won't be able to shut up your mouth? I've been used to it for a long time, and I don't envy you and Jing Shaoqing who are tired of you, otherwise I would be tired of it." Toothless."
Jing Shaoqing winked at Mark Tingchen crazily, and Mark Tingchen realized it later, picked up the food and put it on the plate in front of Wen Yan: "Eat."
Wen Yan was a little awkward: "No one is forcing you I can pinch myself, just take care of yourself."
Mark Tingchen glanced at Jing Shaoqing: "Did you see it? It's not that I don't understand, it's that she thinks it's unnecessary."
Everyone: "" It's really hard to teach children!
After eating, Chen Mengyao and Jing Shaoqing left. In fact, women are easy to coax, a bunch of flowers and a few nice words can often get things done.
After resting for a while, Wen Yan took Xiaotuanzi to take a bath. Mama Liu was somewhat older. As long as she was at home, everything about Xiaotuanzi was done by Wen Yan herself. She was tired, but she also enjoyed it. A child only had one childhood , and short, she didn't want to miss Xiaotuanzi's growth.
It was snowing heavily outside, and the heating at home was adequate. After tossing in the bathroom, Wen Yan was sweating profusely, but seeing the fragrant little dumpling, she was very satisfied, and carried the little dumpling back to the room to get dressed. Put it on the crib: "Mom is going to take a bath, play with Daddy for a while."
Xiaotuanzi smiled at her while eating, and she laughed too.
Mark Tingchen walked to the crib, looked at Xiaotuanzi, and said to her, "Do you want me to treat you like Shaoqing treated Chen Mengyao?"
Wen Yan was startled, and then seriously replied: "I hope, but I don't want to either. Women probably like to be cared for, but everyone is different. You are different from Jing Shaoqing. Use your own way That's fine. I'm not Yaoyao either, maybe I'm not as easy to satisfy as she is. If you try to imitate other people's ways, I think it's too far-fetched. I'll take a shower first, and you take care of Xiaotuanzi."
Watching her enter the bathroom, Mark Tingchen reached out and pinched Xiaotuanzi's chubby face: "Am I like a log? Do I? Am I treating your mother badly? I think it's fine I've never So kind to others."
The way Xiaotuanzi responded to him was to hit him in the face with a small fist, and the blow was painless.He was emotional, but it hit his heart, probably He really didn't do well enough for Wen Yan, even Xiaotuanzi felt that way!
When Wen Yan came out of the shower, he stepped forward and grabbed the dry towel in her hand to help her dry her hair: "Sit down, I'll dry it for you."
Wen Yan murmured in his heart, she used to help him dry his hair, why did he suddenly change his sex today? Or did the scene at the dinner table irritate him, making him enlightened belatedly?
Although she was puzzled, she didn't resist, and sat obediently to let him fiddle with her.
In fact, he didn't do it that well, and he wasn't that meticulous. Occasionally, his fingers would pull her hair, which hurt a little, but it was bearable. She didn't say a word, for fear of dampening his enthusiasm.
He has never done this kind of thing before, and Mark Ting-chen's definition is just to dry his hair, so there is basically no need to mention hairstyles. After her hair was completely dried, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
Mark Tingchen carefully rolled up the cord of the hair dryer and put it away: "I know I'm not skilled, so it's good if I can do more. As long as I have, I will give you without reservation, and I will do my best."
Wen Yan stared at him blankly for two seconds, then raised the corners of his lips: "I know, I've never envied others."
He walked up to her, raised her chin with his hand, and looked down at her with rare affection in his eyes.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking up at him with great difficulty, and her gaze was just at the same level as his waist and abdomen. The distance was too close, which made her heart beat faster involuntarily, and her body couldn't help but lean back slightly: "It's time to put Xiaotuanzi to sleep"
He leaned over and approached her: "Xiao Tuanzi fell asleep by himself, so there's no need to coax her."
He didn't say that she hadn't noticed yet, but he glanced at Xiaotuanzi and really fell asleep. Before she could react, his kiss landed on her lips. Her body was originally leaning backwards. One of them lost her balance and fell on the bed directly on her back. He also naturally pressed down on her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com