Nie Zhao was, after all, a male, and his physical structure gave him greater strength.

If Chen Rou really hits him, she's afraid he won't be able to bear the pain and will throw his son to the ground. But if she doesn't beat him, he won't let go.

He gripped her neck with his large hand, pressed his lips to hers, and kissed her with extra force.

Chen Rou still had things to do, and after struggling several times without success, she grunted, "Let go!"

From a male perspective, and upon calmly examining himself, Nie Zhao had to admit that he was lustful and naturally craved novelty. And his wife, to be fair, was someone any man would like, including him.

Moreover, he was in his prime, and what he found most appealing was her provocative nature, which was driven by a desire to conquer.

And he had a way with it. He parted her lips, swept them across her mouth, and sucked on her lips. He expertly turned his head to tease her earlobe, and soon she was panting.

Everyone has physical desires, and since they were husband and wife, having enjoyed a long and fulfilling marriage, Nie Zhao knew what his wife liked.

And there's something even more fun to come, something she'll definitely love, so he not only didn't let go, but kissed her for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go to bed."

Fearing she wouldn't agree, he added, "If you keep making a fuss, A-Yuan might wake up."

Chen Rou wanted to go out, but Nie Zhao thought that since his son was asleep and he didn't need to get up early tomorrow, he could sleep a little longer, so why not do it? His son was asleep anyway, and as long as he was quiet, he wouldn't hear him.

Even so, his eagerness made him prone to recklessness.

Afraid his wife would run away, he was still holding onto her with one hand. As soon as he let go, he put his son on the bed.

But the child was thrown out, and even in his dream, A-Yuan was still in the grasping reflex stage, and he grabbed his father and opened his eyes. At that moment, A-Yuan's rogue father, afraid that his wife would run away, was taking off her clothes with one hand.

The light was still on. A-Yuan was in bed, his father was in the middle, and his mother was at the door.

A-Yuan tugged at his father's clothes, while his father tugged at his mother's clothes.

This was Nie Zhao's own doing. A Yuan jumped up, clenched his little fist, and punched his father's arm.

Of course, if Dad takes off Mom's clothes, it's Dad's fault, and Dad deserves to be hit.

After tonight, after this experience, Nie Zhao finally understood what Nie Yao meant when he said that his son had a strong fist.

The small fist came flying, and Nie Zhao, who had never been hit before, was stunned. It hurt so much.

But the child who woke up from the dream felt wronged after hitting someone.

He stood on the bed, clenching his little fists, looking at his father and then at his mother, his lips trembling, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Chen Rou glared at Nie Zhao, then quickly picked up her son and patted him, coaxing him, "Mommy and Daddy are just playing."

She added, "Don't be afraid, Yuan, don't cry. Mommy will hold you while you sleep, okay?"

A-Yuan glanced at his father again, but didn't cry out. He still hugged his mother tightly.

Chen Rou then said, "Let's close our eyes and go to sleep, okay?"

Nie Zhao caused the trouble; A Yuan has woken up twice tonight. He's already past his sleepiness, so of course he won't go back to sleep.

He shook his head and reached for the dice cup in his mother's hand: "Baby wants to play, wants to play."

Normally, it's fine if there's a wet nurse, but today there isn't one, my son won't sleep, and my wife has to work overtime and wants to stay with me. What should I do?

Nie Zhao's attempt to win favor through a quarrel backfired, and he ended up causing a major disaster. He's probably terrified of his wife's anger.

After all, he started the trouble first today and even used the children as a threat. He figured his wife was going to explode.

However, it is said that people with stronger abilities are also more emotionally stable. Furthermore, although Mrs. Nie did not fundamentally know that Mr. Nie was a good person, she was calm and clear-headed and could see through his methods and tricks in dealing with people and in the business world.

But what makes her so magnanimous and endearing is that she never takes her anger out on him over trivial matters; instead, she is always considerate of his feelings.

She shook the dice cup with one hand and patted her son with the other: "Mommy is playing, baby, close your eyes and listen, okay?"

A-Yuan was still sleepy, but he just didn't want to sleep anymore. His mother carried him around, which was good.

He closed his eyes, hugged his mother tightly, and pressed his face against her shoulder.

Chen Rou walked past Nie Zhao with a slightly fierce look in her eyes, but there was also a hint of a smile between her brows.

She shook the dice cup, while Nie Zhao waited for her reprimand.

It's still a childhood trauma. If Nie Yao does something wrong, Nie Rong will just laugh it off, but if he does something wrong, he will be ridiculed, scolded, and reprimanded, and sent to the corner to stand for a long time as punishment.

He did make a mistake, and when he did something wrong, he knew he should be blamed, but he was also afraid of being blamed.

But no, his wife passed by him, looked down at him sitting on the edge of the bed with a gloomy expression, and only smiled.

Then she bent down, unable to hide her laughter, and said first, "You messed up, didn't you?"

Seeing her son's ears perk up, she softened her voice a little: "Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow night."

Then she took the child and went out. Nie Zhao lay down on the bed, licked his lips, and finally smiled.

He knew best that even if Miss Chen didn't love him, the capitalist, she still enjoyed sex.

How should I put it? Nie Laoxi may not be the strongest, but he is definitely the most skilled at playing.

Of course, life is more than just sexual relations, and the emotions between people are not just about maintaining a relationship through sex, but also about companionship and mutual support in life, as well as the emotional value that each other provides.

How could Nie Zhao not love his wife? In terms of beauty, she was more beautiful than all three of Boss Wen's wives combined.

Even Boss Wen himself said that Mrs. Nie's beauty was comparable only to his late first wife.

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