The man's kiss is passionate and lingering.

Song Wanwan felt that his body, and all the nerves connected to his senses, were trembling under this extremely sensational action. His whole body was immersed in the domineering aura of the man.

Please, it's at the door, just...

Pressing the big hand on her lower back, Song Wanwan was dizzy from the kiss. She tilted her head and gasped as she reminded him, "Xiao Yu is still here."

Song Wanwan knew that he had been with his daughter all day.

"What Xiao Yu? Huh?" Rong Luchi also stopped, his breathing disordered, his dark and fiery black eyes fixed on the little woman in front of him.

Charming and dangerous.

"Xiao Yu, my daughter." Song Wanwan replied in a low voice with a twinkle in her eyes.

"I can explain it. Just listen to my explanation." Song Wanwan reached out and gently held his handsome face, very gently.

Rong Luchi snorted coldly, his brows darkening a little: "Humph, you can't explain it clearly even if you open your mouth all over your body!"

Bring the person into the house and slam the door behind him.

Song Wanwan also wanted to see Xiao Rongyu.

No one is seen.

Where is the child?

He is with the child all day long. Where is the child now?

"Hubby...where's Xiaoyu, that cute little kid? She's..."

"What is she? Huh? Song Wanwan, should I thank you for letting me become a father? Huh?" Rong Luchi pressed Song Wanwan against the wall, and then pressed down with his tall body, not giving her any chance to struggle.

The sharp black eyes were fixed on Song Wanwan's slightly anxious little face.

This man is angry.

And it was even more difficult than she had imagined.

It's the kind of difficult person who is completely unyielding.

"I know you're angry, and I have my own difficulties..."

Song Wanwan really wanted to explain that she didn't hide the fact that she had a child from him because she didn't love him.

On the contrary, she loves it.

Love him and their children very much.

Rong Luchi's breathing became more and more unstable, just when she opened her lips and wanted to bite her red lips again.

The washing machine made a sound to indicate that it had finished working.

"I've done the laundry. I'm going to get busy first. Are you hungry? Let's eat first, okay?"

Seeing that he had lost a lot of weight, she felt really distressed.

Song Wanwan was about to take two steps when Rong Luchi pulled her back domineeringly and pressed her against the wall.

"Four years, and that's how you send me away? Huh?" Rong Luchi became even angrier.

But he didn't press her too hard.

Those black eyes went from dangerously charming to gradually turning red.

Song Wanwan's heart softened: "I know, I will make it up to you for these four years. I bought some nice clothes and I'll wear them for you to see, okay? Don't be angry, okay?"

Rong Luchi's dark eyes were slightly startled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Do you have a change of heart?"

"Emmm, then just pretend I didn't say anything." Song Wanwan wanted to run away.

She regretted it as soon as she said it.

This man is very angry now, and it is probably difficult to appease him.

Forget it, just let him be.

She stretched out her arms and put them around his neck, forcing him to face her.

Their eyes met, their lips were only a millimeter apart, and they could barely pass each other in a breath.

"Don't be angry, I'll do whatever you want, okay?" Song Wanwan said softly.

That bright and seductive look was like the world falling apart for Rong Luchi.

"Song Wanwan! I'll let you know what it means to abandon your husband!"

Song Wanwan giggled and kissed him actively.

As long as you still care about her, I will pay her back with my body.

But Song Wanwan underestimated the ability of a man who had abstained from sex for four years.