"How long are you going to eat, you little brat? Why aren't you full yet? Why don't you learn from your sister? Yaoyao has fallen asleep."

Gao Han went over and seemed to want to take the child from her arms.

"Don't come over here, Xiao Ye hasn't slept yet."

Song Qingdai was extremely panicked. Was he really going to snatch the child from her?

Gao Han knelt on one knee from the end of the bed and moved his other leg up as if he was crawling forward.

Song Qingdai was holding the child in her arms. Seeing that he was about to grab her, she kicked him directly, intending to press against his chest to stop him from moving forward.

But the kick hit him right in the face.

Before feeding the child, Song Qingdai took a bath. She smelled of shampoo and looked very refreshed.

Even her feet are white, tender and moist, and her nails are trimmed very evenly and neatly.

Seeing that Gao Han had no intention of stopping, Song Qingdai had no choice but to continue pressing against his face.

"Gao Han!" Before Song Qingdai could retract her feet, the baby in her arms was grabbed by the man and carried away.

"I think this kid is full, he just wants to stay in your arms. You are my wife, your arms belong to me tonight!"

Song Qingdai: "..."

So childish, so...retarded.

Gao Han quickly carried the child downstairs and threw him to Ye Chunjiang and Gao Hongxing. The old couple lived on the first floor and would not come up unless necessary.

"Okay, mom and dad are going to coax the child. Qingdai, is it okay now?"

He was thinking about what reason Song Qingdai would use to reject him.

Who knew that sweet and soft body would suddenly pounce upon him, and the delicate fragrance filled his arms, and the long-lost softness filled his arms, and instantly entered his heart.

"Qingdai..." The man's voice was low and hoarse, and his little face rubbed against his big pectoral muscles.

Wow, so warm and soft!

“…”

It seems he was overthinking it.

“Leave the lights on.”

Gao Han was about to reach out to turn off the light when his hand paused.

There was also a claw that restlessly touched his abdominal muscles.

Wow!

It feels so good!

Before she gave birth, Song Qingdai felt that she was a little bit naughty.

"You're not wearing any clothes tonight, are you here just to seduce me?"

Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "You discovered all this?"

"What kind of good man doesn't wear clothes at home? So if you are not trying to seduce me, who are you trying to seduce?"

"Did that seduce you?"

The waist is slender and the mermaid line is so tight that you can see the blood vessels under the skin.

The clean and neat lines of his arms show his vigorous strength, and the muscles on his body are so perfect that they can be used as specimens.

That slender hand had already hooked onto the waist of his pants.

Song Qingdai tried hard to stand on tiptoe and finally reached his lips.

His lips were cool after taking a shower, but soon became hot.

His large hands tightly wrapped around her waist.

"Qingdai..." The voice became increasingly deep and hoarse, and his eyes were filled with strong desire. He stared at her, his black eyes full of affection.

He has been waiting for a long time.

He liked Song Qingdai, liked everything about her, every inch of her was what he liked.

She was trying to respond to his kiss, gently, lingeringly.

It can also be urgent and burning.

By midnight, Song Qingdai was so tired that she lay on his chest with her little face flushed.

But compared to before, Song Qingdai was not as awkward this time.

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