Shen Zhiyi almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she heard it.

However, she thought the father and son were quite interesting, so she secretly closed her eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

Jiang Cheng Siji only wears a two-strand vest and shorts when he sleeps.

He has a strong fire, just like a big hot stove, and never feels cold.

His strong and tight arms were exposed, looking as sexy as a male model.

No matter how you look at it, there's a strong sense of incongruity with the word "husband".

Maybe it's a stereotype. In the TV dramas in the past, fathers were basically middle-aged men with vicissitudes of life.

Running between work and family, with a scruffy beard, he looks very old.

But this one at home...

Shen Zhiyi silently glanced at the abdominal muscles that were well-defined even through the fabric, and couldn't help but smile.

She thought to herself, after all, her man is worth 10 million, how could it be justified if he is not pleasing to the eye?

When the lapel was gently lifted, Shen Zhiyi finally couldn't pretend anymore.

She opened her eyes with a smile and rippling eyes, but her eyes met Jiang Cheng's mischievous and deep ones.

He laughed hoarsely, with the laziness of having just been woken up, and raised his eyebrows in a wild and seductive manner.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Is your man good-looking?"

"Hmm..."

Shen Zhiyi took her son into her arms, smiled softly, and hummed, "Looks good."

“I can’t get enough of it.”

Jiang Cheng's smile deepened a little, and he leaned down and kissed her lips charmingly and passionately.

"It's okay, just look around."

"Don't worry. We'll have to wait and see for the rest of our lives."

She couldn't get enough of him, and so could he.

No matter how many times I kissed the tender area under my lips, it still felt like honey stained with poison.

Sweet and rich, making him willingly indulge in it forever——

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