Yuer rushed to the hotel and saw the man fully armed with sunglasses and a mask, looking just like the gangsters outside.

Before a playful smile could appear on her lips, the suitcase in her hand had been taken over by the man.

The man took her hand and grabbed it, without any hesitation, and pulled her into the hotel.

The couple didn't say anything and rushed into the hotel room in a hurry.

The moment the door closed, Yu'er, who was pressed against the door by the man, could no longer hear the muffled sound of the door closing behind her.

An overwhelming barrage of kisses came, and all the pent-up passion fell on their lips without any ambiguity.

The room was so quiet, quiet for one minute, two minutes, three minutes.

Yu'er, who was held in the arms of the tall figure, was a little overwhelmed. She pinched the man's clothes on his chest tightly, making them wrinkled, but she refused to let go.

When the two first started dating, they were in the stage of getting to know each other.

At that time, men were more pretentious, and their clingy nature had not yet been exposed.

When did I stop pretending and was held in the man's arms, with my butt sitting on his big palm.

Yu'er put her arms around the man's neck and held him tightly, recalling the past in a daze.

When did Shen Yeming become so clingy to her? Did they confirm their relationship?

Or after marriage?

Yu'er had no time to think, because she was already surrounded by the overwhelming heat that lasted for a long time.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, when the moon was at its zenith and the curtains of a window in the hotel were suddenly pulled open by someone from inside the room.

The moon was bright in the sky. Yu'er, who had just taken a hot bath, sat aside with wet hair.

The man looked unhappily at Shen Yeming, who was diligently setting the table. The look of satisfaction on his face had not yet completely faded. He set the plates and was about to look up and call his wife to eat.

He raised his eyebrows, which were vaguely filled with sexiness, and they just met his wife's dissatisfied eyes.

The man smiled, perhaps knowing that he had done it before, Shen Yeming, feeling guilty, touched his nose awkwardly.

His eyes wandered for a moment and he stammered.

"What's the matter? Are you angry? Why are you angry?"

As he spoke, he stood up and sat down next to Yu'er.

He took the half-dry towel from her head as usual, picked up the hair dryer that had been prepared long ago, and started to blow-dry his wife's hair.

After her hair was about 70% dry, Yu'er spoke silently.

"I promised my baby that I would video call her when I saw her dad tonight. No, to be exact, it should have been last night."

Turning away and putting the hair dryer aside, the man touched his nose again in front of his wife who was settling the score with him.

When he thought that this wasn't going to work, he reached out and grabbed his wife's hand on her thigh. Grasping it wasn't enough, so he squeezed it.

Then he apologized softly.

Is an apology useful? Next time, I will make the same mistake again. Yu'er understands this, and Shen Yeming is also aware of his own morality.

"This morning, I'll video chat with Mom at 7 o'clock. Can't I apologize to the baby in person then?"

Chen Yeming and Yu'er have been married for many years and have only one daughter, whose full name is Chen Siyu and nickname is Baobao.

Loved by my dad and mom, my grandparents’ little darling.

Generally speaking, because of her mother's support, she even became the boss of this small family for a time. Of course, this was a self-proclaimed title.

Living in a happy family, the little girl is lively and cute.

She has been sick these two days, and her mother has been keeping an eye on her every day.

If it were any other elementary school student, he would have become impatient and would have frowned seriously and complained about his mother's close surveillance.

Little Shen Siyu is different. She has a very good relationship with her mother and she can’t wait to stick to her beautiful mother 24 hours a day.

Unfortunately, for the mother and daughter who are running towards each other, there is always a big devil in their daily life who has a cold face and prevents them from being affectionate and keeping in touch with each other.

This unpleasant big devil is none other than her bad father, Shen Siyu.

Thinking of this, little Shen Siyu clenched his fists, and his well-nourished little face became swollen and chubby.

His cheeks bulged, and on the other side of the camera, the child's father apologized sincerely for the mistake in the video call yesterday.

"Dad was wrong. Your mom made your dad very happy when she came yesterday."

Little Chen Siyu immediately interrupted his father before he could finish his words and accused him in a baby voice.

"So daddy forgot about me, right? I was so happy yesterday. I waited for a long time last night, but there was no call from mommy and daddy. I'm so sad, so sad."

Shen Yeming on the other end of the phone wanted to quibble, but Shen Siyu on this end did not give him the chance to quibble.

She waved her chubby little white hand generously, and her expression changed to show that she didn't care about it at all.

"Dad, please stop talking. I want Mom. Let Mom answer the phone."

Shen Yeming was speechless and choked with sobs.

The little remaining blood bar of Shen Yeming's fatherly love began to drop.

It turns out that you and your daughter are in cahoots, and I, your wife's husband and your child's father, have become an outsider.

Okay, okay, since you don’t care about me, I, as your father, don’t care about you, a little fat girl.

The little chubby girl is not actually fat, she just has a little baby fat.

Inheriting the good looks of his parents, the cat has round, big, bright eyes, and curly eyelashes.

With a round face, a small nose and pink lips, everyone who sees her would praise her as a fairy from heaven or a beautiful girl beside the Bodhisattva.

Lucky doll, good baby.

The mother and daughter naturally got along very well. The little girl spoke in a baby voice, counting her little fingers to express her endless longing for her mother.

As soon as my mother left, I couldn’t enjoy my meals, couldn’t sleep, and couldn’t close my eyes.

To sum it up in one sentence, I can’t eat or sleep well, so when will my mother come home?

The child's mother was suddenly in a dilemma, and she managed to deal with the little girl with just two or three sentences.

After hanging up the phone, before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, I heard a faint complaint in my ears.

"I am important, she is important."

She, who is she? It turns out that Shen Siyu was born by her alone.

Yu'er was furious, her brows raised as she looked across at her father who was always fussy about inappropriate things and was stingy.

The man didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He just thought that the children were born to collect debts and to steal his wife.

Shen Yeming curled his lips and frowned in dissatisfaction. This matter would not be easily let go unless he was given a satisfactory answer.

Being spoiled by him, Yu'er bit her lip and refused to eat.

She reached out her hand and touched the soft flesh on his arm, twisting it.

It hurt, a vivid pain. Shen Yeming clenched his back teeth and refused to relax, determined to separate the big and small kings.

Yu'er couldn't persuade him and let go. Seeing the small red mark on his arm, she felt distressed and angry.

Finally, looking into his eyes that were demanding answers, he said helplessly.

"You are important, you are the most important, okay."

You are already so old, but you haven't made any progress and yet you still want to compare yourself with children.

What's the matter? It's her fault for being blinded by the temptation. Just spoil her. You can't divorce her. The child is already so grown up.

Looking at the attentive man, Yu'er's eyes were filled with a gentle smile.