Remarrying the Childless Commander, Planning for Three but Giving Birth to Ten

Ye Niana's first priority upon opening her eyes was to reclaim her dowry and escape the vampires draining her.—.

In her previous life, her family suffered during the countryside relocat...

Chapter 389 Future Third Sister-in-law

Ye Sheng stood in the center of the courtyard, his handsome face turning from red to green, then from green to purple, and finally turning completely bitter gourd color.

He felt...

My innocence...

perhaps……

possible……

It's beyond saving.

Night was falling.

Ye Nian'an had just finished taking care of the ten little ones until they were all asleep when she returned to the room. Chu Yan had already finished washing up and was wearing a loose cotton pajama set, leaning against the headboard with a military magazine in his hand, but his eyes kept glancing towards the door.

With that "waiting-for-his-wife" look on his face, he had absolutely no interest in reading.

"Still laughing about what happened during the day?"

Seeing Ye Nian'an walk in, with an uncontrollable smile on her face, Chu Yan put down his magazine, stretched out his long arm, and easily pulled her into his arms.

"Um."

Ye Nian'an leaned against his firm and warm chest, rubbing against him contentedly like a cat that had found its own scratching post.

"Brother Yan, you didn't see Third Brother's face back then. It was a riot of colors, absolutely hilarious. I finally understand what it means to have one thing that can subdue another. My Third Brother is probably going to be defeated by Comrade Shen Shuling for the rest of his life!"

As she spoke, she adjusted herself into a more comfortable position in his arms, her tone filled with undisguised schadenfreude and admiration for her future sister-in-law.

"And that girl Shuling is a real gem! She's brave and resourceful, cool and straightforward, and most importantly, we hit it off so well, we have so much to talk about! I'm telling you, we've already made plans, when school starts..."

Ye Nian'an was speaking animatedly when she suddenly felt the arms around her waist tighten abruptly.

When she looked up, she met Chu Yan's unfathomable black eyes, which were now brewing a storm.

"Oh? That's good?"

His voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against the heart, carrying a hint of barely perceptible danger.