Ling Ruoke leaned against him, smiled, and remained silent. She didn't know what to say, so she didn't try to be coy.

Suddenly, she remembered there was another little gadget that the little guy would surely like.

Ignoring Colonel Huo's protests, Ling Ruoke pulled his arm away and walked towards the little guy. "Mommy has another gift for you, do you want to see it?"

The little one immediately stopped rolling and jumped to his feet. "Want it! Mommy, what is it?"

"You'll see in a moment." Ling Ruoke helped him put on his shoes, pulled him out of the room, and headed straight for the balcony.

Huo Qingfeng knew what gift she was talking about, and followed her out, leaning against the balcony door.

"Wow!" The little guy's eyes lit up when he saw the whimpering puppy lying on the balcony. Sure enough, he ran over and picked it up.

Soon, the man and the dog were playing together, their carefree and melodious laughter echoing in the dark night.

Seeing them having a good time, Ling Ruoke turned and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. As she passed through the living room, the man grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

She didn't know what children liked to eat, but thought that children generally preferred meat and disliked vegetables. So she made a large plate of braised pork and braised fish, sliced ​​a plate of roast duck she had bought yesterday, stir-fried some greens, and steamed an egg custard. She figured that even if Xiao Fu'an didn't like the other dishes, he could still eat the egg custard, which would be nutritious.

Ling Ruoke took out a small plastic bowl she had bought especially for the little guy, filled it with food, placed it in front of him, and then moved the steamed egg custard over. "Eat up."

"Mommy, feed me! Mommy, feed me!" The little guy handed over the spoon, clamoring to be fed.

Ling Ruoke recalled the same thing that happened at Nuanting Pavilion last time. She put down her chopsticks and was about to take the spoon when Huo Qingfeng snatched it away.

She put the spoon back into the little one's hand and said, "Eat it yourself."

The little guy has always eaten by himself, but now he's become spoiled. This habit can't be allowed to continue. Ruoke is already very tired; if she has to feed him, how long will she go hungry herself!

The little one became quite assertive, pouting deeply, his eyes glistening with tears. "No, no! I want Mommy to feed me, I want Mommy to feed me!"

Ling Ruoke couldn't bear it either, so she said, "How about—"

"If you're okay, go eat and don't worry about him. He's always eaten by himself; we can't let him develop this bad habit," Huo Qingfeng said seriously.

"Wah! I want Mommy to feed me, boohoo..." The little guy burst into tears and tried to jump off the chair and run to Ruoke.

Huo Qingfeng grabbed him with a dark expression. "Don't go over there, sit down! Don't cry!"

The little one stopped crying, just pursed her lips, looking at him with tears welling up in her eyes. She looked at Ruoke pleadingly.

Huo Qingfeng turned his face away, preventing him from looking at Ruoke. "Come on, tell Daddy, who cooked these dishes?"

Xiao Fu'an was still sobbing. It was probably because Huo Qingfeng's serious image was deeply ingrained in his mind that he answered through sobs, "Mommy, do it."

"Mommy has to decorate Xiao Fu'an's room, wash vegetables, and cook for Xiao Fu'an. Isn't Mommy very tired? You still need Mommy to feed you, so Mommy can't eat. If Mommy gets too tired or hungry, she will get sick. Who will stay with Xiao Fu'an then?"

The little guy's eyes widened with tears, and he shook his head repeatedly, crying out, "No, no, Mommy doesn't want to be sick! Daddy, Fu'an can eat by himself!"

Huo Qingfeng ruffled his hair and reached out to wipe away his tears. "Fu'an, be good, eat by yourself. You made Mommy feel awkward just now, what do you want to say to Mommy?"

The little one's eyes were red as he looked at Ruoke and said, "Mommy, I'm sorry!"

Ling Ruoke suddenly felt a pang of heartache for him. She pulled his head close and kissed him on the cheek. "It's alright, Xiao Fu'an, eat your food obediently. After you finish eating, Mommy will give you a bath, okay?"

"Mmm!" The little guy finally smiled and nodded vigorously. He started eating as if he were doing it properly, and to Ruoke's surprise, he really did it. Although he occasionally spilled some food, he ate fairly cleanly and wasn't picky about his food.

The two adults looked at each other and smiled, creating a warm atmosphere in the room.

Ling Ruoke watched the man eating heartily and thought to herself, "I never expected him to be such a good father."

Colonel Huo knew, of course, that his wife was watching him with a look of adoration. So he suddenly turned around and leaned close to her. "So? Don't you think your husband is amazing?"

Ling Ruoke was both amused and exasperated, and pinched him under the table. "What kind of behavior is this? How can you praise yourself like that?"

Colonel Huo curled his lip, unconvinced. "I didn't say anything wrong."

Ling Ruoke was speechless. She remembered Pei Shi saying he was childish and shameless, and now the more she looked at it, the more she realized it was true. "Fine, fine, you're the best, okay?"

"This is a well-known fact!"

...

After dinner, while I was watching cartoons with the little guy, his grandma called.

Huo Qingfeng grinned as he looked at the mother and son engrossed in watching cartoons on the sofa, then pressed the answer button. "Hello, Mom?"

"Son, did the little guy cry?"

Huo Qingfeng chuckled. "Why are you crying? He's laughing so happily, do you want to hear it?" He pressed the speakerphone button.

Sure enough, the little one was giggling as Grey Wolf failed again. Grabbing Ruoke's hand, she exclaimed, "Mommy, Grey Wolf is so stupid!"

"Hmm, Xiao Fu'an is still the smartest, isn't he?" Ling Ruoke pinched his little cheek.

"Hehe..." The little guy laughed so hard his eyes disappeared.

Huo Qingfeng returned to normal, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Grandma, did you hear that?" His words were quite smug.

Yang Ziyun was also somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect them to get along so well. I was worried that the little one would cry and want to go home."

"Then you'll be disappointed, my wife is an absolutely wonderful mother. The two of them are such a perfect match, I don't even have a place as the dad anymore!" He complained, his mouth practically stretching to his ears.

Nephews are never as good as their mothers, so Yang Ziyun immediately teased, "Oh, so smug! You'll be smug when you actually marry her. Hmm!"

After hanging up the phone, Huo Qingfeng returned to the sofa, swept the older child into his arms, and then lifted the younger one into his embrace. In an instant, he had his wife and child in his arms, making Colonel Huo beam with joy.

DouDou circled around their feet, and soon jumped into FuAn's arms. She looked just like a little adult, watching TV!

After watching the cartoon, Ling Ruoke ran the tub to give the little guy a bath. Kids love water, so the little guy fussed for almost half an hour, getting Ruoke all wet before finally getting up.

Perhaps he was truly exhausted; after his bath and being placed on the bed, he fell asleep on his own in no time. His chubby chest rose and fell, his full forehead and thick, curled eyelashes made him look like a porcelain doll.

Ling Ruoke closed the door, rubbed her temples, and said she was really exhausted today.

As soon as she turned around, Colonel Huo grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. Helping Fu'an bathe had soaked her clothes, which clung to her body and perfectly outlined her slender figure. Little did she know that she had aroused him to the point of burning with desire.

"you--"

Before she could speak, he sealed her lips tightly with his own, his large hands exploring her slender, delicate body through her soaked clothes.

In an instant, the temperature rose rapidly, making the room scorching hot.

...