After Lin Wanchun finished lunch, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

After sitting in the car for such a long time and having no time to rest after returning, he went straight to treat He Manxiang's lumbar spine.

She was too exhausted by now.

However, she was very tired and felt very uncomfortable because her clothes were not washed.

It happened to be noon when the sun came out a little.

Lin Wanshun boiled a large pot of water and gave herself and the two babies a bath.

When she came out of the shower room, a gust of cold wind blew in, and she couldn't help shivering from the cold.

Qin Yan had already carried the two babies back to the room.

Lin Wanchun did not delay and put the bucket on the washing table. She also hurried back to her room.

Xiao Miaomiao didn't know whether she was tired from the car ride or from playing, but she had fallen into a deep sleep under the quilt.

땤Little Hengheng was sucking her hands and kicking her feet in her quilt.

The quilt was kicked up and bulged into lumps.

Qin Yan was not in the room and no one knew where he was.

Lin Wanxun didn't care. The air was too cold. She went back to the house and crawled directly into the quilt.

As soon as I got in, I found it was warm inside.

Lin Wanchun felt a little strange and stretched her foot to explore, only then did she discover a hot water bottle underneath.

Little Hengheng probably saw her mother coming, so she lifted her little feet more vigorously and babbled something.

Lin Wanchun was so fascinated by the little guy that her face was bleeding!

I couldn't help it and kissed 놛놅 on the face!

After being kissed, the baby seemed even more excited, and waved his two little hands as if he was saying hello to his mother.

However, after giving 놛놅 a kiss, the unscrupulous mother fell beside 놛놅 as if the battery was exhausted and closed her eyes.

When the little baby saw this, he paused while waving his hands.

The little head tried to turn to the side, trying to get closer to mother.

But it was too small, and there was no way to move my head except by turning it.

In the end, I could only lie on the bed and make “oh oh” sounds, as if I was trying to wake my mother up.

As soon as Qin Yan entered the room, he saw his wife sleeping soundly next to the baby.

The little baby turned over without knowing when, and stretched out a little paw, trying to grab his mother's eyes.

Qin Yan saw this and hurried forward, took away 놛놅's little paw, and turned 놛 back over.

"Mom is sleeping, please don't make trouble."

Regardless of whether 놛 could understand or not, 놛 warned him seriously.

Although the baby can't understand what his father says, he can still understand his facial expressions.

Seeing that his father had a stern face, his little mouth squinted, his eyes turned red, and he looked like he didn't want to cry or not.

When Qin Yan saw this, he couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

"You are a boy, what will it look like if you imitate a girl crying?"

But it would have been better if he hadn't said this. As soon as he finished saying it, the baby let out a "wa" and burst into tears.

Qin Yan: ...

"Second brother, what's wrong? Didn't you say you would coax Hengheng to sleep? Why is she crying?"

As soon as the baby started crying, Qin Zhenbang's voice came from outside the door.

However, she was obviously a very sensible person. Even though she was anxious, she did not step into her son and daughter-in-law's room. She even stood by the door as if to avoid suspicion.

When Qin Yan came in, he had already drawn the curtain.

Even with the door open, no one could see the woman sleeping on the bed.

As soon as Hengheng started crying, 놛 picked her up directly. Without hesitation, 놛 wrapped the baby in a thick blanket and then carried her outside.

"You don't want to go to sleep, Dad, please take you to play for a while."

Qin Zhenbang couldn't ask for more.

Before she had enough fun with the baby, Lin Wanchun took her to take a bath.

Now the baby is back in her arms, and she walks away happily holding him.

But unfortunately, Miaomiao fell asleep.

I haven't even spoken to her for a few words.

After sending the crying baby away, Qin Yan simply closed the door.

Then he tiptoed back to the bed.

Although they didn't get much rest these two days, Qin Yan was already used to fragmented sleep and wasn't as tired as Lin Wanshu.

Just thinking about her lying in his room made him so excited that he couldn't suppress it.

He lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Because Lin Wanchun's hands and feet were always cold, Qin Yan would always put a water bag in her quilt in advance whenever he was at home.

In order to prevent the feet from being burned by directly touching the water bag, a layer of cotton cloth is usually wrapped around the outside.

He touched her little feet with his feet and found them warm. Only then did Qin Yan feel satisfied and held her in his arms.

Although Lin Wanchun was so tired that she could barely open her eyes, she could still feel that familiar, furnace-like embrace, and she subconsciously moved towards him.

Just as she touched him, she heard the man groan.

The hot air blew past her ears, and even though Lin Wanchun was not fully conscious, she couldn't help but shudder slightly.

For a moment, the already warm quilt felt as if several hot water bottles were suddenly stuffed into it.

Qin Yanhun's body was tense, but he didn't dare to move.

The two have not had any intimacy since she became seven months pregnant.

Qin Yan had no idea how he had managed to endure it.

At this moment, hugging this increasingly charming and attractive woman is simply a torture for him.

However, even though sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, Qin Yan did not make any other moves.

Now it's Dabai, it's not appropriate, not to mention, she is so tired.

Finally, he forced himself to close his eyes and fell asleep simply holding her in his arms.

Lin Wanchun was so tired that after getting close to him, she fell into a deep sleep again. She had no idea how much pain the man next to her was in.

I didn't know how long I fell asleep until I heard Sun Xifeng's voice coming from outside the door.

"Is Wanfang awake? Your sister is here to see you."

younger sister?

"What...sister?"

Lin Wanchun's consciousness was still a little confused. Hearing this, she asked vaguely.

"She said she was snowing."

Son Hee-bong doesn't remember all the names of these younger generations.

Usually when chatting on weekdays, everyone calls someone by their first or second child.

At most, I know a nickname, but no one can remember the real name so clearly.

After all, in this era, every household has at least one child, so how could they possibly remember every one of them?

After hearing this, Lin Wanxun finally came to her senses.

Lin Jiaxue?

What did she come to see me for?