When Jun Mohan returned home, Wen Xin was still sleeping on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes were quietly closed on them, like butterfly wings.
Their breaths intertwined, and she was as quiet as a little princess.
Jun Mohan's smile was almost reaching his ears. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. She frowned slightly, then turned over and continued to sleep.
He got up and searched every room, but found that his grandmother was not there. He had to go to the bedroom, close the door and make a phone call.
The call was connected once and finally picked up. The old lady's hearty laughter came from the other end, "Grandson, you are back?"
"Yes, I came home and found you were not there. My wife was still asleep. Where did you go?"
Old Madam Jun laughed and scolded: "How dare you, little brat, ask me where I'm going?"
"Look how tired you make that girl. She sleeps all day long. Grandma feels sorry for her. Please don't make her sick."
"Grandma, I saw that you two are so loving, and it's not convenient to stay there. After all, the door is not soundproof, so I came back."
"This way you can make noise at home without worry."
The old lady laughed as she spoke, which made Jun Mohan's face very hot. He walked to the window restlessly, opened it and said with a smile: "Isn't it because you are anxious to have great grandchildren that I work hard."
"Yes, yes, good grandson, then you do your best! There is a nourishing soup in the stew pot, remember to give it to Wen Xin to drink, and find a chance to tell your identity, so that grandma won't have to worry about you every day, afraid that this time bomb will blow you up."
"Haha! Okay, I can."
After hanging up the phone, Jun Mohan stroked his phone and looked at the screen for a long time before going out to cook.
Wen Xin was awakened by the sound of a spatula in the kitchen. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up, still feeling weak all over.
She frowned, the aftereffect was so strong!
There was even a dull pain in my lower abdomen.
She walked into the kitchen with her hands on her hips, thinking it was her grandmother, but unexpectedly she saw Jun Mohan wearing an apron, black suit pants and a white shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, stir-frying with a spatula.
A feeling of happiness rose in her heart instantly, and she walked over, hugged his waist lazily like a lazy cat, and leaned against his back.
"Uncle, you're back."
Jun Mohan stopped stir-frying, turned off the fire, turned around and hugged her.
A gentle voice sounded, saying lovingly: "Are you still tired?"
"Tired, exhausted."
She looked at him with her blazing eyes, and her two small hands poked at his chest restlessly, as delicate as an Epiphyllum that could not be touched and would break if touched.
The pink and slightly swollen red lips opened and closed, so crystal clear that his mouth became dry and he felt that one day he would die on her body.
The poison to her was deep in her bones.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, smiling: "I'm sorry, I didn't consider that it was your first time last night and you couldn't bear it. I won't do it again next time."
"It's okay, I'll help you cook."
"No, I'm always distracted when you're here."
She grinned, "Why?"
"Because I want to..."
After saying that, he leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Go—you!"
Wen Xin was shocked by these straightforward words and took a step back, immediately escaping from his arms, but the next second she was caught in a big hand and held in his arms.
"Uncle, I'm tired."
He leaned close to her ear and said, "Call me husband."
Wen Xin blushed and whispered, "Uncle, please forgive me, I really can't say it."
"There's a price to pay for not being able to shout."
"ah!"
Her words were interrupted by his kiss, which went from the kitchen to the living room and finally landed on the carpet...
My hands unconsciously moved one step closer.
"Shout or not?"
Wen Xin blushed and said, "Scream, scream, please spare my husband."
"That's more like it."
With his hands propped up, his chest was close to hers, and he smiled brightly, "If you don't listen, then..."
"Up↑"
"you!"
Wen Xin has completely seen through this guy. It turns out that he is not the abstinent type, but the introverted and reserved type.
Once you start eating meat, you can’t stop.
Anytime, anywhere!
"Hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."
When she said the words "I'm hungry", she wanted to die. Sure enough, he saw the opportunity and climbed up, "I'm hungry too."
"I'm very hungry. I'll keep you company for the whole day."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and waved his hand.
He hugged her and ran straight to the bedroom.
An hour later, the aroma of meat from the stew pot in the kitchen spread from the living room to the bedroom.
Rich aroma!
**The two people hugged each other exhausted and looked at each other affectionately, and the air was filled with pink bubbles.
He laughed!
She laughed too!
She placed her hands on his chest and said coquettishly, "Are you afraid of dying of all your sex life?"
"Don't be afraid! It's worth dying for."
"Go away, hurry up and get up and cook, it's getting dark!"
Jun Mohan then stood up and said, "Okay, I'll hold you and take a bath first, and then I'll cook."
"Yeah! Anyway, I'm tired and don't want to move."
"I'll just move."
He picked her up and walked towards the bathroom, the sound of water could be heard...
When she came out again, he wrapped her in a blanket like a dumpling and sat her on the sofa. He was very considerate and played a pornographic movie for her, but in the end he just rolled his eyes warmly.
"Be good, just watch and learn more techniques."
"I'll make you a meal!"
She laughed and scolded: "You are so shameless, you bastard."
Jun Mohan went to cook, and Wen Xin then turned off the TV with her face control, then glanced at her phone.
My goodness, Lin Haiyan called her three times.
Xiao Han hit five.
WeChat also exploded!
【Wen Xin, why is no one answering your call? 】
【Call me back quickly, I need to talk to you! 】
【Are you okay? 】
Wen Xin immediately called Xiao Han...
The call was connected within ten seconds, and Xiao Han's urgent voice came...
"Wen Xin, are you okay? Why didn't you answer the phone all day? I thought you disappeared."
"What happened, Xiaohan? My phone was on silent so I didn't hear it. I was sleeping all day so I didn't hear it."
Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death when you didn't answer the phone. After all, you never do this. How could you sleep for a whole day?"
"You're really good at moving bricks, but you can still sleep all day."
With a warm smile, he said tiredly, "It's okay, I'm just sleepy."
"I don't believe it. You must have done something. I guess you and your uncle are having sex..."
"Oh! Xiaohan, it's good that you know it, can you please not tell it out loud?"
"Hahaha! I told you there was something wrong. What? It's your first time."
Wen Xin blushed, her hand tightly grasped the phone, her eyes staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, her smile growing even wider.
for a long time……
"Not bad! I just feel pain all over my body and feel sleepy."
"Tsk tsk! That's incredible. Your uncle must have tortured you a lot. I didn't feel that way at the time."
Wen Xin's cheeks flushed, and she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, let's not talk about this. What do you want from me?"
"My daughter choked on her milk and kept crying today. I was so scared that I called you, but the call didn't go through. Later I met Mr. Wang, and he helped me."
"Wang Dong?"
"Yes, he taught me a lot of techniques for raising a baby. Wen Xin, what do you think of Wang Dong?"
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