Although Jun Mohan was a little drunk, he was still sober. He sat in the back of the car, rubbing his temples hard, with a frown on his face.
The window was open and the wind blew on his face, lifting his bangs.
Star-like lights fell on his face.
Assistant Xu looked at him in the rearview mirror and said worriedly, "Mr. Jun, you have been very tired recently. You should take care of your health after attending social events every day."
"It's okay. No one but me can fix Mo Xiao's mess. He has offended many manufacturers and customers."
"This is my fault. This was the first time that Xiao Zong handled company affairs, and I didn't supervise him well, which led to him offending many people."
"It's okay. It's not your fault."
In fact, he was not only upset about work, but also because Wen Xin had an argument with him today. He was absent-minded and very irritable the whole day.
He was bored with dealing with things, and he was very upset because Mr. Xu arranged for his daughter to come over.
After saying a few words, Jun Mohan closed his eyes tiredly.
An hour later, Special Assistant Xu said, "Mr. Jun, we're here."
"Yeah!" Jun Mohan opened his eyes, then opened the door and stood up, "Go back and drive slowly. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay, Mr. Jun."
Watching Assistant Xu leave, Jun Mohan looked towards the light on the second floor and frowned. She hadn't gone to bed yet, so she must be waiting for him.
When he thought about the quarrel he had with her in the morning, he felt like a bastard. Breastfeeding women are already tired, but he was not considerate.
Dragging my tired body upstairs.
I opened the door and saw no one there. Three children were sleeping soundly in the cradles. The bathroom door was closed and the sound of a shower could be heard from inside.
Jun Mohan pushed the door and it opened. Looking at the delicate body bathing in the mist, Jun Mohan felt his whole body boiling and a sense of heat arose spontaneously.
"Wife."
The wife's cry scared Wen Xin so much that she turned around and saw the man standing by the mist. She walked over and closed the door directly.
Jun Mohan immediately grabbed her wrist, and with a flash he closed the bathroom door. Jun Mohan hugged her and pressed her against the door, looking at her tenderly.
The hands were placed dishonestly on her waist.
Wen Xin struggled, "Let me go, who let you in? I'm taking a shower."
Her distant attitude and cold tone made Jun Mohan's heart ache slightly. He said calmly: "Wife, I know you are still angry about what happened this morning. Can I take the blame for you?"
"Don't be angry."
"Don't touch me," Wen Xin pushed away, trying hard to restrain herself from saying the dirty word.
She smelled the scent of powder on his clothes and her brows were tightly furrowed. This man was flirting with other women during the day, so isn't he tired of dealing with them when he comes home?
The water in the bathroom continued to flow, accompanied by mist. Jun Mohan kissed her lips. The man's hot breath sprayed over her. The warmth and rationality dissipated, and she couldn't help but compromise and cater to his kiss.
An hour later, Jun Mohan carried her out of the bathroom and wiped the water off her body. Jun Mohan hugged her, warmly nestling in his arms, his index finger drawing circles on his chest.
Jun Mohan's voice came to my ears.
"Wife, are you calm now?"
Under the lamp, Wen Xin's fair face was flushed. She raised her head unhappily and said, "It's not gone."
"Why hasn't it disappeared yet?"
"Isn't that enough?"
As he said this, he moved closer to Wen Xin and playfully sucked her earlobe.
"Don't move," Wen Xin pushed him away, turned over and ignored him.
When she thought about how he had an affair with another woman and then came back to touch her, she started to have wild thoughts and fell asleep while thinking about them.
The next day, Jun Mohan did not leave for the first time. Instead, he looked at her tenderly. It must be said that he had a pair of affectionate eyes that always captured her heart.
The sun shone on them through the fluttering curtains.
It was warm, as if bathed in a layer of golden light, making Wen Xin's face look particularly beautiful and charming.
She said calmly, "Why didn't you leave this morning?"
Jun Mohan looked at her tenderly, caressing her face with his hands, "Are you tired from having a child? Your face is too dry and a little rough."
"Why don't you use the cosmetics I bought for you?"
Wen Xin said in a deep voice: "I'm too busy. The child is about to cry. I don't have time to wipe it carefully."
"Then I'll help you wipe it."
As he was speaking, the baby in the cradle started crying on time.
One baby's cry woke up the other two, and then all three children were crying.
Jun Mohan scratched his head, "This is so punctual."
"You're not working?"
"No, I'll accompany you today."
Wen Xin said calmly, "Well, you will listen to my orders today. I usually take care of the children, so you can try taking care of one today."
"But how can I feed him if I don't have milk?"
"Puff!" Wen Xin smiled, "Who asked you to breastfeed? You just need to take care of the child. The child is hungry now, bring him to me, and then you can go make the milk powder."
"Oh! Okay, honey."
Jun Mohan walked over and clumsily picked up Jun Bo. The crying of the child made him frown. He held the child in his arms as if he were a hot potato, and was about to hand him to Wen Xin. He smelled a foul smell at the tip of his nose, and then he saw that the clothes on the child's butt were yellow.
When I touched it, it felt sticky, smelly and disgusting.
He was so frightened that he screamed, "Wife, wife, what is this?"
A warm smile, "Shit."
"Ah!" Jun Mohan was so scared that he was about to put the child in Wen Xin's arms, but then he remembered that the child's butt was covered in shit, so he took it back.
"Wife, what should I do now?"
Wen Xin pointed to the diaper changing table next to her and said, "Put the child on the diaper changing table, bring warm water to help him wash off the poop, apply cream to prevent red buttocks, and then help him put on diapers."
Jun Mohan frowned, but still followed Wen Xin's instructions.
Seeing him getting hot water, Wen Xin started to put on her clothes. After she was done, she leaned to one side with her arms folded across her chest, watching the busy man.
Putting the water on the ground, Wen Xin's eyes widened, "Honey, this is an adult footbath, why are you using it to wash the child's butt and wipe his face?"
"But I don't know which basin the child belongs to?"
"The smallest one, the white one."
"Oh! OK."
Jun Mohan rushed in hurriedly, brought warm water again, and instructed him warmly to wipe the child's butt with a wet towel.
Because he was too strong, the child was lifted up by his feet with his buttocks exposed and cried in pain.
He accidentally wiped the shit on his hands while wiping it, and he screamed in fright.
Wen Xin couldn't bear to watch it anymore and said calmly, "Don't lift him like this. It will hurt his cervical spine. Let him lie on his side."
"Oh! Sorry, honey, I'll do it again."
Jun Mohan was just about to turn the child over when the little brat peed, and the hot urine sprayed directly on his body and face.
"Hold!"
"Puh! It's so disgusting. Honey, I really can't take it anymore. I need to take a shower."
Wen Xin smiled and said, "No, you haven't finished yet, you can't leave."
Seeing the operating table covered with wet urine, Wen Xin had no choice but to take the child over. "Let me do it! Go find the baby's clothes and diapers."
"Yeah!" Jun Mohan ran away as if relieved, quickly washed his hands, took off his shirt and threw it in the bathtub, then ran out to find clothes for the child.
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