Jiang Wanning reached out and touched it, and then she felt a little better.
When Lu Jingshen heard his son shouting, he pushed open the door and strode in. He stood by the bed, looked down at Jiang Wanning with a worried look on his face: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" After saying that, he pulled his son out of the quilt, held his son in one hand, and prevented his son from leaning on the little girl.
Lu Chenxi didn't struggle. He frowned and turned his head to glare at his father.
Jiang Wanning looked at the two similar faces, one big and one small, and looked at her worriedly.
Her ears felt a little hot, and she glared at Lu Jingshen, saying coquettishly: "It's all your fault, be gentler next time." After saying that, she saw her son being held in an uncomfortable position.
She frowned, sat up, and reached out to hug her son.
Lu Chenxi also saw his mother reaching out to hug him, so he stretched out his little arms as well.
The next second, Lu Jingshen frowned and glanced at his son, who was holding one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Mom is not allowed to hold you today. Be good."
Lu Chenxi puffed up his cheeks with anger, and could only let him hold him obediently.
Lu Jingshen frowned, glanced at Jiang Wanning's chest, and said softly, "Are you okay? Can I apply some medicine for you?"
Jiang Wanning's cheeks flushed slightly. She glanced at Lu Jingshen and shook her head, "It's okay." Then she looked at the little guy and said, "Put your son down. He's uncomfortable with you holding him like this."
Lu Jingshen looked down at his son, snorted, and put his son down.
Lu Chenxi stood on the bed and said worriedly, "Mom, can I help you apply the medicine?"
Jiang Wanning reached out and hugged her son, saying softly, "Mom is fine, she'll be fine in a while." Then she looked at Lu Jingshen and said, "You two go out first. I'll change my clothes."
Lu Jingshen nodded, picked up his son and walked to the door. He turned around to look at his wife, raised his eyebrows and said, "Call me if you need anything." After that, he opened the door and went out with his son in his arms.
Jiang Wanning lifted the quilt and looked at the pajamas behind her. She wondered where the nightgown she wore last night had gone. It must be impossible to wear it again!
Lu Jingshen held his son and placed him on the sofa. Looking at his son with his little head tilted back, he said in a deep voice, "Dad, go in and help Mom. You turn on the TV and watch for a while." After that, he turned around and walked towards the bedroom again.
Inside the room, Jiang Wanning got out of bed, her legs uncomfortable as she sat down again. She frowned and tried to sit up again. Just as she was about to walk towards the door, she heard it open again. She saw Lu Jingshen walking towards her with a raised eyebrow and a smile. He put his arm around her waist, picked her up, bent down and kissed her lips, and said with a low laugh, "I think if we do this a few more times, my daughter will come."
Jiang Wanning understood what he meant. She gently pushed his chest with one hand and glared at him.
She decided to just let it go, as she couldn't stand it any more!
Lu Jingshen carried Jiang Wanning to the bathroom and stood by watching her wash up.
Jiang Wanning glanced at Lu Jingshen who was standing at the door and said in a soft voice, "Go out. What are you standing here for? Go and look after your son."
Lu Jingshen glanced towards the living room, then at Jiang Wanning, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's there to see in him? He's not cute at all." Then he walked behind her, put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to apply some medicine?" As he said that, he touched her up with one hand.
Jiang Wanning leaned back against him, tilting her head back slightly, and grabbed his naughty hand, saying in a slightly hoarse voice, "Stop, it hurts."
Lu Jingshen lowered his head and buried it in her neck, his warm breath spraying on her skin, and said in a low voice: "I'll be gentler next time."
Jiang Wanning blushed, patted his hand around her waist, and said softly, "Our son is becoming more and more sensible. Don't be so mean to him all the time."
Lu Jingshen snorted lightly and said lazily, "That brat always acts like he's aggrieved with you, but he's never like that with me. He argues with reason and doesn't feel at all disadvantaged."
Jiang Wanning heard this and chuckled, "If you have something to say to him nicely, he'll understand. If you insist on getting angry at him, he'll definitely not talk to you nicely."
In the living room, Lu Chenxi sat on the sofa, waiting and waiting, but his parents didn't come out. He knew that his father was pestering his mother for a kiss again, so he put on a stern face, got off the sofa, and walked inside.
I saw the open bathroom and my father was holding my mother while she washed up.
He walked over, tilted his little head, and called softly to his mother, "Mom, I also want to accompany you to wash up." Then he hugged Jiang Wanning's legs with both hands.
Jiang Wanning looked down at her son and said with a smile, "Baby, can you go to the living room with Daddy and wait for Mommy? We'll go out for dinner later."
Lu Chenxi glanced at Lu Jingshen, then looked at his mother obediently and shook his head, saying, "No, I'll stay here with Mom."
Jiang Wanning looked back at Lu Jingshen and motioned him to take his son out first.
Lu Jingshen kissed Jiang Wanning on the side of her cheek and leaned over to hug his son.
Lu Chenxi tilted his head back, hugged Jiang Wanning's legs tightly with both hands, frowned, and called out softly, "Mom, I want to kiss you too."
Jiang Wanning smiled and said, "Okay."
This morning, there was an invisible confrontation between the father and son!
Lu Jingshen snorted and picked up his son. The little guy held Jiang Wanning with his short arms and stretched out his little head to move closer.
As a result, as soon as he touched it, he was carried out by Lu Jingshen.
Lu Chenxi immediately quit and shouted, "Mom, Dad is being naughty again."
Jiang Wanning chuckled and hurried to wash up.
In the living room, Lu Chenxi found a single sofa to sit on, his fair and delicate face was angry, and he glared at Lu Jingshen opposite him with dissatisfaction.
On the other side, Lu Jingshen crossed his legs and was looking at his phone.
At this time, Lu Jingshen's cell phone rang. He picked it up and said, "Hello, I'm at home. Okay, I'll be there later." Then he hung up the phone.
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