Chapter 113: Too Delicate
There was a chair in the room. Xiao Yan sat on the high chair with his horse and sword stretched out, staring at her closely, as if he was admiring his prey.
Meng Mingshu's cheeks flushed.
Meng Mingshu wanted to admit her mistake, but she didn't know where she was wrong.
"Husband, I know I was wrong..."
Xiao Yan's face was calm as he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
Meng Mingshu: “…”
She didn't think she had done anything wrong. It was just that the hateful Xiao Yan wanted to punish her on purpose.
Xiao Yan snorted coldly: "You keep admitting your mistakes, but you don't even know where you are wrong. It shows that you are not sincere."
Meng Mingshu was at a loss, she really didn't know what she had done wrong.
"I sincerely admit my mistake. Please tell me, my husband, okay?"
Meng Mingshu knew that if she wanted to return to the upper level as soon as possible, she had to deal with Xiao Yan, or make Xiao Yan satisfied.
"My husband said that Ah Shu will definitely change."
Meng Mingshu looked at Xiao Yan with her wet apricot eyes, full of spring love.
Xiao Yan's Adam's apple rolled, his mouth was dry, and his sanity was in jeopardy.
He couldn't bear it any longer and strode towards Meng Mingshu.
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"Okay, okay, don't be angry. What if you get sick from being angry?"
"Would you please fight back, too, husband?"
Xiao Yan held Meng Mingshu in his arms and comforted her gently.
Meng Mingshu sobbed:
"What's the point of hitting you? You have thick skin and tough flesh. Even if I hit you, you won't feel any pain."
Maybe Xiao Yan even enjoyed it.
If he has any bad intentions again, she will be the one who suffers.
Seeing Meng Mingshu still sobbing and looking aggrieved, Xiao Yan began to coax her:
"Then let your husband kneel down as well until Ah Shu calms down, okay?"
Meng Mingshu then turned her head and stopped crying:
"Okay, then you kneel."
Meng Mingshu was so straightforward that Xiao Yan felt helpless.
It seems that I really bullied someone today.
Xiao Yan stood up from the edge of the bed and knelt in front of it.
Meng Mingshu felt relieved.
Who asked Xiao Yan to bully her like that just now?
Meng Mingshu held her belly and looked down at Xiao Yan condescendingly:
"Will you bully me like this again?"
Xiao Yan wanted to laugh. Why would Meng Mingshu still ask such a silly question?
Of course he would bully her, even more cruelly than he was now.
If Xiao Yan hadn't been concerned about Meng Mingshu's pregnancy and the fear of hurting the baby in her womb, how could he have let her go so easily?
He thought he had been kind and gentle enough to her, but Meng Mingshu still...
Xiao Yan sighed in his heart, too pampered.
After she gives birth, I'll let her grow more...
He nodded seriously: "Yeah."
Meng Mingshu: “…”
"Then kneel down."
Xiao Yan nodded with a smile: "Okay."
He knelt beside the bed and picked up the medicine bottle: "Let my husband apply the medicine to you."
Meng Mingshu was originally sitting on the edge of the bed. When she heard this, she immediately wanted to retract her legs, but was held down by Xiao Yan.
The pair of slender white legs were once again held in Xiao Yan's palm:
"Be good, I'm just applying medicine, what are you thinking about?"
Meng Mingshu bit her lip and said, "Remember what you said."
After other parts of the body, the next part is the knees.
The two were applying medicine on the knees when Tuan'er came running in panting with his short legs.
"Mother, mother!"
But as soon as she entered the hall and saw Xiao Yan, Tuan'er's eyes lit up instantly and her little face was full of surprise.
“Daddy!”
Tuan'er threw himself into Xiao Yan's arms like a little firecracker.
Xiao Yan quickly caught the little girl and held her in his arms.
"Daddy, Tuan'er misses you so much, so much."
When Xiao Yan saw Tuan'er, he felt soft-hearted unconsciously and always felt infinite tenderness towards this little girl.
"How much do you want it?"
Tuan'er stretched out his little arms and gestured exaggeratedly: "I think so."
"If I don't see Daddy again, Tuan'er will cry."
Xiao Yan felt soft-hearted when he heard this. He lowered his head and kissed the top of Tuan'er's head: "Daddy misses Tuan'er too."
"From now on, Daddy won't let Tuan'er not see me for so long. Can you hug our Tuan'er every day?"
Tuan'er nodded heavily, her eyes curved: "Okay, Tuan'er is so happy."
"Tuan'er wants to be with his parents every day."
The father and daughter hugged each other affectionately, and only then did Tuan'er notice that Xiao Yan was kneeling.
She tilted her head and asked, "Daddy, did you make Mommy angry again?"
Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, again?
Has he knelt in front of Meng Mingshu before?
"Daddy, why aren't you talking?"
Xiao Yan had no choice but to nod: "Yes, your mother is angry with your father. Tuan'er, can you please help your father?"
Tuan'er shook his little head and said firmly, "No, Tuan'er also listens to mother."
"Daddy can't make Mommy angry. It's Daddy's fault for not being obedient."
Meng Mingshu hugged the little girl and said, "Our group is still the best."
Tuan'er then noticed the bruises on Meng Mingshu's knees, and his big eyes instantly turned red.
"Woo woo, mother, you're hurt!"
Meng Mingshu's cheeks flushed, and she quickly picked up her skirt to cover her knees:
"It was just an accidental bump. It will be fine in a few days."
Meng Mingshu's skin is delicate, like snow-white satin, so it is easy to leave marks, but most of the time it just looks intimidating.
And Meng Mingshu has also gotten used to the bruises on her knees.
Who made her meet such a young and strong husband like Xiao Yan?
"Oh, then mother, please be careful next time."
Tuan'er foolishly believed it. He carefully touched Meng Mingshu's snow-white knees with his little hands and bent down to blow on her.
Meng Mingshu's heart softened when she saw this.
Tuan'er is her first child and the person she owes the most.
Even if she and Xiao Yan had other children in this life, she might still favor Tuan'er the most.
For Tuan'er's sake, Meng Mingshu only let Xiao Yan kneel for an hour.
"Come up."
"Tuan'er wants you to hold him, too."
The family of three lay on the bed, Tuan'er holding one of them by the hand, with his two short legs lifted up, and said in a baby voice:
"Hehe, Daddy and Mommy are both by Tuan'er's side. Tuan'er is so happy."
Meng Mingshu's heart softened. She leaned over and kissed Tuan'er on the face:
"Our sweet baby will be happy like this forever."
"Daddy and mom will always be with you and watch you grow up safely."
"You can do whatever you want in the future..."
Tuan'er tilted his head: "Is anything possible?"
Xiao Yan took over the conversation:
"Well, even if Tuan'er wants the throne in the future, that's fine."
For some reason, Xiao Yan particularly liked this little girl and wanted to give her all the good things in the world.
"But the throne belongs to the capable. If you want it, remember to work hard to get it."
Tuan'er looked confused: "Tuan'er doesn't understand."
Xiao Yan also realized that no matter how smart Tuan'er was, he was only three years old.
He touched Tuan'er's little head with his big hand and said, "Then we'll talk about it when Tuan'er grows up a little bit."
After Tuan'er fell asleep, Xiao Yan held Meng Mingshu's hand in the darkness and asked seriously:
"Who was your ex-husband?"
"Is it me?"
Whenever he faced Tuan'er, Xiao Yan always felt that something was wrong with him.
Logically speaking, he was not such a selfless person, but when he saw Tuan'er, Xiao Yan even offered her the throne in the future.
Meng Mingshu was originally feeling sleepy and could hardly keep her eyes open, but she woke up instantly when she heard Xiao Yan's words.
She supported her waist and sat up from the bed, staring at Xiao Yan:
"Don't you know?"
"I think I told you that?"
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