Not long after,
With a creak, the bathroom door opened, and Lu Qingzhou walked out wrapped in a bath towel.
When he saw the three people laughing together in the living room, he looked puzzled, scratched his head, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Zhouzhou broke free from Leng Yue's embrace, rushed to Lu Qingzhou's side, and said in a cute but fierce tone, "Daddy, your singing is awful, don't sing anymore!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingzhou immediately understood what had happened. They must have heard her singing while she was showering.
Seeing Zhouzhou's pitiful expression, he deliberately feigned a heartbroken look.
Clutching his chest, he said, "Baby, how could you say that about your father? The way your father sings is a unique artistic style; it's just that they don't understand how to appreciate it."
Su Qingyao gave him a playful glare: "Artistic style, my foot! Hurry up and change your clothes, don't catch a cold. Zhouzhou, come on, let's go to sleep."
Lu Qingzhou smiled gently, responded lightly, and turned to walk back to her room to change her clothes with slightly hurried steps.
The group returned to their respective rooms. Zhouzhou, like a happy little rabbit, hopped to the middle of the bed and lay down, while Su Qingyao gently leaned against the headboard on her right side.
Lu Qingzhou stood by the bed, his gaze slowly sweeping over the bed.
A complex yet familiar emotion welled up inside him; this was the first time in five years that he had spent the night with Su Qingyao.
His heart raced slightly uncontrollably, and he took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement.
Zhouzhou looked up with her pink, tender little face and bright, curious eyes, asking, "Daddy, are you going to sleep with us?"
Lu Qingzhou laughed heartily, his voice full of doting affection: "Daddy will sleep with you two, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou immediately danced with joy.
With her little hands deftly pulling back one corner of the blanket for Lu Qingzhou, she said in a clear voice, "Okay, okay, Daddy, come up here and tell me a story. Momo told me that you often tell her bedtime stories."
Lu Qingzhou smiled and climbed into bed, leaning against the headboard, and asked softly, "So, what story should I tell?"
He and Zhouzhou discussed it back and forth.
He didn't notice Su Qingyao standing to the side at all.
At this moment, Su Qingyao's cheeks were slightly flushed, like the clouds on the horizon dyed by the setting sun.
She coughed lightly, trying to make her voice sound natural, and pulled a book from the bedside table beside her.
He handed it to Lu Qingzhou and said, "This is the book she listened to last night."
Lu Qingzhou reached out and took it, his fingertips touching Su Qingyao's fingers as he scratched her palm.
Su Qingyao blushed as if she had been electrocuted, and gave her a charmingly disdainful look.
Lu Qingzhou opened the book, found the folded page, and began to tell the story vividly.
Su Qingyao lay on her side on the pillow, initially just listening casually, but her gaze was gradually drawn to Lu Qingzhou's profile as he earnestly told the story.
Seeing his focused expression, Su Qingyao's lips unconsciously curled up slightly, revealing a faint, warm smile.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhouzhou's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and her eyelashes, like small fans, trembled slightly.
Finally, she nestled in Lu Qingzhou's arms, still half-asleep, and fell asleep.
Lu Qingzhou looked down and gently laid Zhouzhou down on the bed, tucking the blankets in.
Then, he turned to Su Qingyao, his eyes filled with meaning, and said, "Wife, Zhouzhou is asleep..."
When Su Qingyao met his gaze and felt his intense heat, her cheeks instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.
She hurriedly looked away, her heart pounding like a rabbit's.
She feigned composure, pretending not to understand Lu Qingzhou's hint.
Her voice trembled slightly: "Then go to sleep."
After saying that, she hurriedly turned her head and pulled the blanket over her burning cheeks.
Upon seeing this, Lu Qingzhou was slightly taken aback.
He chuckled to himself, thinking: This little girl is playing this trick on me.
He gently moved the boat a little to the side.
With her back to Lu Qingzhou, Su Qingyao only felt the blanket sway gently a few times.
Immediately afterwards, a warm body pressed against her, and strong arms gently encircled her.
Su Qingyao's cheeks instantly burned, and even her earlobes felt intensely hot.
Lu Qingzhou said softly, "Wife, it's been a long time since we've had a proper conversation like this. Let's chat."
Su Qingyao felt relieved, but also a little disappointed. She scolded him playfully, "You're so sentimental all of a sudden."
But her body unconsciously leaned closer to Lu Qingzhou's chest, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.
Enjoying the warmth and tranquility of this long-awaited reunion, the room was filled with the unique happiness of the family of three.
"What are you talking about?" Su Qingyao asked in a trembling voice.
"The night is long and I can't sleep... we... cough cough..."
As Lu Qingzhou spoke, his large hands began to wander.
Su Qingyao's delicate body was like a warm furnace, exceptionally hot.
She said shyly, "So this is what you wanted to tell me? No, the child... the child is still here."
Lu Qingzhou, shameless as ever, said, "Zhouzhou is already asleep."
Su Qingyao hesitated for a moment, then gently bit her lower lip. The enchanting scene from this morning flashed through her mind, and she felt both nervous and a little greedy.
She gently chided, "You always think about these things."
But her body did not resist Lu Qingzhou....
Just then,
Zhouzhou gently turned over in her sleep, mumbling incoherently. Lu Qingzhou and Su Qingyao froze instantly, their breathing unconsciously becoming soft. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with tension and caution.
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