Her delicate little face bloomed with a comfortable smile again, and she hugged the man's waist.
"Hubby, I thought you had abandoned me."
Song Ling said firmly, "No."
Liu Zhiyuanyang pursed her lips, smiled, and reached out to touch the bedside table.
Song Ling helped her take the cup and put it to her mouth.
After drinking half a cup of water, she lay down with the man and put her hand into his arms.
He teased, "Tell me the truth, what did you do just now? Did you go looking for some little bees and butterflies because your little wife is pregnant?"
In the darkness, Song Ling’s deep eyes shone deeply, and he held her tightly in his arms for a few minutes, whispering, “Little wife is you, little bee is you, little butterfly is also you!”
Although these were not love words, the sound effects spread in Liu Zhiyuan's ears like a nuclear weapon.
The smile on her little face suddenly became sweet, and her heart felt sweet too.
I am used to snuggling up to men with my little hands and feet, as if I am fully committed to them.
This man gave her the warmest dependence with his broad chest.
She was sleepy and her voice was getting lower and lower.
"What did you just do?"
"Call Xu Su and arrange some work matters." Song Ling's eyes flickered as he answered in a low voice.
Liu Zhiyuan laughed again.
She placed her hands beside him, interlocking her fingers, "Well, you've worked hard, husband. You have to accompany your little wife and little man, and you also have to be busy with work. It's hard work every day!"
Song Ling just raised his lips and stroked her back.
"It's not hard, go to sleep."
"Yeah. Good night, husband." Liu Zhiyuan fell asleep again.
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