"Yeah, impartial."
Ying Zheng pinched the girl's cute little face, and his voice was magnetic and mellow, like a pot of aged fine wine.
He is like a mature elder, tolerant, calm and patient.
He always dotes on and indulges his wife, who is younger than him, as if he would always stand by her and help her solve problems.
Chu Yuening played with the cute little Li Feidao, and her heart seemed to be soaked with nectar, sweet and beautiful.
She smiled like a flower, hugged the man's arm and acted coquettishly, and there was still the innocence of a girl in her eyes.
"Thank you, A Zheng, I like it very much!"
"But, A Zheng, you seem like a daddy type of boyfriend."
"Hmm? What does this mean?"
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows with interest and asked for advice humbly.
His young wife often uses new words, and he has long been accustomed to it. He even often takes the initiative to learn them, just because he doesn't want to have any barriers with his lover.
"Well...it means pampering your wife like a child, taking care of everything yourself, without asking anyone else for help."
"He has a very mature masculine charm~"
"If Yue Ning likes it, I'd be happy to do so."
When Ying Zheng thought about how he personally took care of his young wife's daily life, he did not feel it was a bother, but instead felt a strange sense of excitement and satisfaction.
Dress her, feed her, wash her...
She is always by his side, clinging to him like a spoiled child, and is always held in his arms, unable to separate even half a step away.
There was a faint light in the man's phoenix eyes, which was thick and dark, like an abyss or an ocean, and it was impossible to see through it even a little bit.
In a flash, he suppressed his inner excitement and his expression returned to normal.
The brilliant spring light poured down on him, making his face look even more handsome, like a gentleman in a handsome and elegant manner.
However, no one knew that he had a dark, paranoid and perverted possessive desire surging in his heart.
Chu Yuening was as innocent as a little white rabbit, completely unaware of the danger that was so close to her.
Although she likes a dad-like boyfriend, she doesn't want to be treated as a child who can't take care of herself.
"No, I'm not really a child."
Hearing the firm rejection, Ying Zheng's heart was filled with regret, but his face showed no change.
He leaned over and kissed the corner of the woman's lips, his deep voice deliberately lowered several degrees, even gentler than when he coaxed a little kid.
"Well, no matter what, Yue Ning will always be the first in my heart."
"A Zheng is the same in my heart."
Chu Yuening lowered her head shyly, her rosy cheeks flushed, her eyes misty, and she timidly expressed her feelings.
Little Ying Jue, who is stuck between his parents and eating dog food, said: Is there anyone who would consider my feelings?
Teething little Yingluan: Ah Hu Ah Mo is playing with stickers... Eh? Where's Didi? Didi!
Perhaps it was the twins' closer connection that made her feel uneasy.
So the little guy tried hard to curl up his little body and struggled hard in his aunt's arms, his anxious little voice full of worry and mixed with crying.
"Ah! Didi...I'm missing..."
"Woohoo...Didi!"
The little guy was so anxious that he was about to cry. His nose and eyes were red, and his little mouth was pouting. He looked so pitiful.
Chu Yuening felt distressed immediately and quickly walked over to pick her up, patting her back to help her calm down while coaxing her softly.
"My brother is here with Father. Don't cry, little Luan'er, be good."
Seeing his daughter crying sadly, Ying Zheng frowned and felt distressed. He immediately strode over with his son in his arms.
Little Yingjue climbed up from his father on his own initiative. The little guy walked forward staggeringly like a cute little penguin.
He stretched out his two little arms that looked like lotus roots, hugged his mother's calves tightly, looked at his sister with his big, black, watery eyes, and comforted her in a baby voice.
"Sister, I'm here, don't cry."
When she saw her younger brother, little Yingluan burst into laughter instantly. Her big eyes like black grapes curved, and her rosy little mouth opened, revealing her white millet teeth.
"Didi is playing~ I don't care about Fafa..."
A child's face is like the weather in June, changing at any time and unpredictable.
Chu Yuening smiled helplessly, put down the lively little guy in her arms, and reunited the loving brother and sister.
Ying Zheng was reluctant to let his wife get tired, so he picked up a little kid with one hand, put him on the blanket, and let them play and frolic.
After settling the noisy little kid down, he put his arm around his wife's waist, sat on a comfortable soft chair, and stroked her back with his big hands.
As a mother, Chu Yuening was always worried about her children and would look up from time to time to check on them to make sure they were safe.
Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, and he held the back of her head and kissed her soft lips. His low and hoarse voice seemed to contain a hint of questioning.
"With the child here, Yue Ning won't even spare a trace of her attention for me?"
"No way."
Chu Yuening glared at the jealous man helplessly. How could he be jealous of even a child?
But she also knew his strong possessiveness, so she could only coax him with soft words.
Big cats need to be stroked by their fur, and she has become accustomed to it over the years.
"Well, the child is so young, as a mother, of course I have to take good care of him."
"A Zheng is different. He is the lover who will accompany me for my whole life. Of course, he is the most important."
After saying this, Ying Zheng's expression turned from gloomy to bright. He happily put his arms around his little wife, whispering in her ears and showing his deep affection.
Chu Yuening rubbed the man's neck affectionately, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief that was barely perceptible.
It's really difficult for her. After coaxing the little ones, she has to coax the older ones.
Fortunately, both of them were coaxed into submission.
However, she was obviously too happy too soon.
That night, the moon sets in the west and the stars disappear.
Inside the magnificent palace, the lights are bright and the night is full of moon and flowers.
There is a simple vase on the bedside table, with a few pink roses in it, emitting a light and elegant fragrance, but it cannot conceal the spring atmosphere in the room.
I don’t know how long it took.
In the quiet night, not even the chirping of insects could be heard. It seemed that the only sounds between heaven and earth were the sound of the burning candle wick and the breathing of the two people.
Ying Zheng picked up his wife, completely embraced her with his strong arms, and kissed her forehead lovingly with his thin lips.
Then he picked up the soft handkerchief and wiped her cheek carefully.
The man's hands were broad and strong, slender like jade, with distinct joints.
It has always been used to review national affairs, but now it is used for love affairs within the boudoir.
However, Ying Zheng didn't care at all. At this moment, his heart and eyes were full of his beloved.
The beautiful woman leaned obediently on his shoulder, her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, and she was not sleeping well.
The petite body curled up in the man's arms, moaning delicately like a little fox.
Every move she makes reveals her trust and dependence on men.
So we subconsciously seek shelter that is full of security, as if to avoid some terrible danger.
Little did they know that the person in front of them was the culprit.
Ying Zheng felt both love and pity in his heart. His thick, black eyelashes, like crow feathers, trembled slightly, casting a shadow in his deep eye sockets, making him look mysterious.
He murmured softly, his voice low and magnetic, the lazy ending tone deliberately drawn out, stirring the heartstrings.
"Good boy."
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