"How am I being disobedient?"
The little girl reached out and cupped his face, pouting, looking incredibly cute. She didn't think she had done anything wrong, and stared at him with questioning eyes.
Fu Xiaohan's mouth was squeezed into an "o" shape by his wife as he pointed out the problem, "You're not wearing shoes."
This reminder made her gaze fall downwards, moving to her feet.
Sure enough, I realized I really had forgotten to wear shoes.
"It's okay, I'm not cold."
It's spring now.
The weather isn't so cold anymore, and the heating is on at home.
It's not cold at all; in fact, it's a bit warm.
She smiled brightly, afraid of being punished, and said sweetly to him, "Ahan, you must be very tired after a long day at work. Can you put me down and walk by myself?"
With him holding her like that, how could she possibly escape?
Fu Xiaohan did not let go of her, but continued to carry her as they walked out of the nursery.
"Is Mi'er really thinking of me?"
Tang Xingmi smiled sweetly from her two dimples, "Of course, you're my husband, so I cherish you."
The little white rabbit's little schemes are completely transparent to the big bad wolf.
Fu Xiaohan's dark pupils were tinged with heat as he stared at her intently.
His voice was low and ambiguous, "Since Mi'er cares about me, I do have a way to alleviate my suffering."
Tang Xingmi felt uneasy when she saw the way he looked at her.
She asked softly, "Wh-what method?"
As they spoke, Fu Xiaohan carried her into the bedroom.
Fu Xiaohan lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered something.
The color on Tang Xingmi's face visibly rose rapidly.
Why would Xiao Han think about such things in broad daylight!
I'm so shy!
Tang Xingmi covered her burning face, glared at him fiercely, and said, "I don't want to."
Fu Xiaohan smiled and teased her on purpose, "Didn't Mimi just say she felt sorry for me? Were you lying?"
There are many ways to express your feelings of compassion, not just this one!
Why does Xiao Han always think about such embarrassing things?
He kept thinking about this before he had the baby, and now that he has, he's still thinking about it.
Are there no other options?
He starts acting inappropriately in broad daylight.
Tang Xingmi blushed and whispered her accusation, "You, you're not serious."
Fu Xiaohan chuckled and said matter-of-factly, "You don't need to be serious with your wife."
Tang Xingmi didn't know what to say to him; all she wanted to do was get out of his arms.
Fu Xiaohan didn't give her that chance. He strode over to the bedside and gently placed her on the bed.
Before Tang Xingmi could get up, she was pinned down by the man.
Seeing the dangerous look in Xiao Han's eyes at this moment.
That look in my eyes, it's the look I get when I'm about to do that kind of thing.
Tang Xingmi couldn't help but recall all the embarrassing things Xiao Han had done to her before.
She quickly banished all those inappropriate images for children.
I can't think about it, I can't think about it!
With an extremely strong survival instinct, Tang Xingmi smiled and said, "Ahan, haven't you eaten yet? I'll go make you some food."
She just wanted to find a reason to quickly escape the clutches of the enemy.
Before she could finish speaking, Fu Xiaohan grabbed her hand, "Hmm, I'm not hungry, but it's a little..." and continued downwards.
What did you touch?
Tang Xingmi's pupils dilated instantly, her face turned bright red, and she immediately shook him off, softly accusing him, "You old scoundrel."
Fu Xiaohan let out a pleasant chuckle, then pressed his earlobe to hers, his voice husky and almost burning her, "Say it again, sweetie, I love to hear it."
Tang Xingmi's entire earlobes were burning hot.
She didn't want to talk to that old rogue.
All she can think about right now is remember.
But I couldn't get up.
Because she was surrounded by the enemy.
It's simply impossible to break through.
The enemy is simply too strong.
Meeting his eyes, which were filled with emotion, the next second...
He lowered his head and sealed her soft lips with his.
After a passionate encounter...
Tang Xingmi was so exhausted that she had no energy left in her body.
I lay limply on the bed.
I thought that was the end of it.
It's finally quiet down.
Unexpectedly, a deep, husky, pleasant voice came from beside her ear, "Good boy, one more time."
It wasn't until after 9 p.m. that Fu Xiaohan carried her to take a bath.
She thought taking a bath was just a simple, straightforward bath.
After washing up, you can go to sleep.
But once she got into the bathtub, she realized it wasn't as simple as she had thought.
Tang Xingmi was so exhausted that her bones were almost falling apart.
How come he has such good physical strength?
I'm not tired at all.
On the other hand, she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her hands.
I slept soundly until the afternoon of the next day.
From yesterday afternoon to this afternoon.
Aunt Wen noticed that neither the young master nor the young mistress had come downstairs for dinner.
The bedroom door remained tightly closed.
She didn't dare to go up and disturb them.
Given the current situation, even a fool would guess that the young master and young mistress are probably inside, studying advanced human anatomy again.
Grandpa Fu was holding An'an, sitting in the living room on the first floor, chatting.
Xiao An'an is such a chatterbox.
The old man laughed heartily as the baby spoke in his Level 10 baby talk.
In the bedroom.
Fu Xiaohan woke up first.
Looking at the person in his arms, a sweet smile appeared on his lips. He propped himself up and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
After that kiss, he seemed to sense that something was wrong.
He placed his palm on her forehead; it was a little hotter than usual.
He was still worried, so he quietly got up, took a thermometer, and measured Tang Xingmi's temperature: 37.8 degrees Celsius.
I have a slight fever.
Fu Xiaohan poured a cup of hot water.
At this moment, Tang Xingmi groggily opened her eyes.
Fu Xiaohan came to her side, bent down and gently touched her face, "You're awake."
"Um."
She asked, "What time is it?"
When Tang Xingmi opened her mouth to speak, her throat was extremely dry, hoarse, and a little sore.
Fu Xiaohan sat on the edge of the bed and smoothed her hair. "It's five o'clock."
Five o'clock!
Oh my god!
She slept for so long!
"Have some water first." He helped her sit up.
Tang Xingmi's entire body no longer felt like hers; it ached terribly.
Especially the thighs.
Tang Xingmi leaned against Fu Xiaohan's chest, looking limp and weak.
He held the steaming cup to her lips and whispered, "Here, slowly."
"Mmm," Tang Xingmi tilted her head back and took a sip.
Then Fu Xiaohan took out a white pill and placed it in his palm.
"What's this?"
"Fever reducer."
No wonder she felt weak and sore all over.
Fu Xiaohan kissed her lips, his voice gentle as he whispered, "It's all my fault, it lasted a little too long last night..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tang Xingmi covered his mouth with one hand.
"Stop talking."
Just thinking about last night brings back all sorts of disgusting scenes.
A burning sensation rose on Tang Xingmi's face.
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