He Tingjun curved his lips and chuckled. He didn't tease her, but simply used his hand to smooth the messy hair off her forehead and reminded her, "Now that you're awake, get up. Mom made some scallion pancakes, and they're still warming on the stove."
Yun Qiao nodded and said, "You go out first."
He Tingjun didn't move, "I haven't seen anything about you."
Yun Qiao blushed and glared at him, "Get out."
"Okay, okay, I'll go out." He Tingjun raised his hands in surrender and walked out of the bedroom.
Yun Qiao then left the bed and began to put on his clothes. There were many marks on his body, from sucking and licking, densely packed red, one string after another. Yun Qiao simply put on a high-necked sweater that did not reach his chin to cover it up completely.
After getting off the kang, my feet felt as light as if they were stepping on cotton.
Yun Qiao took a deep breath, controlled his expression, pretended nothing had happened, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
The main room was closed and a little dark, but the door of the west bedroom was open. After the snow, the sky cleared up and sunlight filtered into the house through the window glass, refracting into the living room and making it brighter.
Feng Juan was holding Yanyan and standing by the window, watching the snow outside. When she heard Yun Qiao open the door, she turned and said to her, "Brush your teeth, wash your face, and eat. Tingjun has gone to the kitchen to heat up some food for you."
Feng Juan didn't ask her why she got up so late. Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and said okay.
After she finished washing up, He Tingjun put the warmed cakes and porridge on the table. The chopsticks were placed on the plate of cakes, and a spoon was placed on the bowl of porridge. Yun Qiao didn't need to go to the kitchen to get tableware, she could just sit down and eat.
He Tingjun's eyes were full of smiles, and he whispered, "Is your husband considerate?"
Yun Qiao gave him a grateful look and nodded: "Thoughtful."
He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, lowering his voice, "What about last night?"
Yun Qiao had just scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and almost spit it out when he heard this. He glared at him secretly.
There was a hint of mischief in He Tingjun's eyes, a hint of successful joking. Yun Qiao was so angry that she kicked him in the calf and asked in a harsh tone, trying to change the subject: "Why didn't you go to work yesterday?"
I have nothing to do but harass her at home.
He Tingjun said innocently: "It's Sunday, did you forget?"
"..." Yun Qiao: "Okay."
She was so confused during the holiday that she didn't even know what day it was.
Fortunately, He Tingjun stopped teasing her after that, allowing her to finish her breakfast in peace.
After Yun Qiao finished his meal, He Tingjun consciously collected the dishes Yun Qiao had used and took them to the kitchen to wash.
Yun Qiao went to the west room and took Yanyan from Feng Juan's arms.
I fed my daughter some milk first, then took out a rag doll to play with her. However, Yanyan seemed not interested. She kept leaning towards the window and making "ahhh" sounds with her mouth.
Yun Qiao held her in his arms and coaxed her, "What are you doing, sweetheart?"
Feng Juan reminded her, "She wants to go to the window and look outside. It's cold, and she's been cooped up in the house since she was born. She's desperate and wants to go outside."
"It's cold outside, baby, we can't go." Yun Qiao gently pinched Yanyan's little face with his hand. The little girl seemed to understand and immediately pout her pink little mouth, and tears filled her eyes.
Her pitiful appearance almost melted Yun Qiao's motherly heart.
"Even though we can't go outside, we can still look out. Mommy will carry you to the window. Don't cry, don't cry."
When she got to him, Yanyan wiped away her tears in an instant and looked out with her big watery eyes.
It was surprising that just a few minutes after I stood in front of the window, the door of the yard was pushed open from the outside, and Yan Jingwan walked in carrying a bag.
Yun Qiao immediately pointed at her figure and said to Yanyan, "Yanyan, look who's outside?"
"It's my aunt, my aunt is here."
"Let's go to the living room and welcome my aunt."
Yun Qiao carried Yanyan into the living room. Yan Jingwan was taking off her coat. Seeing them come out, she smiled and greeted them, "Yanyan, do you miss your aunt?"
Yanyan was still young and had no strength, so she could only move slightly in Yan Jingwan's arms. However, she still gave Yan Jingwan all her passion, babbling.
Yan Jingwan also gave face, reached out and touched Yanyan's little face, and said with a smile: "Our Yanyan is very capable, she can even talk to her aunt."
"Sister-in-law, you came just in time. I was just worried that no one would talk to me." Yun Qiao said with a smile, "But why did you come alone? Isn't it Sunday today? Where's my brother?"
Yan Jingwan said, "Your brother went to work at the office, and I was bored at home, so I came over to play for a while."
Yun Qiao: "Then do you want to hug Yanyan?"
Yan Jingwan waved her hand: "My period this month is two weeks late, so I don't dare to hug you."
Yun Qiao's expression changed slightly: "Pregnant?"
Yan Jingwan hummed: "I think it is, but it is a little different from last time. Do you want to help me check it?"
"Okay." Yun Qiao agreed happily and handed the child to Feng Juan, asking her to hold the child for a while. He then pulled Yan Jingwan to sit down at the table and put his fingers on her wrist.
Yan Jingwan was a little nervous: "How is it going to be? Can I get pregnant when I'm only a little pregnant?"
After the last misunderstanding, Yan Jingwan was really afraid that this time it would be another false alarm.
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