Li Jun's words came from the bottom of his heart. If before it was just a boss-employee relationship, and he only felt that Ruo Ke was a nice person, then after spending time together as neighbors, he could clearly see how kind and understanding this woman named Ling Ruo Ke was.
"Oh, stop teasing me, or I'll lose my bearings." Ling Ruoke blushed as usual.
Seeing her blush, Li Jun couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. This child, she blushes for no reason; he really didn't know what to say about her. Besides, others blush because they're shy, but she blushes like fire at the slightest compliment. With such an adorable personality and reaction, it's no wonder the captain is so infatuated with her; any man would find it hard to resist.
After chatting with Li Jun for a while, Ling Ruoke took her child and went home. She had bought quite a few things for her son, and some for He Beibei, which she would give to Li Jun later.
Little Ping'an seemed afraid his mother would run away, following her everywhere Ling Ruoke went, his little tail trailing behind her. When Ling Ruoke packed up the things she brought back from the city, he busied himself with it, though strictly speaking, he was just being disruptive. If you picked him up and put a toy in his hands, he'd run back to you again.
Ling Ruoke tidied up for a while, then smiled and went into the bathroom after seeing her son tinkering away so diligently beside her.
Little Ping An was busy, focused and happy, but when he turned around, his face changed: Mom was gone!
The little girl toddled around the house on her chubby little feet, and once she was sure her mother was gone, she stood in the doorway, looking down the hallway on either side, and started yelling, "Mommy, Mommy... Wah..."
Ling Ruoke had just opened the bathroom door when she heard her son crying loudly. She quickly walked towards him, gently asking, "Son, what's wrong?"
As soon as Xiao Ping'an saw his mother, the little guy, who had been crying miserably, immediately hugged her leg. He stopped what he was doing and just kept crying while holding his mother, as if he were expressing all the longing he had felt for his mother over the past few days.
Ling Ruoke was distraught by her son's crying. The poor child missed his mother. A pang of sadness welled up in Ling Ruoke's heart, and she too felt like crying. Her precious son missed his mother.
She bent down and pulled her precious little one into her arms. Smelling his milky scent, the little guy pressed his face against her neck, and she gently rubbed her face against his forehead.
Little Ping An was so upset. Although she stopped crying when she saw her mother, she still sniffled and twitched. Water droplets clung to her long eyelashes, and unlike her usual lively self, she became quiet and still, which was heartbreaking.
Ling Ruoke, as his mother, wished she could hold him close and cherish him. "Ping An, don't be afraid. Mommy will never leave Ping An alone to go out and play again. From now on, Mommy will take you with me wherever I go, okay?"
Little Ping An remained silent, nestled in his mother's arms, his little face pressed against her neck. It was unclear whether he genuinely didn't want to talk or was still angry with his mother.
"What's wrong?" Huo Qingfeng was overjoyed to see Ling Ruoke return. He was worried that his son wouldn't be used to his mother's absence, so he often came back to keep him company during the day. But the boy didn't give him any face at all; seeing him only made him more mischievous. It's so much better when his wife is here! He and his son were both anxiously waiting for him. Lately, the team members had been avoiding him, even Fu Peigang and He Jingwen had disappeared without a trace.
"It's nothing. Did you know I was back?" Ling Ruoke asked doubtfully. Did she not know he would come back so early?
"I don't know, I came back to see my son. How are you? Does it still hurt?" He said, placing his hand on Ling Ruoke's chest. He knew that breast engorgement was a painful experience for women during weaning.
"Ah... mine... mine." Huo Feiyang was now very sensitive to anyone who tried to stop him or covet his "food," and he slapped his father's hand hard.
Ling Ruoke laughed; now a conflict had arisen. Huo Qingfeng was unhappy, and his son was also quite displeased!
The little guy suddenly remembered and went to lift his mother's clothes again. When he looked, he exclaimed, "Ah...it's gone."
Ling Ruoke chuckled inwardly. Luckily, she was prepared; when she went to the bathroom, she had put on nipple covers and then covered them with tape. Let's see how he tries to eat now. She had failed to wean him several times before, but this time it seemed she couldn't.
Huo Qingfeng was overjoyed to see his son get the short end of the stick and laughed openly.
Huo Feiyang was extremely dissatisfied with his father's behavior, glaring at him hatefully before turning around and hugging his mother's neck. He cried out, "Mommy, hug me!"
Ling Ruoke looked down at him with a smile, and he gave his mother a loud kiss on the cheek, then glared at his father defiantly.
Huo Qingfeng gritted his teeth in anger! "You little brat!"
Ling Ruoke laughed heartily. She thought to herself, "It's so good to have my husband and son by my side! I really want to live a peaceful life like this forever. A life without storms is a blessing; I don't need anything dramatic!"
Ling Ruoke was also a little hungry. Just then, her husband came home, so she went into the kitchen and made two big bowls of noodles, and also made some formula for her son.
Little Ping An reluctantly drank his formula, but there was nothing he could do; there was no place for him to drink from his mother's chest. Although he was clever, he didn't yet know to peel off the tape to see what was on the other side.
Huo Qingfeng slurped down his noodles as if he hadn't eaten in ages, enjoying them immensely! Like a child, if it weren't for his large face, he probably would have pounced into the bowl.
Ling Ruoke watched her son and husband eat with great satisfaction, their faces beaming with smiles. This was her whole world—simple and joyful. She didn't need great success or so-called life values; she simply enjoyed this peace.
Huo Qingfeng had originally planned to spend some quality time with his wife after hearing she was back, but seeing his son's attitude, he realized he wouldn't get the chance. So, after eating his noodles and staying for a while, he went over and groped his wife a little before reluctantly leaving.
When Ping An saw his father leave, he clamored to get off his mother and go play with her toys. But his bright eyes kept a close eye on his mother's movements, afraid that she would run away again.
Ling Ruoke spent the entire afternoon tidying up the house and doing all the laundry. Although Li Jun was taking care of the children, the house had become quite messy after a week of not cleaning. By the time she finished, it was already evening, and time to prepare dinner.
Ling Ruoke took the things she bought for He Beibei to Li Jun, and specifically told her and He Jingwen to come over for dinner that evening. They had been taking care of their son these past few days, so she should at least invite them over for a meal. Although it's normal for you to help me and I to help you without being polite, now that she was back, inviting them over for dinner would also give Li Jun a break.
When Li Jun saw the clothes and toys Ruoke bought for her daughter, she couldn't help but say, "Why do you always buy her so many nice things every time you go out!"
That's all I'll say; I don't want to be pretentious.
Ling Ruoke smiled and said, "Our little beauty Beibei is so pretty, of course she has to be dressed up nicely, right Beibei?" After playing with the child for a while, she went to buy groceries and cook.
Li Jun stayed at home for a while, then came over to help.
The meal was almost ready when the two men returned. They had washed away the filth, but their hair was still wet. As soon as they entered, they spontaneously sat down at the table, sniffing the delicious aroma.
"My wife's cooking is still the best!" Huo Qingfeng said with a hint of pride, looking at the sumptuous meal and smelling the rich aroma in the air.
He Jingwen and Li Jun exchanged a smile, politely remaining silent. Besides, Ruoke's cooking was indeed excellent, and it seemed to be getting better and better.
"Son, come here, let Daddy give you a hug!" Huo Qingfeng slapped his thigh and called out to his son, who was engrossed in playing.
Ping An was playing with the toys his mother had bought for him when he heard his father calling him. He tilted his head to look at him, then turned back to play.
Just when Huo Qingfeng was angry and wanted to stand up and spank his little butt, he suddenly dropped the toy in his hand and jumped over like a little leopard, letting his father catch it and throw it up. Xiaopingan and Xiaofuan both like this tossing game. Not to mention that the two brothers have different parents, but they have similar temperaments and hobbies.
"You two, stop fooling around and sit down to eat." Ling Ruoke came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup and scolded her husband and son as they ran around.
Xiao Ping'an can now eat some soft foods, like tofu. Ling Ruoke gave him a plastic bowl, put some in it, and let him eat with a spoon. Otherwise, if he sees everyone else eating while he's just drinking milk, he'll start to fuss.
After a lively dinner, He Jingwen and Li Jun stayed for a while, but under the captain's bullying gaze, they sheepishly took their daughter home. The space was left for the family of three, mainly for this young couple in the prime of their lives.
Ling Ruoke wasn't stupid, nor was she an inexperienced young girl anymore; she could see the lust in her husband's eyes. So after resting for a while, she took her son to take a bath and then coaxed him to bed.
Huo Qingfeng had been waiting impatiently for a long time. Seeing his son pestering his mother for a story, showing no signs of sleepiness, he really wanted to resort to violence to solve the problem. Finally, when the little brat's eyes slightly closed, he was even more eager to pick up his wife and throw her into the bathroom.
Once she was sure her son was fast asleep, Ling Ruoke stood up. Turning her head, she saw her husband's eyes blazing with fury. A little shy, she smiled radiantly, her large eyes sparkling brightly.
Huo Qingfeng could no longer hold back. He hadn't seen his darling for a week and was going crazy with longing. He strode over, grabbed his darling around the waist, and carried him into the bathroom.
As soon as I entered, the bathroom door was kicked shut with a loud bang.
Ling Ruoke glared at him and said, "Making such a commotion, you'll regret it when you wake up our son!"
Huo Qingfeng ignored her, because his wife wasn't just glaring; she was giving him a real flirtatious look! He let out a low growl, pulled his wife close to his waist, and kissed her delicate lips. The sweet taste spurred him to go even deeper, almost roughly.
Ling Ruoke felt a slight pain, but she didn't flinch, letting out soft moans as she endured the burning passion her husband was giving her. Her mind was so hot she couldn't think straight, only of his burning lips and scalding hands. When she came to her senses, her clothes were already on the floor, kicked into a corner by her husband's large feet, who thought they were in the way. She couldn't help but think to herself: He's getting more and more rude! But if she could endure his rudeness like this for the rest of her life, that would be a kind of happiness!
"Wife, you're not paying attention!" Huo Qingfeng accused, then became even more passionate in his embrace, making it impossible for her to be distracted.
Inside the small bathroom, the temperature rose steadily, filled with soft, seductive moans and deep, labored growls, making those outside blush. But those inside were solely focused on their love and pleasure, oblivious to everything else.
After nearly an hour of entanglement in the bathroom, the door opened, and the man, naked, strode out carrying the equally naked woman, heading straight for the large, comfortable bed in the bedroom. Before they even reached the bed, the two of them collapsed onto it, beginning another round of passionate lovemaking.
Ling Ruoke felt like she was being driven mad by this extreme pleasure, yet she was powerless and unwilling to resist. She could only follow his rhythm, rising and falling in the sea of desire and love. A longing arose within her, a longing to be entangled like this for all eternity, so that no one could separate them!
The night deepened and grew cooler. But the temperature in the bedroom showed no sign of decreasing; in fact, it seemed to be rising. Seeing this, the moon, too embarrassed to listen any longer, quietly hid behind the clouds.
"Mommy, I need to pee..." A low murmur, like a bolt from the blue, instantly snapped the man and woman, lost in their passion, back to reality.
Ling Ruoke was still somewhat dazed when Huo Qingfeng had already wrapped the blanket around their bodies, letting out a defeated groan. Taking a deep breath to calm her uncontrollable agitation, she resignedly got up to help her son urinate. Fortunately, the little brat went back to sleep after he was done, and didn't bother his parents' intimate moment again.
Ling Ruoke couldn't help but chuckle as she watched her husband rush back with a dark expression. She glanced down at a certain spot and covered her mouth, laughing even more heartily.
"You little vixen, I'll teach you to be even more wicked!" Huo Qingfeng growled through gritted teeth, pouncing like a leopard and giving his prey another brutal beating.
As he licked his lips contentedly, Ling Ruoke collapsed into his arms like a rag doll, unable to even open her eyes. Whose chickens are these? They've already started crowing.
The man, who hadn't slept all night, looked down at his beautiful baby in his arms. She was still full of energy and showed no signs of having stayed up all night.
After all that commotion, Ling Ruoke didn't wake up even when Huo Qingfeng went to training, or when it was broad daylight and the surrounding noise was deafening. Finally, it was little Ping An who got hungry and woke his mother up.
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