Chapter 43 Persuasion
After lunch, the family of four went to the playground on the second floor of the mall.
Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang are regular customers. After putting on anti-slip socks, they run as fast as they can, as if they are familiar with the route.
In such a place, not only the children are liberated, but the parents can also take a break.
Chen Yun and his wife found a seat where they could overlook the entire venue and sat down, keeping their eyes on where the child ran to.
After watching for a while, Song Fenglin felt a little drowsy.
He took off his glasses and relaxed, pinching his thigh to concentrate, but his head couldn't help nodding.
Chen Yun generously offered her shoulder: "Lean on it and sleep for a while."
Then he suggested: "Or you can go back first? I can keep an eye on it."
Song Fenglin couldn't leave her, and didn't want to miss this moment when everyone was together, so he snuggled up to her side and said, "Just sleep for half an hour."
He was tall, and this posture was actually quite awkward for him. Plus it was so noisy here, he opened his eyes after just a few minutes.
Chen Yun noticed the slight movement and tilted her head: "Don't you want to sleep for a while?"
Song Fenglin has always been a light sleeper, and this was purely due to the aftereffects of alcohol.
He shook his head, realizing belatedly that this action was like being coquettish, and stopped moving: "Where are they?"
Chen Yun pointed it out to him, and just in time her eyes met those of her children who were playing bowling. She waved to them to come over for some water.
Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang ran so hard in just a few minutes that they were sweating all over. Their cheeks were as red as apples and their bangs were soaked and stuck to their foreheads.
The energy of the preschoolers burned brightly over the next few hours, and Chen Yunguang felt a little tired just sitting next to them and watching.
Seeing that the time was almost up, she said, "I'm going home to cook first. You guys will come back later."
Song Fenglin: "Okay."
Taking care of children is actually an easy job, but getting them to go home for dinner is a real challenge.
When facing their father, the brother and sister were so bold as to refuse to obey him. If you didn't know them well, you would think they had encountered human traffickers.
But after all, the arm was no match for the thigh, so he just followed with his eyebrows lowered.
Song Fenglin suffered a lot since childhood, so it is inevitable that he spoils his next generation.
Of course he knew what kind of education method was right, and on the other hand he had a psychological sense of compensation for his past self, so when he passed by the stationery store, he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask: "Do you want to buy something?"
There is no kid who says no.
The brother and sister happily spent ten dollars each, and they were the best couple in the world with their dad.
Song Fenglin was also happy, as if he could see the small gap in his heart being filled with cement.
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At this time, Chen Yun was cooking the last dish at home.
Her cooking skills were OK, but she thought the weather was too hot and she didn't want to cook much, so she just made one meat dish and one vegetable dish perfunctorily. Thinking that was a little insufficient, she cut a plate of watermelon to make up the number.
When her husband and children came home, she was just chewing the red spot on the watermelon rind. The juice dripped down her jawline and spread out on the collar of her clothes, looking cute and rough.
Song Fenglin handed her a tissue: "I'll eat it later, so it won't be wasted."
Chen Yun threw the melon rind away before taking it and wiping it on her mouth twice: "Serve the rice."
He shouted again: "Wash your hands!"
No need to name names, everyone knows what to do.
Perhaps because they had consumed too much in the afternoon, the children were very enthusiastic about dinner and started to eat right away from their bowls.
Chen Xingyue took a break from her busy schedule to praise her: "My mother's cooking is the best."
Give her a sweet mouth.
Chen Yun pinched her face lovingly and picked up another piece of water spinach with chopsticks: "Then eat more."
Chen Xingyue opened her mouth obediently and cutely, which made people like her so much.
Chen Xinyang was not so honest and quietly pushed the dish to the edge of the bowl.
Chen Yun didn’t think being picky about food was a big problem. After all, she was even more picky about food when she was a child.
She said, "Yangyang, just eat three bites of the vegetables. Mom will stir-fry broccoli for you tomorrow."
Chen Xinyang could barely eat three bites and agreed without much bargaining.
He can count to ten now, and after eating, he holds up three fingers to show his mother.
Chen Yun boasted that he was the best kid in the world, and even a hint of genuine emotion could be seen in her expression.
Chen Xinyang enjoyed it very much and said, "I can eat a lot more."
He ate the rest of the food and showed the empty bowl to everyone.
Chen Yun and Song Fenglin applauded together, feeling that being a parent does require a lot of sacrifice. They looked at each other and held back their laughter.
Chen Xinyang had no idea that the adults had superb "acting skills" and even shouted to her sister: "I am the first place~"
He looks like he deserves a beating.
Chen Xingyue acted like an adult and snorted, "Childish."
I get angry when the enemy doesn't move.
Chen Xinyang's chubby little face was puffed up like a pufferfish, and he went to play with the car with the sound of clattering footsteps for a while.
Chen Xingyue's years of eating were not in vain. She won effortlessly and stood up and announced loudly: "I've finished eating too!"
Chen Yun sent her out to play and cleared the table herself.
Song Fenglin went to the balcony to collect clothes without being told to do so.
Whoever does the work knows how much housework there is.
Chen Yun felt that she didn't do much and just kept spinning like a top all night. After putting her two children to sleep, she sat on the sofa tiredly and in a daze.
Song Fenglin came back from throwing away the garbage, looked at her and said, "Take a shower and go to bed early."
Chen Yun: "I don't want to move."
She fell backwards, with one leg raised rudely, and lay on her back looking at the ceiling, the hem of her dress flying up, revealing her slender waist.
There was only a warm yellow light on in the living room. She half-closed her eyes subconsciously, looking lazy and comfortable.
Song Fenglin's heart felt as if it was scratched by a kitten's claws.
He has indeed been thinking about sex recently, and even his man's body's instinctive reactions have been aroused. It is perfectly reasonable for him to have some small thoughts at this moment.
Almost controlled by desire, he sat on the edge of the sofa with his thighs touching the top of her head.
Chen Yun sensed someone approaching, and one of her eyes opened a little and then drooped again, so submissive that she had no defenses at all.
It is true that they are husband and wife, and it seems natural for them to be very close, but Song Fenglin is still happy about it.
He tried to test his importance in her heart, but he was afraid that he had misunderstood her expression yesterday, and he was also afraid of getting a more affirmative answer. He was in a dilemma and took back his hand that was about to touch her collar: "Go back to bed."
Chen Yun agreed with a nasal tone, and stayed for a while before getting up to take a shower.
She was really sleepy, so after washing she said good night vaguely and went into bed.
There seemed to be something touching in the fragrance of the shower gel, which made Song Fenglin unable to restrain himself.
He took a long time taking a shower in the bathroom, and when he came out he still felt a little empty, with his arms around his wife's waist.
Chen Yun subconsciously moved closer to him, touching him all over, but she was unaware and sleeping soundly.
Song Fenglin murmured to himself: "I am such a man."
He sighed helplessly and slowly freed his hands and feet.
Although the movements were very gentle, Chen Yun still hummed twice in dissatisfaction.
Song Fenglin finally couldn't help it.
He pressed his fingers against Chen Yun's face and brushed her lips gently.
As if a feather was tickling her, Chen Yun slowly opened her eyes.
She was still a little sleepy, and her voice was unclear: "It seems there are mosquitoes."
Song Fenglin's kiss became stronger, his hand slid down her shoulder, and he chuckled, "No mosquitoes."
After ten years of marriage, Chen Yun is very clear about what is happening now.
Her consciousness slowly returned, and all she said was a coquettish tone: "Song Fenglin, I'm so sleepy."
Yes, she is very sleepy.
Song Fenglin retracted all the waves that his heart had sent out, and his palm still caressed her face with warmth: "Go to sleep, good night."
At this moment he was still trying to convince himself that rejection had nothing to do with a definite answer.
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