Yun Jin realized that He Tingchuan was a troublemaker.
After scolding Liu Xiaoli away, another admirer appeared.
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow, and the way she looked at He Tingchuan made him want to beat all of them up.
Do they think he's having too good a life, and they're all coming to make things difficult for him?
He Tingchuan didn't want to spend his holiday sleeping on the floor.
All he wants is to hold his wife and sleep with his daughter, why is that so difficult?
Looking expressionlessly at the woman waiting under the ash tree in front of He Tingchuan's villa, Yun Jin looked at her, and when she looked at Yun Jin, she also looked at Yun Jin. Looking at Yun Jin with her fair skin and big eyes, she felt ashamed of herself.
So it turns out He Tingchuan likes this kind of girl.
The woman gave up. Her eyes welled up with tears. When she saw them coming, she covered her face and ran away crying without looking back.
Yun Jin: "......"
Victory without a fight?
He Tingchuan: "..."
baffling!
Little Rice Cake tilted her head and looked in the direction where the person was running away crying, wondering why everyone here seemed to be seriously ill.
Yun Jin carried Xiao Niangao home: "Let's go home. We won't go out anymore. Every time we go out, your dad's suitors come. I didn't know until they came that your dad is so popular. My daughter and I are probably being stared at like monkeys the whole way."
He Tingchuan felt embarrassed, guilty, and a little ashamed: "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. With your handsome looks and outstanding appearance, it's no wonder that people have their eyes on you." Yun Jin spoke the truth, which made He Tingchuan very happy.
He Tingchuan's lips curled into a smug smile.
The next moment, he was pinched and immediately put on a serious face, solemnly guaranteeing: "Wife, please investigate. I absolutely did not have any affairs. I have never spoken to them, and I don't even know their names. I am innocent."
"You'd better stay innocent. If I find out you've been flirting with other women or having an affair, you'll be sorry!" Yun Jin made a scissor gesture with her fingers, then hit him right where it hurt.
He Tingchuan's breath hitched, his muscles tensed, and his gaze toward Yun Jin was burning with possessiveness. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously swallowed. He had drunk a large glass of water before leaving home, but now his mouth was dry, and he was completely powerless against her.
Yun Jin had slept with He Tingchuan for almost a year, and she could tell what kind of reaction he would have just by looking into his deep eyes.
Tsk!
How sensitive!
shameless!
Yun Jin rolled her eyes at him and carried the little rice cake home.
Little Rice Cake perched on her shoulder, its big, bright eyes fixed on the person who had been left behind. It opened its mouth anxiously, making a hurried sound: "Ba ba..."
He Tingchuan's eyes lit up: "Little Rice Cake called me Daddy!"
"It can't be that fast. It's just babbling unconsciously, not 'Daddy.' Don't try to make yourself look good!" Little Niangao is only seven months old. Even if she's a language genius, she can't possibly start talking so early.
He Tingchuan didn't believe it: "Call me 'Dad' again, come and call me 'Dad' after me."
Little Rice Cake grinned foolishly, curiously watching the person speaking with their mouth opening and closing, their big, dark eyes filled with innocent cuteness.
He Tingchuan taught him a few times, but Xiao Niangao just smiled and wouldn't greet anyone.
He Tingchuan gave up.
Yun Jin got tired of holding the baby, so she handed the child to her.
Although Xiao Niangao is only seven months old, she has plenty of breast milk and a good appetite. She is not only growing better than other children, but also has long legs. She will definitely look like her father and have long legs in the future.
Now he weighs at least 24 or 25 pounds, all chubby. Everyone who sees him says, "This kid is so fat!"
Yun Jin was thin and frail, so she couldn't hold him for long; it was mostly He Tingchuan who carried Xiao Niangao.
For He Tingchuan, who has been training for many years, the weight of the small rice cake is nothing.
As Yun Jin handed the child over, He Tingchuan took the opportunity to hug her and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry. I really don't know those women. I've always been chaste and would never do anything reckless."
Yun Jin glanced at him sideways, giving him a look that he could interpret himself.
When Mrs. He heard the commotion, she came out to see what was going on and saw He Tingchuan clinging to his wife. It was unbearable to look at. How come she never knew that her youngest son was so clingy to his wife?
When He Tingchuan saw his mother looking over, he remained calm, as if nothing had happened. He released Yun Jin and walked ahead while holding Xiao Niangao, asking, "Mom, what are we having for lunch? Do you need my... my wife's help?"
I almost let it slip.
When Yun Jin came to the capital, she repeatedly warned him not to act so virtuous when he returned to the capital, lest his mother find out that he did most of the housework at the residence, and his mother would feel sorry for her son.
Actually, Mrs. He had already figured it out.
What do you mean, "my wife"? He just wanted to help!
Madam He saw through it but didn't say anything: "Braised pork, and we also ordered a roast duck, and a few side dishes." Then she looked at Yun Jin: "Yun Jin likes to eat fish, and we happen to have some large yellow croaker delivered to our house, so I'll make you a steamed yellow croaker."
“Okay, I’ll help Mom!” Yun Jin said, looking eager to help.
Mrs. He smiled and nodded, handing her a clove of garlic and a piece of ginger, telling her to peel and wash them. All the other dishes were prepared, and Yun Jin used the excuse of learning cooking skills to keep Mrs. He company in the kitchen.
He Tingchuan was playing with Xiao Niangao in the living room. Xiao Niangao can now sit and crawl, and she was having a great time playing on the sofa. He Tingchuan would occasionally glance at Yun Jin, who was wearing an apron and helping out in the kitchen, watching her mother cook.
Noticing his gaze, Yun Jin looked over, winked at him, and pointed to the little rice cake.
He Tingchuan immediately picked up the crawling little rice cake and brought it back, then looked towards the kitchen.
Yun Jin let him go. Why is she always watching her? She might even steal food.
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