Tang Shiyi couldn't dodge, but her giggle never stopped.

"The kids are all going back to sleep, I will sleep with you tonight."

"So what?" He Yanlie kissed him tightly on Shi Yi's neck, and said vaguely.

That gentle kiss, coupled with the low whisper in my ears, is even more fascinating than the touching love words.

Tonight, Tang Shiyi didn't hide from him.

Not to mention these romantic things that moved him to do with his children.

As her husband, a normal man, this need is inevitable.

What's more, before that, they had been separated for four years.

"We go to take a shower first, I will wash it first, and then you blow my hair after washing, dry my hair and we will go to bed, and you can sleep anyway."

When Tang Shiyi was about to get rid of her clothes, she pressed her big hand that was causing trouble, her blurred eyes returned to clearness, and she held He Yanlie's little face in her hands and said softly.

He Yanlie stopped, and looked at her with deep and hot black eyes. The dark eyes looked like two vortexes, which were about to absorb all the souls in.

He gasped and said hoarsely, "Don't you wash together?"

"No, it's inconvenient."

She is still in a special period and is not elegant.

"Hu..." He Yanlie took a deep breath, still not satisfied and had nowhere to vent. When he withdrew his hand, he pinched Tang Shiyi.

Tang Shiyi immediately glanced at her coquettishly, blushing like a red cherry.

Standing straight from the man's gentle arms, Tang Shiyi went to the cloakroom to take the changing pajamas and quickly slipped into the bathroom.

He Yanlie put his hands on his hips and looked at the direction of the bathroom.

In the luxurious and romantic bedroom, the man who has always been high and has a good planner scratched his short hair in a very frustration.

...

After Tang Shiyi finished taking a shower, she had almost half an hour after taking a skin care.

When she walked into the bedroom, the handsome man sitting by the bed playing with the hair dryer raised his black eyes slightly.

“It’s washed.”

"Yes." Tang Shiyi took off his hair wrapped in a towel.

The half-dry and messy draped over the shoulders look a bit lazy and beautiful.

He Yanlie patted the position beside him: "Come here, I'll blow your hair."

"Don't you take a shower first?"

"I'll wash your hair after blowing you." Under the warm light, the man's gentle face became softer and deeper, and the shallow smile on the corners of his lips made people feel moved.

Tang Shiyi bit her pink and red lips, then walked over shyly, looking a little shy and naughty.

She took off her shoes and walked onto the bed.

"How to get so many rose petals?"

After the romance, you still have to consider how to sleep with rose petals on this bed?

"I'll do it."

He Yanlie put the hair dryer in his hand on the bedside table, then opened a corner and signaled her to stand over.

Tang Shiyi stood up well, raised an eyebrow at her, signaling that he could start performing.

After He Yanlie understood it, he grabbed the edge of the quilt with his big hand and shook it hard.

The colorful rose petals fell from the air and the kind of petal rain fell from the air.

They are all over the place, with a fresh and sweet fragrance of roses.

The beauty is extremely gorgeous.

He Yanlie shook the petals beside the bed, then put the bed down, sat down, and patted his thighs.

"Come." While speaking, he still didn't forget to hint at the little woman standing there with ambiguous eyes.

Tang Shiyi smirked and walked over immediately.

Then he found a comfortable position beside He Yanlie, lying down on his legs.

Anyway, he has to take a shower, his hair is not dry, and it’s nothing to wet his pants.

He Yanlie looked at her cute behavior with gentle eyes: "Have you lie down?"

"Okay, come on." Tang Shiyi signaled that he could serve.

"Okay, madam." He Yanlie cooperated.

He turned on the hair dryer very gentlemanly, and his other slender and clean hand gently fiddled with the wet hair.

A comfortable hot wind sounded in his ears, and Tang Shiyi lay there crossed his legs, enjoying the top-notch treatment.

The two are not like couples who have been married for more than five years, they are completely lovers in love.

Still the kind in idol dramas.

After a while of drying his hair, He Yanlie was about to get up and take a shower.

Now it's Tang Shiyi's turn to take the initiative.

She spoke in a lying position, with her little arm supporting her side brain, a beautiful woman lying on her side, and a strand of hair wrapped around her hand.

"Go and wash quickly, I'll wait for you in the bed." Tang Shiyi let go of the hair on her fingertips and patted the position beside the bed. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, pure, charming and seductive.

He Yanlie smiled meaningfully, said nothing, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

In less than three minutes, the bathroom door opened, comparable to the speed of a combat bath.

"Madam, I'm here for my husband." The man's low voice was a little excited.

Tang Shiyi: "!"

"So quickly? Have you washed?"

She just found her phone and clicked on it. Before she could read the news, he had already come out.

If I hadn't seen the mist on his body, I wouldn't believe that the great devil who was obsessed with cleanliness would have come out so casually and so quickly!

How...hungry!

He Yanlie walked to the bed and glanced at the little woman lying on the bed from a high place. Her handsome face was deep and her eyes were hot.

He turned off the lamp, lifted the quilt and lay in, pressed the soft little woman on the bed, and punished him: "Let me get it?"

Tang Shiyi was so embarrassed that she couldn't stand it and quickly explained: "No, I didn't mean that, I was talking about... Um!"

Before he could finish his words, all the rest of the words were swallowed by his domineering kiss.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Tang Shiyi was sleeping in a daze. She saw a well-dressed man walking to the door and opening it.

As soon as the door was opened, triplets in cartoon pajamas appeared neatly.

Little Rouru was the most impatient. He raised a small face with a pink and jade-like face to look at his daddy: "Dad, do I have a sister?"

The little guy has a bright smile, cute and handsome, the kind that warms people's hearts.

Tang Shiyi heard the child's tender voice say such shocking words, and she was so ashamed that she pulled the quilt up and covered her head.

He Yanlie glanced at the suffocating little dumpling in the quilt behind him and chuckled softly: "I don't know yet, but don't worry. If there was no sister, Daddy would work hard, and there would always be something."

"You guy..." Tang Shiyi felt like she was burning.

This person actually told the child this, which is so shameless.

And why does this sound like a pitfall? She doesn't get pregnant for a day, so he has to drive the child to sleep by himself every night.

It's really a black-hearted!

"Mommy, what's wrong with you?" The fort stepped forward and cared for him very considerately.

Although the fort is calm and precocious, he is still a child after all, and he doesn't understand what's wrong with his parents.
Chapter completed!