Pretty? A little bit! Cute? Didn’t realize it! At least, it can’t be compared with the little princess in his arms now.
"Not cute at all." Kaikai frowned displeased. "Mommy, can I stay with my sister tonight?"
"Okay." Leng Yan, who had been silent until now, spoke at this time.
Jiang Ruoxi couldn't help but be stunned by Leng Yan's words, "Leng Yan, your...daughter will cry at night."
"It's okay. As long as I'm with you, this little girl won't have any problems tonight." Xu Wan looked at Leng Yan like this. If she didn't say anything, he might become anxious.
Jiang Ruoxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She was the most relaxed tonight. Her daughter was not around and her son had returned to China. What else did she expect?
"Wife." Leng Yan stepped forward, took her into his arms, buried his face in her neck, and smelled her sweet fragrance.
"Why did you ask Kaikai to return to China without telling me in advance?" Jiang Ruoxi held his hand, not complaining, but happy. He always kept surprising him.
"I just want to make you happy." Leng Yan pushed aside her long hair and kissed her cheek, "Are you happy? You must miss your son after not seeing him for so long?"
"Well, it is right to let my son go abroad. I am very happy and relieved to see Kaikai like this now." My son has grown up a lot. Although he is still childish, he has matured a lot.
It feels sad but satisfying to let such a young son live such a life alone in a foreign country.
"Honey, shouldn't you also make me happy?" He pulled her over and faced her face to face. He loved the woman he loved most. As long as she was happy, he would be satisfied.
"Honey, have you endured it for more than a year?" Her arms were wrapped around his strong waist, and her face was buried in his chest. He protected her like a treasure and loved her like himself.
"You know it too!" Leng Yan looked at her face. He was waiting for her to give birth to her daughter safely and for her body to recover. If he hadn't seen her working so hard to raise her daughter, how could he let her go?
, he should have killed her hard long ago.
Jiang Ruoxi pushed him and said, "Go and take a shower! I'll put the bath water in for you."
"Wash together." Not allowing her to refuse, he pulled her into the bathroom and said, "Leng Yan."
"Call me husband." Leng Yan took off all her clothes in a few moments, and looked at the beautiful body in front of him, his eyes became even hotter.
"Don't be like this." Jiang Ruoxi had nowhere to hide. Although her body had recovered after giving birth, this was the first time she was in front of him like this.
Leng Yan took her into his arms, "Honey, tonight, you only belong to me, and you belong to me alone." He whispered in her ear, and the next second, his hot lips kissed her and hers.
Pink lips kissed every inch of her skin, "Oh, husband."
The warm shower head sprinkled water on them, and he kissed her, passionately and lingeringly, as if he wanted to integrate everything about her into his body.
He hugged her and walked out of the bathroom. On the big bed in the room, the two of them were entangled tightly, "Wife, I love you." These were the words deep in his heart.
His words made Jiang Ruoxi freeze up. She understood his love and had always understood it.
The fiery heat filled her body, suffocating her so tightly that she was at a loss what to do, "Don't..." She couldn't adapt and wanted to push him away.
"Honey, I haven't touched you for so long, do you still want to refuse?" Even if she refuses now, he can't let her go.
"No, please be gentler..." Jiang Ruoxi shyly buried her face in his arms.
Leng Yan turned over and said, "Who makes you so charming?" The next moment, he began to plunder her completely.
Endless love and affection, she could only endure his possession again and again, "Husband, love me forever."
"Okay, as long as you think about it, I will love you so much every day." Leng Yan's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. How could he not want to love her?
Jiang Ruoxi looked at the handsome man in front of her, the man she loved all her life, and her delicate body slightly arched to cater to his once again possession.
The night was getting darker and darker, but the room was filled with passion, and the cool moonlit night also looked bleak.
For almost a whole night, he possessed her like crazy, until she fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion. Looking at the traces of love left on her beautiful body, he gently took her into his arms and pushed her away.
He tangled the hair beside her cheek, and placed soft kisses on her cheeks.
Jiang Ruoxi was made uncomfortable by this itchy feeling, but the deep tiredness made her subconsciously want to push away, but a pair of iron arms hugged her tighter.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already noon, "Good afternoon, my wife."
Before she could recover, she was greeted with a firm kiss, "What time is it?"
Leng Yan took the watch from the bedside and said, "Well, if I get up now, I can make it in time for lunch."
"It's so late." Jiang Ruoxi was about to sit up, but she felt weak and sore all over her body, and she frowned slightly.
"Can't you get up? Then let's sleep for a while." Leng Yan stroked her back.
Jiang Ruoxi just leaned on her, "It's all your fault, last night..." So crazy, so wild, and so cold, just like years ago, regardless of whether she could bear it.
"Okay, I understand, I will be gentler at night." Leng Yan chuckled.
The two of them still wanted to sleep together quietly like this, but there was a knock on the door, "Daddy, Mommy, my aunt said you can go downstairs for dinner. Tangtang is clamoring for Mommy." Normally, they would just break the door and enter.
The little guy now knows how to be polite.
Just as Jiang Ruoxi was about to stand up, Leng Yan grabbed her waist tightly, "I know." He answered on behalf of his wife.
"Get up! Didn't you just say you knew?" Jiang Ruoxi didn't think he was planning to get up.
"Yeah." Leng Yan buried his face into her soft chest, "Our little princess's welfare is so good." He gently bit the pink stamen on her chest through the thin nightgown.
"Why are you like this? How can my daughter grow up without breastfeeding?" Jiang Ruoxi murmured. He has indeed been restrained for too long. Looking at him now, not only does he look like a young boy who is dissatisfied with his sexual needs, but he also doesn't know how to control himself.
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Leng Yan got up reluctantly, "Honey, it's just the two of us tonight?"
"No, I have to stay with my daughter tonight." Jiang Ruoxi got up and walked into the dressing room. She couldn't stand being tormented by him like this every night.
"Wife, I am your husband." Leng Yan was wearing a nightgown and leaning against the door, watching her quickly change her clothes.
"Yes, you are a husband, not a six-month-old daughter." Jiang Ruoxi washed herself briefly, reminded the stalwart man in front of her, and walked downstairs.
At sunset in the afternoon, Jiang Ruoxi was sitting under an umbrella in the garden with her daughter in her arms. The little princess was still very well-behaved. She just had enough to eat and did not cry or fuss. She only hoped that her daughter could grow up happily and healthily. Other than that, she did not
Force.
Looking at her daughter with her eyes open and curiously looking at the scene in front of her, the corners of her lips raised, hoping that her daughter could be happier than her, happier than her, and have a man who loves her, just like her name, Tang
Sugar, sweetness for a lifetime.
Leng Yan walked towards her with steady steps. With Ruoxi, he was very happy, but he still owed her a wedding, a wedding that he gave with sincerity and true love.