She was so angry that she said so many words that were similar to resenting a woman.
After placing a pillow under his head, Han Jiangxue left the room.
When the door to the room was closed again, Yin Shengxuan's eyes opened immediately. His eyes were as bright as a torch, and there was no look like he had just fainted.
Yes, he was just pretending. His only thought at the time was that if he couldn't find a way to stay too lazy to leave, he would never have a chance again, so he threw himself to the ground without saying anything. Fortunately, Han Jiangxue was not cold-blooded.
To the extreme, both Mi Ai and Ming Mie said that Han Jiangxue's indifference was well-known in the killer world. In his opinion, it was okay.
Yin Shengxuan was lying on his side, tapping his penis without rhythm with one hand. Judging from his proud expression, he was in a good mood at the moment.
Yes, it's okay. He has a son. Now he wants to go out and hug his son and give his son a good kiss, but it doesn't work. He is still injured. Will he be kicked out if he goes out now?
"Yes, if you endure it for a while, it will be worth it for a lifetime." Yin Shengxuan thought while comforting himself and telling himself not to be impulsive.
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, in just one night, he would have a son. He lay there and glanced up and down his body, feeling extremely proud and narcissistic.
I, Yinshengxuan, am still very powerful, this is my capital to show off, I have to show it off to them sometime."
Among them, although they all live on the cusp of the storm, among these people, Yin Shengxuan's life is the most comfortable. Although it is very cumbersome and tiring, after all, he does not have to lick his life. He has a son.
Being so happy, the other guys want to have a comfortable home.
It’s not how rich you are, how powerful you are, how big your house is, or how fancy your car is that makes you a home, but having a wife and children is what you call home.
"Oops..." Yin Shengxuan jumped up from his bed, "Damn, I can't help it anymore." The words he just said to comfort himself are all nonsense. His wife and son are outside, he can lie down inside.
That's weird.
Yin Shengxuan grabbed a few handfuls of hair irritably, put on his shirt and left the room.
His guest room was originally on the first floor. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Jiangxue and the little guy sitting on the ground stacking blocks. The little guy wanted to be the best like his mother. Han Jiangxue had just piled them into a shape.
The little guy pushed him down in one fell swoop and even clapped his hands with a smile on his face.
Han Jiangxue was not angry either, and she had a good temper. In the eyes of Yin Shengxuan, Han Jiangxue was not the famous agent killer on the road. She was now a gentle mother. She was not irritable, indifferent, and caring.
It’s just wireless tenderness for your own children.
Seeing such a harmonious scene, the corners of Yin Shengxuan's mouth rose.
Suddenly there was a feeling of happiness.
"Mom, you are a bad person." Although the little guy can speak, some of the chatty words he said are not very clear. Originally, he was waiting for his mother to pile up the blocks, and then he waited for the pile to be pushed.
When I looked up, I saw Bad Leng (person) behind my mother. My mother said he was from Bad Leng (person).
Han Jiangxue turned around after hearing this. When she saw Yin Shengxuan standing behind her and snickering, the gentle smile on your face immediately turned into indifference, "Why did you wake up so quickly?"
"I've been on the plane for too long, and my body can't bear it. I feel better after taking a rest." He had been in the room by himself for half an hour.