Chapter 544: Spring is beautiful in the red tent 25
"Think about it." Lin Feiwan pressed her head against his chest. For the first time, she felt that there was really no need to hide this issue. Love is love.
"How come Wanwan becomes so well-behaved after not seeing each other for a moment? Did Mo Xianchen eat a lot of candies for Wanwan?"
"You didn't eat sugar, you drank honey." Lin Feiwan continued his words and retorted interestingly.
"This can't be done. How can Wanwan drink honey to herself without caring about her husband? So Wanwan must compensate her husband well."
"Okay, compensation"
Lin Feiwan clearly knew the meaning of Xiao Che's words. She changed her usual coy behavior and agreed boldly.
Xiao Che hugged Lin Feiwan and leaned against the door. He stopped and looked Lin Feiwan up and down. Then he said uncertainly: "Wanwan, tell my husband, is this a dream?"
"Okay, I'll tell you"
Lin Feiwan clung to Xiao Che's neck, then raised her lips and kissed Xiao Che gently
"Now do you believe this is not a dream?" Lin Feiwan shyly buried her head in Xiao Che's arms, her little daughter's shyness fully exposed.
Xiao Che stared at Lin Feiwan's flushed face in disbelief. Her expression at the moment did not look like she was pretending. Suddenly, Xiao Che remembered what happened ten days ago.
When he had a definite answer in his heart, he kicked open the vermilion door, hugged Lin Feiwan and ran in eagerly.
The red rosy tent slowly descends, and the room is filled with beautiful spring light.
After the passion subsided, Xiao Che held the gentle Lin Feiwan in his arms and stroked her black hair. He still had obvious doubts about her current well-behaved nature.
Lin Feiwan saw that he was messing with her hair, so she turned around to face Xiao Che, reached out and untied the crown that bound his hair, and then intertwined her black hair with his black hair to form a row of hair.
Little black hair
Xiao Che saw that she was making up seriously and looked at her deeply without saying anything.
She suddenly became so tender, there must be a reason
"I've made it up, is it beautiful?" Lin Feiwan smiled childishly
Under the slow candlelight, Xiao Che looked at her smiling face, and his heart felt extremely warm.
"Wanwan"
Apart from hugging her into his arms and hugging her tightly, Xiao Che no longer knew what words to use to express his inner excitement and tenderness at this moment.
"Oh, I managed to make it up. I'm sorry if I mess it up."