"Woah woah woah woah" Xiaobao's loud cry was like an ear-piercing magic sound, instantly waking the two of them up from their beautiful dreamland.
Without saying a word, Luo Qingxue pushed Leng Yunting away from her body, immediately packed her clothes, put on her slippers, and ran out!
"Fuck!" Leng Yunting, who was pushed aside, lost control of his balance and rolled to the edge of the bed. He took the quilt with him and fell to the ground again.
He was hurt by the fall, his handsome face was wrinkled, and he was so angry!
He knew that Luo Qingxue would no longer want Xiaobao after she had him! He still had to give birth to a younger brother and sister to suppress the arrogance of this bastard Xiaobao! [
Although he felt very unhappy and uncomfortable, he still got up and walked downstairs to see why Xiaobao was crying so miserably.
Xiaobao's children's room.
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a smell of, well, how should I say, urine? The door was wide open, and Luo Qingxue was asking Xiaobao to take off his pants. The sheets were also thrown aside, and there were, well, some faint marks on them.
Okay, this kid wet the bed!
Leng Yunting looked at Xiaobao. The guy was still frowning, as if he was embarrassed and unwilling. Leng Yunting wanted to beat him again.
Hundan, you are here too! You wet the bed and made the whole house uneasy! He really regretted that Mao didn't shoot him against the wall...
Luo Qingxue took off Xiaobao's dirty pants and was about to change him into clean ones. When she saw her husband standing here stupidly, she immediately gave instructions: "Yunting, take these dirty pants and sheets."
Washed in the washing machine."
What the hell? Leng Yunting was angry. This little bastard interrupted our intimacy, so I have to deal with the aftermath? He immediately sternly frowned, and before he could say anything, Luo Qingxue immediately scolded: "Why?
Don’t you want to go quickly?”
"Yes, yes." His wife spoke, what else could he say? He could only pick up the dirty pants and sheets, throw them into the washing machine, and sighed helplessly as he watched the washing machine roll.
It is said that children are a sweet burden to their parents. He really felt that this stinky son was only a burden, not sweet!
After the clothes were washed, he arduously took them to dry, then turned back and walked to the room. He watched his wife sitting by the bed, patting Xiaobao's little body, humming children's songs, and letting his son take a peaceful nap.
Leng Yunting couldn't help but lament that in front of his son, he was a complete second-class citizen!
Seeing that Xiaobao has fallen asleep peacefully, if I don’t do it now, when will I wait?
Without saying a word, Leng Yunting picked up Luo Qingxue and hurried back to the second floor. Before Luo Qingxue could react, he pushed her onto the bed sheets, and then he ran over and closed the door.
, locked up. His strong body immediately covered him up and continued his unfinished business.