"There is still one now!" Li Juefeng looked at the saliva on his face with disgust, and his eyes clearly said, "Stop making excuses..."
"..."
Len hurriedly wiped it off with his hands, his face stern.
Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Juefeng with some resentment and explained solemnly, "It was because Ziqi kissed him that he behaved like this."
Li Juefeng raised his eyebrows, as if he understood, looked at Len condescendingly, and said seriously, "Really? Then don't take advantage of your sister next time."
"..."
Len almost stumbled and fell down the stairs.
Gu Xiaoai looked helplessly at Li Juefeng, this man... dares to have a normal sense of right and wrong in his son and daughter? Who takes advantage of whom...
"Ang, ang..." The perpetrator looked innocent and danced while sitting in the stroller.
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The sun is warm, the breeze lifts the gauze beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the air is filled with a light floral fragrance.
Gu Xiaoai stood on the balcony outside the master bedroom, holding a twice-revised version of the script in her hand, talking on the phone with her team, thinking about how to make her first comeback movie more perfect.
After taking a sip of tea, Gu Xiaoai hung up the phone, stood on the edge of the balcony and looked down.
I saw Li Juefeng leading Len back leisurely after playing football. Len held the big football in his little hands and raised his head to look at Li Juefeng from time to time.
Li Juefeng's sleeves were rolled up to his arms, and he was talking to him with his head lowered. His profile was handsome and his features were deep, and he was teaching him seriously.
Len naturally listened very seriously. He threw the football up, kicked it with his toes, and tried to kick the football backwards. When he lifted his heels to follow his feet, the football moved freely and uncontrollably...
Li Juefeng picked up the ball and performed it again smoothly.
Len's eyes showed admiration again.
Watching them walking all the way home, Gu Xiaoai concentrated for a long time, a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of her lips, and she stared at the two faces, one big and one small...
After a long time, Gu Xiaoai turned around and read the script again.
A pair of arms wrapped around her slim waist, the warmth of her fingertips touched her waist through her skirt, a head leaned on her shoulder, buried in the hollow of her shoulder and took a deep breath.
"Li Juefeng, your policy for your son is to give him a candy after a slap in the face?" Gu Xiaoai asked. She didn't believe that Li Juefeng really thought their son was a drooling child.
“It smells so good.”
Li Juefeng didn't answer the question, he buried his face in her neck, gently kissed her soft skin with his thin lips, rubbed it repeatedly, and his hands began to wander around her body irregularly.
"Also, Li Juefeng, even if you were good at football before, you don't have time to play football now. Why are you so good at freestyle football?" Gu Xiaoai tried to open his claws with her hand, but couldn't push it out.
, her head was forced to the side, allowing him to kiss her neck from behind more comfortably...
"Gu Xiaoai, you smell very good." Li Juefeng took in the scent of her body. He bit open her collar and continued to move his thin lips abrasively.
"Li Juefeng..." Gu Xiaoai frowned, and suddenly an idea flashed into her mind, "You won't secretly practice freestyle football just for Len, right?"
Such a set of fluent movements, no matter how familiar you are before, will be awkward when you play them again...
But Li Juefeng's movements were too smooth.
Li Juefeng stopped kissing her, and Gu Xiaoai's eyes widened in shock, "Is this really true? When did you practice it? Why haven't I seen it before?"