She immediately smelled the wild and moist scent on his body.
As soon as her body went limp, she was knocked down by him.
"Hey...Brother Donglin...child...stop pressing down on our little friend...look, little friend..."
The little friend was already lying on the children's bed next to him, sleeping very peacefully.
Normally, he rarely sleeps alone in a children's bed, because Yan Xixi is afraid of his loneliness, so he always stays by his side, and it is convenient for him to feed. After all, before the age of three, who wants to stay alone in the dark? Over time, so many people
The nannies can only help out and serve no purpose.
However, now the little friend was gently carried to the children's bed by his father with ulterior motives - temporarily leaving his throne.
The little guy suddenly changed places, but because he was sleeping so sweetly, he didn't even notice that his territory was occupied.
"Hey, Brother Donglin..."
"Shh...shh..."
At this moment, even if there is a war in this world, it can no longer stop someone's progress.
Yan Xixi's body softened and she fell into his arms.
"Brother Donglin..."
Someone answered all her noises with his mouth, and she giggled wildly, like a puddle of water, completely at his mercy.
At the most lingering moment, he stopped.
"Carefully..."
His eyelashes almost touched her long eyelashes.
"Woooooooo..."
"Xixi, do you ever regret marrying me?"
"Woooooooo..."
"Careful!"
He saw his reflection in her watery eyes. Before he could speak, she had already grabbed him, and her hot lips were pressed against him: "Brother Donglin... I should have known that my little friend is so cute.
We should get married as soon as possible..."
He felt relieved and hugged her tightly, contented. What more could he ask for in this life!
Time is like water, and years are like a shuttle.
One crisp autumn morning, Wang Donglin had just stepped onto the garden track when two children, one big and one small, ran up.
"Dad, you are late today..."
"Dad, we agreed to play basketball today..."
He laughed heartily, holding his son with one hand and picking up his little daughter with the other. His voice was surprisingly gentle: "Dad was delayed in going to the bathroom this morning. No, he was only ten minutes late."
The little girl said in a sweet voice: "Dad, do you think my dress is beautiful today?"
The little girl has a pair of bright big eyes, long eyelashes, and black hair that looks like a emblem. Her little face is cuter than a red apple, especially when she smiles, her eyebrows are beaming, as if the whole world is being reflected in her eyes.
Bright.
"Grandma said that if I put on this skirt, I will be the most beautiful girl in the world."
The little boy next to me said casually: "Grandma, these are polite words."
He is six or seven years old, but he is much taller than other children of the same age. He looks like a young adult of eight or nine years old, with neat sportswear and a vague demeanor of a young man. He looks like his father, young and mature.
My sister asked curiously: "Dad, what do you mean by polite words?"
Wang Donglin smiled: "This... what grandma means is that you are the most beautiful little girl."
My sister immediately clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, that's what it means..."
However, the elder brother was still leisurely: "Qiaohu said, modesty will benefit, but it will be disadvantageous. Even if you are really the most beautiful, you still have to keep a low profile, understand?"
Wang Donglin couldn't hold back and laughed loudly, "Is this what Qiaohu said?"
