Li Beichen had black hair, and her hands were so soft and warm, he almost exploded when she touched them.
The hoarse voice was full of dangerous complaints, "Little hooligan."
Wen Ning's face turned red. Please, she just wanted to chop her hands off. Her fingertips were slightly numb, and her scalp was also numb.
She explained with a headache, "I didn't mean it, I came in to get some clothes..."
"Don't explain. Putting aside everything else, I know you are very satisfied with using it." The corners of the man's mouth suddenly curled up slightly, and his voice was hoarse and full of confidence.
"..." Wen Ning had never seen such a shameless person, and he was dumbfounded.
Her heartbeat was beating like a balloon about to burst. She had a charming little face, a bit red, and her almond-shaped eyes dyed with water vapor inadvertently added a touch of charm.
She bit her lip. She was at a disadvantage as a woman and didn't know how to refute such a topic.
She looked annoyed and charming, biting her lip, just like when she was forced to retreat by him on the bed...
Li Beichen's eyes suddenly darkened and he breathed heavily. He couldn't help but twist her chin, lowered his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled evilly, "Why don't you speak? You acquiesced? Last time, you dared to say that my skills were not good..."
"By default, you are tall!"
With a 'whoop' sound, Wen Ning pushed his solid body away desperately. The man's muscles were very hot, filled with the strength of his prime.
She was about to be burned, her cheeks turned red and she was angry, "Please, Mr. Li, please be more respectful. What do you want to do with your pretense at me?"
Do you need me to put the words 'Li Xiangwan's kissing fiancé' on your forehead?"
"..." The corner of Li Beichen's mouth twitched, and he scratched his head and made a gesture...
His handsome face turned dark, but this woman knew how to put out all ambiguities with a basin of cold water.
The atmosphere became stiff, and the man silently stepped back a few inches. He also released his big hands from her waist, and coldly pulled the towel away. His voice sounded a bit dissatisfied, "You don't mean to seduce me? Get out of here."
Haven’t seen enough?”
Please, brother, whose home is this?
When you come to my house to take a shower, who is trying to seduce whom?
Wen Ning stared at his arrogant figure speechlessly, with a blushing face and disdain, "There's nothing good to see, except for being bigger. There are a lot of them."
"..." Li Beichen's veins are bulging. There's nothing interesting to see?
Does she understand how lucky she is, this bastard woman? The man bit his cheek and said, "Do you still have a sense of shame?... What does it mean to have too much? How many big ones have you seen?"
"I have been an andrologist in the past three years. Mr. Li, Mr. Li, is so forgetful.
If you care very much, then let me comfort you, it’s great, great, um..."
The soft voice, so wonderful, almost made Li Beichen uneasy again.
His eyes darkened.
Walking out with a dark face, he happened to see her switch for a second, and she was gentle and gentle in front of Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, have you had dinner?"
"No, Daddy won't cook for me. Mommy, I'm so hungry and pitiful."
Wen Ning turned around and immediately glared at Li Beichen, then walked to the kitchen anxiously.
Li Beichen looked at his miserable son with a faint look, and sneered, "If you expect her to cook, you might as well starve to death. Her craftsmanship is completely incomparable to your father's!"
I'm speechless. You may have some cooking skills, but you'll get bored if you eat too much.
Mommy's cooking is delicious. He secretly ate it several times and fell in love with it.
After a while, Li Beichen noticed an unbelievable aroma coming from the kitchen.
The man put one hand in his bag and couldn't help but walk over. The kitchen was not big. In the warm light, Wen Ning's dark hair was styled with chopsticks, casually and softly. A few strands of hair hung down from her cheeks, making her itch.
If she couldn't move it away, she would always shake it gently.
Li Beichen's eyes swept over the silk shirt and skirt that she had not yet had time to change into, revealing a pair of slim and straight calves.
Standing like this in the kitchen, she looked feminine and charming, and her profile was full of maternal tenderness.
He couldn't help but feel the heat in his Adam's apple, and moved his fingers slightly, almost wanting to go over and lift her hair away.
Before he could react, the man's big hand had already reached out.
"What are you doing?" Wen Ning turned around and saw his deep face, and was slightly shocked.
"Ahem." Li Beichen's face darkened in response to her precautions, "I'm afraid that if you can't see it, I'll be cut by a knife, and my son will have to order takeout."
"..." Crow Mouth.
Wen Ning quickly put the food in the pot.
Li Beichen looked at it and was a little surprised. Steamed eggs with meatloaf, braised pork ribs, a delicious vegetable soup, corn and carrots and shrimps were put together to form the eight-treasure rice that children like very much. In just ten minutes, there was also a soufflé dessert.
Seeing his critical eyes on the dessert, Wen Ning said coldly, "Low sugar and low fat, suitable for children."
Li Beichen looked at her.
His sharp eyes glanced at the living room again. There was a children's chair next to the dining room.
He noticed it just after he came in.
Somewhat strange.
The man asked in a low voice, "How do you know how to cook such children's food?"
"There is a children's dining chair in the living room, but Jiujiu has never been to your place. Could it be that there are other children?"
"..." Wen Ning was stunned, and her hands were shaking in fear. Damn it, that was Mo Bao's dining chair. She forgot to put it away.
A hundred secrets and a sparse.
She explained angrily, "... I bought the dining chairs in advance thinking that Jiujiu might come."
Li Beichen narrowed his eyes and said, "The one I bought is very suitable. You seem to be no stranger to raising children?"
Three years ago, she killed a child and escaped. Logically speaking, she could not have the experience of Milkman.
Wen Ning immediately looked at him with contempt and mocked, "Of course I'm not a stranger. I did a lot of homework when I was pregnant. When you and Li Xiangwan were messing around and sent me to a mental hospital, I didn't even know how old the child was.
Everything has been thought out.”
When Li Beichen mentioned that paragraph, he suddenly became speechless and his face darkened.
Perhaps he was arbitrary in sending her for treatment, but at that time, he wanted to protect the health of the fetus.
This woman seemed to love her children very much, but what happened... He took a deep breath, knowing that if he continued speaking, he would open the wound again.
Wen Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him shut up.
This scumbag doesn't deserve to know that his two children are alive and well.
She carefully hid the calligraphy treasure, but when she turned her head and saw the small figure entering the room outside the door, she was so frightened that she almost breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo...Mo Bao, what is this guy doing? Why did he come in!
At this time, Li Beichen also turned his head and saw the little boy standing with Jiujiu. He frowned, "Who is this?"
Wen Ning's heart almost stopped and he stared, not knowing how to react.
Jiujiu walked over mischievously, glanced at Mommy secretly, looked at his little brother with a smart and suppressed smile, and said, "Mommy, I want to sleep at your place tonight, so I ordered a takeaway and delivered some toothbrushes."
Bring up the face towel."
Wen Ning looked at Mo Bao, who was wearing a mask and a hat, and was wrapped up tightly. His heart felt like he was on a roller coaster, and he gasped again and again.
She understood what trick these two little things were playing, and her pretty face suddenly darkened.
Is Li Beichen so funny? I really wanted to spank them, and just as he was about to take the things, he quickly chased Mo Bao away.
Li Beichen's big hand took the bag first. He stared at the 'kid' delivering the food, frowned and looked at it again and again, and asked in a low voice, "You are here to deliver food at such a young age? Whose child are you from?"
"..." Wen Ning was speechless. How is your family?
She wanted to stop Li Beichen's sight and throw Mo Bao out.
As a result, the man squatted down, stared sharply at Mo Bao's little face under the mask, and said, "You look familiar, kid."
Wen Ning almost wanted to jump off the building. How could he not be familiar with a kid who looked exactly like Jiujiu?