Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

"Stupid girl..."

She immediately smelled the savage and damp breath on his body.

As soon as his body was weak, he was thrown down.

"Hey...Brother Donglin...Son...don't press our little friend...Look at little friend..."

The little friend had already been obediently lying on the children's bed next to him, sleeping very peacefully.

Usually, he seldom sleeps in the crib alone, because Yan Xixi is afraid that he will be lonely, so she always stays by his side, and it is convenient for him to breastfeed.After all, who wants to be left alone in the dark until they're three years old?Over time, so many nannies can only help, useless.

But now, the little friend was gently carried to the children's bed by the father with ulterior motives——temporarily left his throne.

The little guy suddenly changed places, but because he slept so sweetly, he didn't even notice that his territory was taken over.

"Hey, brother Donglin..."

"Shhhhhhh..."

At this moment, even if there is a war in this world, it can no longer stop someone.

Yan Xixi's body softened, and she fell into his arms.

"Brother Donglin..."

Someone answered all her noises with his mouth, and she giggled like a puddle of water, completely at his mercy.

At the most lingering moment, he stopped.

"Thin..."

His lashes almost touched her long ones.

"Woooooooo..."

"Xixi, have you ever regretted marrying me?"

"Woooooooo..."

"Thin!"

He saw his own reflection in her watery eyes.Before he could open his mouth, she had already grabbed him, and pressed his hot lips against him: "Brother Donglin... I knew that my little friend was so cute, we should have gotten married soon..."

He was relieved, and hugged her tightly, contented, what more could he ask for in this life!

Time is like water, time is like a shuttle.

On a crisp autumn morning, just as Wang Donglin stepped onto the garden track, two children, one big and one small, rushed up.

"Dad, you're late today..."

"Dad, we agreed to play today..."

He laughed loudly, holding his son with one hand, and hugging his little daughter with the other, his voice was surprisingly gentle: "Dad was late this morning when he went to the bathroom. No, he was only 10 minutes late."

The little girl said in a childish voice, "Dad, do you think my dress is beautiful today?"

The little girl has a pair of bright big eyes, long eyelashes, black hair, like a badge of brocade ink.Her little face is cuter than a red apple, especially when she smiles, her eyebrows are beaming, as if the whole world is illuminated in her eyes.

"Grandma said, if I wear this dress, I will be the most beautiful little girl in the world."

The little boy next to him said leisurely, "Grandma, this is a polite word."

He is six or seven years old, but he is much taller than children of the same age. He looks like an eight or nine-year-old adult, with neat sportswear, and he has the appearance of a little man.He is exactly like his father, young and mature.

The younger sister asked curiously, "Dad, what do you mean by polite words?"

Wang Donglin smiled: "This... grandma means that you are the most beautiful little girl."

The younger sister immediately clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, that's what it means..."

The elder brother is still idle: "Qiaohu said, modesty benefits, but full loss. Even if you are really the most beautiful, you should keep a low profile, understand?"

Wang Donglin couldn't hold back, he laughed loudly, "Did Qiaohu say that?"