Warm and Romantic Love

More than five o'clock in the afternoon, Qin yuan did not see his wife when he came back.

He handed his coat to Uncle Cheng. "Where's Xiaowen?"

"Take the young master to play in the pavilion."

Cheng Shule hehe tunnel, not surprised to see Qin yuan frown again.

The young master and the young master seem to be natural enemies. They don't like each other.

"I'll go and have a look."

Qin Yuan said, and walked outside with his long legs.

Uncle Cheng thought about it for a while and followed him.

I didn't see anyone in the pavilion from afar, but when I got closer, I found that one big and one small were sleeping on tatami, and the building blocks and toys were scattered on the ground. I can imagine how long they played.

Qin yuan came forward and looked at the two people who were sleeping for a while. He bent down to pick up Xiang warm and turned around and left. Uncle Cheng looks at the young master who sleeps alone on the ground and hugs him up.

Sure enough, the young master will not take care of him.

Uncle Cheng is so late, Qin yuan has already carried people into the house. Uncle Cheng did not disturb, but took the young master back to the small room.

As early as a few months ago, the young master began to sleep on his own. There was a special person to take care of him at night, so he would not disturb the warm.

Of course, this arrangement was Qin yuan's idea.

At the beginning, Xiang warm was very opposed, because the child was too young, he would sleep afraid.

But Qin Yuan thinks that boys should be independent since childhood. Now there are people who take care of him. It's OK to move out of his parents' room.

Tintin can't sleep with his parents all the time.

On this point, Qin yuan insisted on it. Looking at the warm, Ding Ding was not used to it, nor did he cry, so he left Qin yuan.

Sometimes men's decisions still have to listen.

There is no way to warm the relationship between father and son.

Clearly is a soft and lovely son, but how not to please her husband?

If it wasn't for knowing in my heart that Qin yuan was also in love with her children, she really wanted glass heart.

But Qin yuan also does not understand, a child just, to warm why the pain to the bone.

Put xiangnuan on the bed. Qin Yuan takes a thin blanket to xiangnuan and covers his stomach. He sits by the bed and looks at xiangnuan for a while.

In one year's time, it has brought a lot of changes to the warm weather.

After giving birth to a child, Xiang warm still has 110 Jin, but soon lost weight to 100 after birth. This year's warm weight did not change much. Her figure was not different from that before birth, but her chest increased a lot.

But men like the change.

To this end, Qin yuan also specially learned several massage techniques, in order to maintain her figure.

At the thought of this, Qin yuan was ready to move.

The person on the bed sleeps very soundly, the cheek is red, the good-looking lip is slightly cocked up, as if had made some beautiful dream general. Qin yuan's heart became softer and softer. He seemed to be bewitched and stole a kiss from his warm lips.

But this is just drinking poison to quench thirst, not only did not let him meet, but let him feel more dissatisfied.

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In the dream to warm whine, powerless to wave the lower hand, the next second wrist was caught. Xiang Nuan slowly opens his eyes and sees her husband's beautiful face.

It's just that he's so close that she can almost kiss him as soon as she looks up.

"Husband?"

"Yes."

Qin yuan's face blooms a brilliant smile, which makes Qin yuan's eyes darker. It seems that there is a storm brewing in it, and there is a sense of danger.

After warming for a while, he came back to his senses, "you..."

His eyes let Xiang warm from the bottom of her heart, she subconsciously wanted to push Qin yuan away, but found that she had already been imprisoned, there was no escape.

Ambiguous, the breath of soul haunting reverberates in the room, and has not stopped for a long time

I'm tired to the warm.

In love, Qin yuan has always been an animal, it seems that he can never be satisfied. Every time he does not force xiangnuan to beg for mercy, he will not stop at all.

I have skills and physical strength to be abnormal. I can bully people even more than when I got married!

To warm dissatisfied ground pinches Qin yuan a, see him endure painful frown, to warm in the heart this tone just calculate to eliminate.

She remembered that her son was still out there.

"And Tintin?"

"Cheng shuna." Qin yuan dare not say what do not know, otherwise to warm certainly with him anxious, refused to let him hold.

Big hand dissatisfied in to warm waist touched two, such action let to warm shiver, she quickly pushed Qin yuan's hand, glared at him, "don't come again."

She so eager response amused Qin yuan, "you ah." He pulled the man back into his arms. "I'm just holding for a while. I won't do anything more."

"Really?"

Xiang Nuan still has some doubts. No wonder she doesn't believe Qin yuan. It's because this man doesn't count too much.

Men are wolves and tigers in bed. If they don't eat enough, it's not sure what they will do.Qin yuan repeatedly assured that Xiang nuanchai believed him temporarily.

I really have no strength to resist.

They were tired of it for a long time and didn't get up until eight o'clock.

It was an hour after dinner time.

If Xiang Nuan was not really hungry, Qin yuan would not have let her go so easily.

Dressed up downstairs, xiangnuan can see Dingding sitting at the dining table from a distance. He is sitting in his baby chair, his chubby little hands are playing with building blocks.

"Tintin."

Walking towards the warm, Ding Ding heard her mother's voice and put down her toys. She opened her little fat hand and wanted her mother to hold her.

Qin Yuan takes a quick step and picks up Ding Ding. It's too late for his father to take back his hand again. Ding Ding is held in his arms by Qin yuan. "Did he eat?"

Qin yuan asked Uncle Cheng.

"The young master ate a little rice paste, and the rest did not."

"That should be hungry."

Xiang Nuan, looking at her son's wrinkled face in her husband's arms, xiangnuan can't help laughing.

"Is Tintin hungry?"

To warm forward, soft voice asked, she looked at Qin yuan, or did not hold her son.

Father and son always get along with each other, and Tintin didn't cry.

It seems that I don't particularly hate Qin yuan's embrace.

Xiang Nuan feels that the father and son are actually very similar. They both love each other in their hearts, but that is only limited to their absence. As long as she is there, there will be a fight between the two sides.

Whenever this happens, Xiang Nuan always feels that he is actually facing two children.

Qin yuan is a little child.

It's good to compete with my son.