Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Jian Qing put the two babies on the bed and helped them dry their hair. Seventeen and Nineteen rolled happily on the bed.

Under the light, two "little tigers" hugged each other and rolled around. Their delicate little faces made Jian Qing unable to take her eyes away.

She sat cross-legged and watched, tickling the two babies from time to time, making them hug each other and dodge.

"Mommy, hug."

Nineteen climbed up from Seventeen, crawled towards Jian Qing with her butt sticking out, and jumped into her arms like a little tiger.

"You!" The little guy's powerful impact caused Jian Qing to fall backwards. She hugged him and sat up, lowering her head and rubbing his forehead. "The knee doesn't hurt anymore, huh?"

"Mommy hugs me, it doesn't hurt." Nineteen said softly.

"Hey, your little mouth is so sweet." Jian Qing chuckled, looking at his crescent-shaped eyes that were bent because of his smile, she couldn't help but kiss his pink face.

"Mommy."

Seeing Nineteen being held by Jian Qing, Seventeen also crawled over to join in the fun. His small body squeezed into Jian Qing's arms. Nineteen was almost squeezed out without paying attention.

"Okay, Mommy will hug you." Jian Qing held one in each hand, and the two babies sat obediently in her arms, opening and closing their little mouths, calling her constantly.

"Seventeen, nineteen, Mommy hasn't come back for so long, and she has made you sad for so long, isn't Mommy very bad, huh?" Jian Qing looked at the pink and jade-carved little faces of the two little treasures, and said to herself typical.

As everyone knows, the two little darlings are very smart. Nineteen raised his little head and said sillyly to her, "Mommy, mommy is good, okay."

"Mommy, you're not bad, Daddy is bad." Qi Qi raised her little fleshy hand, patted Jian Qing's hand, and said in a soft voice.

Daddy is bad if he doesn't give him and his nineteen mother-in-law.

The two little treasures sang together, and the somewhat sad atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

"puff."

Jian Qing was happy, and gently pinched the two little babies' cheeks with her fingertips, "Seventeen, why is Daddy so bad, huh? Daddy loves Seventeen and Nineteen the most. He helps you bathe, play with you, and even makes you delicious food. Yes, Daddy is very good to you."

"Daddy, love, mommy!" Qi Qi tilted her little head, thought for a while, and then came out word by word.

No wonder Shi Qi would say this. The biggest reason is that when Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing were joking before, Quan Jingwu casually said that his wife is first and the two little treasures are second. Unexpectedly, the joke at that time was caught by the two little ones. I remember it.

"Daddy, kiss mommy." Nineteen agreed, and Xiao Naoyin said angrily, "No, nineteen, kiss mommy."

The little guy spoke more and more fluently. Although he jumped out one word after another, it did not prevent Jian Qing from understanding the meaning of their words.

Her fair cheeks were slightly red, and she coughed twice uncomfortably.

She raised her eyes to look at the closed bathroom door. Seeing that someone hadn't come out yet, she felt relieved and looked back at the two little treasures, "Seventeen, nineteen, don't say this in front of daddy."

In the bathroom, Quan Jingwu held the doorknob and heard the conversation between the mother and son outside. He curled his lips and smiled, sweeping away the gloom that had been building in his heart for many days.

With a slight twist, he opened the door and walked out.

"What did you say, huh?"

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and Jian Qing's back stiffened.

She raised her head and smiled, "It's nothing."

"Daddy..."

Nineteen opened his mouth, and Jian Qing quickly covered his mouth.

If you can guard against one, you can't guard against the other.

"Daddy is bad."

Qi Qing said crisply, Jian Qing met the man's teasing smile and quickly turned her head.

The dark nightgown fluttered as the man moved. Quan Jingwu walked to the bed and picked up Shi Qi with one hand, tickling him.

"Troublemaker, what's wrong with daddy, huh?"

Seventeen was afraid of people tickling him, so he twisted his little body around in Quan Jingwu, smiling so hard that his eyes filled with moisture.

"Bad, bad daddy."

"You two little rascals." Quan Jingwu tickled him and saw Shi Qi and Quan Jing Wu playing around. Nineteen was nestled in Jian Qing's arms, clapping her little hands excitedly.

The fact that the little guy likes watching plays obviously follows Jian Qing.

In the deserted bedroom, laughter and laughter rang out again.

Jian Qing looked down at the little guy in her arms, then looked at the father and son playing together, a faint smile on her red lips.

After coaxing the two little ones to sleep, Jian Qing glanced at the person opposite from the corner of her eye, wondering where to sleep at night.

Before she could speak, a big hand reached out from the other side. Its long, jade-like fingers were like a work of art carefully carved by God, which fascinated even a non-hand-controlled person like her.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to sleep."

The rich and magnetic voice is slightly lowered, making it even more sexy.

Jian Qing raised her eyes to look at him. Her bottomless purple eyes were like stars in the Milky Way, bright and charming.

Her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the embarrassment in her eyes.

"How about you sleep with Shi Qi and the others, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

Quan Jingwu held her hand tightly, passed the seventeen and two people, and was beside her in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms.

"no."

The man's iron-like arms made it impossible for her to break away. Jian Qing raised her eyes to look at him and used the two little treasures as an excuse, "Seventeen and the others fell asleep. I will wake them up later."

Quan Jingwu didn't care, his handsome face was buried in her neck, "They fell asleep, but I haven't fallen asleep yet."

"..."

A horse of grass and mud roared past Jian Qing's heart.

Is it her fault that he didn't fall asleep?

Jian Qing raised her hand and pushed his head, "Then go to sleep."

"I can't sleep if you don't stay with me." Quan Jingwu said in a low voice, rubbing his head against her porcelain white neck.

Jian Qing glanced sideways at him, as if she had seen Nineteen acting coquettishly towards her.

Dare she still have the effect of sleeping pills?

"I'm hot." She pressed against his chest, trying to slightly distance them, but he held her tighter.

"I'm cold." A certain man told lies with his eyes open.

Jian Qing's eyes froze, as if she had heard this somewhere.

"Stop thinking." When Quan Jingwu saw that she was silent, he raised his eyes and saw her frowning. He immediately understood that she was forcing himself to think about that empty memory again. He reached out and pushed her into his arms, "Sleep well." ”

The man's body exuded a pleasant scent of shower gel, which gradually attracted Jian Qing to feel sleepy. She yawned, squinted her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were stained with moisture.

In a daze, she habitually rubbed herself into the arms of the person next to her, and her plain white hands unconsciously wrapped around his strong waist.

That action seemed to have been performed countless times.

Seeing the small movements of the person in his arms relying on him, Quan Jingwu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the frost in his eyes melted into a pool of spring water.

He lifted the corners of his lips and raised his eyes slightly, revealing the peaceful sleeping faces of his two little treasures.

The moonlight flows quietly, sneaking into the house through the gaps between the windows, shattering the brilliance all over the place.