Pampered Cute Mommy & Awesome President Daddy

But at this time, there is no courage...

Finally, he helped her hair tie carefully, and he was relieved.

Wrapped forward with both hands, tightly looping her in his arms, leaning over, greedily breathing the fragrance that only belongs to her...

For him, it is a kind of enjoyment and reluctance.

For her, it was suffering.

Especially, what kept playing back in his mind was the scene of him holding another woman...in his stomach, it became more and more uncomfortable...

"Mo Er, let the children come to eat, OK?"

She took a deep breath and said very calmly, "Okay."

After all, he broke free from his arms and walked towards the bedroom.

The empty arms are as empty and desolate as his heart at this time.

Obviously, she is right in front of her, but why, I feel that she has been lost...

Lin Moge entered the bedroom and saw that the two little guys had changed into pajamas, lying quietly on the bed, as if they were talking.

"Baby, I'm out for dinner." She pretended to be calm.

"Wow! I can finally eat. Yue'er is so hungry!..." Xiao Nizi grumbled off the bed and rubbed her mother.

Yu Han left a little thought, "Is it my mother?"

Lin Moge was taken aback, understood his son’s concerns, and gently stroked his son’s soft hair, "No, it was made by father. Mom knows that you are also angry with father for today’s matter, but that matter is. Unchangeable. Mom does not want to change your relationship with your dad because of those things... No matter what happens in the future, dad and mom will love you the most. This love will never change, you know?"

"Then mother is not angry?" Yu Han asked again.

Lin Moge's heart was warm, and her son would always ask her about her mood first, and always consider her first.

"Well, mom is no longer angry. So, don't you two get angry, okay? Hasn't Yue'er always wanted to eat Dad's dishes?"

Yue'er pursed her small mouth, her eyes rumbling.

She really wants to eat the food made by cheap dad, yes, but she has to avenge her mother.

"Okay, let's go out to eat." Lin Moge pretended to smile with ease, and took the hands of the two little guys and walked out.

The atmosphere on the table was also embarrassing.

It was obviously the lively and happy scene of Yuhan's dream of a family of four sitting together, but at this time, only quiet air was flowing.

Quan Jianli and Yu Han are not people who like to talk, so naturally they won't stir up the topic at this time.

Yue'er, the most noisy person on weekdays, is extraordinarily quiet today.

Grabbing the rice with big mouthfuls, just bowed his head and ate fiercely, watching his mouth and mouth watching the bowl, eating extremely hard.

Lin Moge was also absent-mindedly eating, not knowing the taste.

Never thought that the original scene of a family of four could be so boring.

Quan Jianli's arrogance prevented him from speaking easily.

But he kept picking up dishes for the children and Lin Moge.

"I'm full!" Yue'er was the first to put down the bowl, wiped her mouth, blinked at her mother, and went back to the bedroom.

"I'm going to eat too." Yu Han also put down the dishes and chopsticks obediently, and left behind his sister.

The children are gone, so naturally she doesn't want to stay here.

But before she put down the dishes and left, he got up and left first.

She froze for a moment, without saying anything. Get up and tidy up the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table and bring them into the kitchen.

When I first opened the faucet to wash, the faucet was closed by a big hand.

"Your hand is burned, so don't do these things..." He said blankly, and then pulled her back to the table.

Lin Moge just saw that there was a small medicine box on the table.

Quan Jianli sat down under her, took out a bottle of some medicine from the medicine box, and then carefully applied it to her, while blowing earnestly, "At first, it will be a little bit cold and painful. That's it. Be careful these days, don't touch the bubbling place again... it's better not to do these things..."

After applying a thick layer of medicine, the servant even wrapped her hands tightly with gauze. If he didn't know, he thought she had been injured badly.

Being wrapped up by him, let alone doing something, there is no way to change the pajamas, okay?

However, she really didn't want to talk to him because she didn't know what to say.

Whenever you speak, you always want to mention another woman, so just shut up.

Seeing her two hands turned into mummies, he nodded in satisfaction. Put the medicine box away, "Okay, rest early."

After all, I went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Looking at the tall figure, Lin Moge was in a daze, only to feel that it was extraordinarily unreal.

If he has always been so gentle and so good, will there be another ending between him and her?

With a sneer, he drove away the absurd idea in his heart, picked up the medicine box with some difficulty, and turned back into the living room.

Behind him, there was a rushing sound of water, and besides, it was quiet.

After walking around the street for a day, I was really tired and went straight back to the bedroom.

Smoothly, lock the bedroom door.

The two little guys seemed to be waiting for her to come in, "Mom, have your hands hurt?"

Yu Han looked at his mother's hands being wrapped in rice dumplings and asked worriedly.

"It's just hot, it's okay." Lin Moge sighed helplessly. He didn't expect Quan Jianli to remember her injury.

"Mom, is Yue'er doing well? Ignore that tyrant! Yue'er will ignore him in the future!..." Xiao Nizi shook her head triumphantly on her mother's knee.

"Yue'er is good, doing a good job. If you get angry in the future, don't you want to get angry with your father again, know? If you make him anxious, it will be another curse." Lin Moge was really worried about this little Nizi.

If in the future, if you leave her with Quan Jianli, I'm afraid the father and daughter will go to war all day long, right?

After much deliberation, it is better to take Yue'er away.

But it is so unfair to Yu Han...

"Yue'er, Yue'er knows, my brother said that you must be able to bend and stretch to deal with that tyrant!"

Yu Han cast her lips and glared at her, indicating that he had never said this.

However, Yue'er couldn't see it at all, anyway, it would be nice if she could learn and use it alive. As for whether the elder brother or the third uncle said this, she didn't bother to remember it.

Listening to the childish talk of the two little guys, Lin Moge's irritable heart gradually eased.

Like little sparrows waiting to be fed, the two little guys slept sweetly in her arms.

Lin Moge did not dare to sleep, because he had to beware of the beast outside that might be in heat at any time.

Faintly, it seemed that I heard the sound of closing the door, which made my heart feel more at ease. Thinking that Quan Jianli should be the Dieer who went back to accompany him.

After all, his relationship with that Die'er didn't seem as difficult as he said, on the contrary, they got along very harmoniously and intimately.

Although I still feel a little uncomfortable, I can't match the sleepiness that hits me, and I fall asleep unconsciously.

Quan Jianli walked to the bedroom door subconsciously after taking a shower.

Turning the doorknob, I discovered that the bedroom door had already been locked.

His eyes dimmed, seemingly unhappy. But it was abnormal and didn't break in. He just hesitated for a while, turned around and fell back on the sofa.

He wanted to hug the little woman back to the room opposite to sleep, but he didn't want to force her anymore.

Thinking of her aggrieved look when she picked up instant noodles today, he felt a tingling pain in his heart.

How can we achieve both?

You can't have both fish and bear's paws.

Perhaps since ancient times, how many sages have been unable to ask for an answer?

I thought a lot in my mind, I thought I would suffer from insomnia, but I didn't want it, and I gradually became sleepy.

Bell has been lying in front of the coffee table, and staring at him with his eyes open at this time, it seems that there is a sense of depravity in the world.

Quan Jianli suddenly remembered that in the morning, the dog seemed to have looked at him with sympathetic eyes, and couldn't help but get angry.

Staring straight at the stupid dog, he said solemnly, "Listen, I'm not the same as you, understand?"

"Oh..." Bell murmured, lying on his front legs. It seems to be saying that it's obviously the same, otherwise why would you have been kicked out?

"Shut up! Don't refute! I will dare to look at Lao Tzu with this look in the future, Lao Tzu has cut off your food! I will eat dirt for you every day!..." Quan Jianli angrily said.

"Woo..."

Bell quickly closed his mouth, and there was a deep sorrow in his eyes.

It's obviously the little master's mother who provokes you, so why don't you give me food and eat soil? Ooo, inhumanity, inhumanity...

Where did Quan Jianli think of what the stupid dog was thinking, and slowly closed his eyes in the mindset that people don't care about beasts.

Strangely, I thought I would suffer from insomnia.

Because sleeping on the sofa is not comfortable at all.

However, he fell asleep unconsciously.

It seems that there is Moer here, there are two little guys, and even this stupid dog...

I don't know since when, he likes quiet, a little afraid of being quiet.

Obviously, as long as you exit this door, the opposite room will have a comfortable big bed and you can rest in a quiet environment.

But he would rather sleep on the sofa than cheekily stay here overnight. This kind of shameless thinking, even he can't figure it out...

Accompanied by Bell's rhythmic grunt, the night is getting deep...

Early the next morning, Lin Mo's fan felt a little itchy on his face, reaching out to scratch it.

However, the more scratched, the more itchy.

It seemed as if feathers fell on the face, so I couldn't take it off.

I woke up in a hurry, only to find out where there were some feathers, but the gauze wrapped around my hand opened, and a strand fell on the face. When the hand moved, the strand of gauze swayed...

Raising the hand wrapped in zongzi in front of his eyes, the sun shines through the thin gauze, and even the air is so quiet.

Suddenly remembering the concentration of Quan Jianli when she bandaged her yesterday, her heart throbbed.

Are there three days left?

Every day, it feels like walking through a sea of ​​swordsmanship and a sea of ​​flames, and it is extremely tormented both physically and mentally.

But unfortunately, she was afraid that this time would go too fast, and wanted to slow down...

"Gurulu, it smells so sweet... so sweet... and..." Yue'er didn't know what she had dreamed of.