The Almighty Little Chef

"Actually... what I haven't changed for so many years is not just my personality, but also other things. Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Yiheng leaned close to Wen Renyou's ear, raised his lips with a smirk, and was still playing tricks, blowing into her ear.

Looking at the small, crystal clear ear in front of him, and the scent that seemed to exist in his nose, Jiang Yiheng just wanted to make fun of Wen Renyou and avenge the revenge he just had.

Now his...heartbeat is getting more and more irregular, and his whole body is hot.

The earlobe of the small ear in front of him was particularly attractive, Jiang Yiheng licked his lips, couldn't hold back, and bit down.

"Hey—" Wen Renyou's body froze, feeling the different touch on his ears, he paused, and his breathing was disrupted.

"Yuyou..." Jiang Yiheng was no longer satisfied with the seductive earlobes, wanted more, and slowly descended.

lingering on the white and slender neck|neck.

Wen Renyou has been focusing her energy on work for so many years, but she has no boyfriend. First, she has no time, and more importantly, she doesn't have that kind of mind.

They both still have feelings for each other, they are both mature men and women, and after so many years of empty window, one takes the initiative, and the other gradually softens his attitude, and things come naturally.

The clothes were thrown to the ground, and Jiang Yiheng proved that not only his personality had not changed much, but also other aspects.

In addition, the young couple who just hurriedly got off the plane and rushed home were not as harmonious as their parents, but were busy coaxing their children.

Xu Baobao didn't see his parents all day today and cried for a long time.

Her voice became hoarse when she cried, and she didn't drink milk powder when she was fed.

Knowing that I cried for a long time, I realized that my parents were really not there, and they would not come back no matter how much I cried, so I pursed my mouth and snorted and calmed down.

The little mouth pouted pitifully.

Until he felt the familiar smell and taste, Xu Baobao burst into tears, "Wow——"

I want to cry out all my grievances and fears today. My parents are too much. I didn't accompany the baby all day today and left the baby at my grandparents' house. I can't feel wronged.

"Good baby, don't cry, don't cry." Jiang Xiaofei patted Xu Baobao's belly, wanting her to sleep quickly.

There was no sign of Xu Baobao stopping at all, but the more he cried, the more sad he became.

"Did you pee? Or hungry?" Xu Yanxiu felt very uncomfortable when he heard Bao Bao Xu's cry, and was a little overwhelmed, frowning and looking at the doll on the bed.

"Auntie said she just fed her, so she won't be hungry for half an hour. Let's take a look at the diaper."

Xu Baobao did not use diapers or something, but chose traditional diapers.

No matter how good the diaper is, the breathability is not as comfortable as the fabric. The Xu family is not cheap. It is easy to change diapers and wash diapers. Naturally, they will choose a way that is better for the child.

The husband and wife touched Xu Baobao's diaper, which was very dry.