Su Yi'an came out of the shower, swept around and didn't see Yue Feiyang, and shouted anxiously,

"Uncle, uncle...... Where have you been...... Uncle ......"

Yue Feiyang, who was hidden on the terrace, looked at Su Yi'an, who was about to cry in a hurry, with wet hair and water droplets hanging at the ends of his hair. The white shirt was put on her thin body, empty, and it made people feel a little pity.

"Uncle, don't you want me again?"

Through the glass, I saw the little girl squatting down, hugging her body, and her helpless and frightened appearance crashed into his eyes, and her heart hurt.

He was also helpless, this kind of taste, uncomfortable!

"I'm here."

"Uncle, is that you?" When he saw the long figure on the balcony, Su Yi'an's tears of surprise fell and wiped them away in a panic, who knew that in the next second, the tears fell again.

Yue Feiyang took off the cigarette butt in annoyance, took a deep breath of cold air, walked in, picked her up from the ground and put her on the bed. There was a hint of pampering in his tone.

"Why are you crying and laughing at the same time?"

"People are happy." There were too many tears, so I simply grabbed his hand directly and rubbed it all on his clothes, "You used to turn around and leave, and I couldn't find you no matter how I looked for it...... I'm so sad that I can't find you, and tears will fall down my ......"

Yue Feiyang's heart tightened, every time he left before, did she cry like this? Helpless like a wounded fawn, in a secluded corner, washing his wounds with tears?

When "Yi'an ......" realized what he was going to say, Yue Feiyang hurriedly stopped. Now, what qualifications can he commit?

"You sleep, I'll blow your hair."

Su Yi'an's mood is like a roller coaster, she is tired and tight now, but she doesn't dare to sleep, afraid that waking up is just a dream.

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving!"

Su Yi'an, who got the guarantee, happily kissed him on the lips, "Good night, uncle husband!" ”

Uncle husband? What is this name?

Suddenly, Yue Feiyang regretted asking her to call herself uncle! How old it is!

This night, Su Yi'an slept very sweetly, and in her dreams, there were sweet and wonderful kisses......

But Yue Feiyang didn't feel sleepy at all, so he sat on the balcony, pumping one after another, his eyes were bright and dark, dark and bright, and he didn't take a shower until dawn.

If I'm not mistaken, the little girl has another event this morning.

It's time to wake her up!

Yue Feiyang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at Su Yi's sleep so soundly, he was reluctant to disturb her, looked at the time, and waited a while.

stood up, pulled a towel to wipe Lisuo's broken hair, drank a glass of warm water, and slowly paced to the side of the bed after doing this.

"Ian, get up."

Su Yi'an, who was sleeping, raised a sweet smile, turned sideways to hug another pillow, kicked the quilt with his long legs, and pressed the pillow with a big grin. The fair and smooth skin was covered with a thin layer of light in the morning light, the white wide shirt, the slender and slender legs, and the hidden pink lace under the hem of the shirt.

It's the ultimate temptation! There was a contraction in his abdomen, and Gu Yaowang woke up and began to flourish.

"Hoo ......" is simply torture!

Yue Feiyang turned her face away, reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her, and inadvertently revealed her salty heart. But Bo was pressed tightly by Su Yi'an, and he wanted to slap hard and disturb it.

"Uncle's husband......" The voice of the person in his sleep still carries the unique sand of the early morning, that is, this hoarse voice is more textured and more charming.

The psychological reaction in the morning, coupled with the strong sense of the picture and the charming and moving sound, combine the three. Yue Feiyang felt that he was about to be tossed crazy by this little woman.