Two months.

The two months that Xiao Yiting had been looking forward to finally came.

I was smiling all day, and I was in a very good mood, especially when I looked at Ye Qinghe every time, the bright and sparkling deep meaning in my eyes was very obvious.

I finally looked forward to the sunset and twilight, and looked forward to the moon and the night.

Ye Qinghe naturally knew what he was thinking, and thinking about it over the years, he had indeed suffered him.

He is such a clean and self-righteous person, such a single-minded and persistent person, before the age of thirty relied on willpower to control zhì, after the age of thirty finally looked forward to her return, and did not live a few days of good life, and finally achieved positive results in Jiangnan, but she was not in good health, it was the year of his blood, he always had more scruples than indulgence, moderation and control, and such a restrained life, also because of the arrival of her son, terminated again, but also because of her physical reasons, I am afraid that she will not be able to bear it during pregnancy, I am afraid that she will have a little accident......

In the blink of an eye, he was hungry again for more than a year.

More than a year, not long or short, she was pregnant with a baby, with joy, but time flies, but I don't know how hard it is for him to endure?

Sometimes, she would express her apologies, but after he heard it, he just smiled stupidly and said to her, "It's okay, I'm used to it......"

I don't know why, looking at his silly smile, she suddenly wanted to cry......

So, this night that he was so looking forward to, she would not let him down again.

The two-month-old Xiaoyiyi, the main content of life is still sleeping, and he has just eaten a full meal, and he is sleeping soundly.

Ye Qinghe was already bathing and changing, and was sitting in front of the dresser at the moment, blowing his long hair, waiting for him.

He's coming.

My heart has always been hot, and it is even worse at this moment.

Before she could get close to her, from a distance, I could smell the scent of shower gel and shampoo coming from her.

He has a stubborn attachment to this fragrance, which for him is far superior to all other brand-name fragrances. Even in the days when she was not around, every time he lay in bed after taking a bath, he always thought of such a night, he rubbed her belly, he put a hot water bottle on her, he read English texts to her, he was tired of reading, and unconsciously fell asleep with her.

It was the first time he had slept with her, and the whole night, even in his dreams, was the fresh fragrance of her hair, mixed with the faint smell of girlish sweat......

He thought that his body must have been under the spell that night, and he had only loved her breath for the rest of his life......

And he and she are the little witches who work magic.

Following the fragrance closer, he hugged her from behind, and buried his whole face in her black hair, her hair was half-dry and moist, and he seemed to drown in the murmuring stream of fragrance, and would rather indulge in it forever, even if there was no tomorrow......

Her hair dryer stopped, and she smiled softly, "Don't make a fuss, it'll be fine in a while." ”

How could he wait?

"My little witch ......," he picked her up and quickly laid her on the bed.

Under her, her eyes are clear and dusty, and she is still as beautiful as a morning flower.

Her long black hair spread out like flowing clouds, lining her complexion like snow and her eyes like diamonds.

He inhaled and leaned over, burying deep in her hair.

Others have all kinds of habits, and he loves her hair very much, so every night when he sleeps, he always likes to get tired of her neck, smell her hair, and his hair is entangled, lingering for a lifetime, whether it is the breeze and the moon, the cold wind and the bitter rain, he always has to be entangled.

As at this moment, he is like a fire, she is cool and moist, he wants to burn her, merge with it, turn water, into mud, and fit ......

In order to prove that he is still a young man, and to prove that the vitality of a silkworm is still very strong, he worked hard, watching her gradually bloom under him from a light little flower to a strong flower, blooming gorgeously, and blooming with all kinds of charm, he couldn't help but feel a little proud of a man in his heart, and whispered with her pink earballs, "Sister, let's talk about life?" This silkworm's life mission has not been completed yet, has it? ”

When Ye Qinghe was emotional, his face flushed, and when he heard him suddenly ask, he subconsciously glanced at the small bed beside him, and suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

As her eyes looked to her side, she was stunned for a moment, not knowing when she had woken up one by one, and her two eyes were dark, looking in their direction.

"You, get out of here!" She was in a hurry and was seen by her son? Two months, you shouldn't understand anything, right? However, this is embarrassing enough......

He was also a little panicked, and hurriedly planned to retreat, but suddenly ......

"You ......" Ye Qinghe glared in surprise