Xia Zhi came out of the shower, and his pajamas were short-sleeved shorts, and his fair and well-proportioned thighs were exposed.

Seeing her come out, Leng Tian's eyes were glued to her legs, and she couldn't move away, and the suppressed fire instantly came up again.

Even his breathing was a little messy.

His wife's legs are so good-looking, he can't help it

"Didn't you let you rest, why did you get up and read the documents again"

Xia Zhi didn't notice his strange appearance, and seeing that he couldn't be idle, he frowned and strode over.

As soon as she finished bathing, the fragrance on (身shēn) came to her nose as she walked, and the cold weather slid her Adam's apple, and her eyes darkened.

Xia Zhi took his documents directly, "Go (bed chuáng) and rest, and read it again tomorrow"

"Hmm" Leng Tian responded in a low voice, hiding his strangeness.

She pushed him back to the bed, helped him lie down, and pulled the quilt off him.

Leng Tian couldn't help but sniff the fragrance on her (body shēn), which made him itch unbearably.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing her turn (shēn) and walk away, he shouted.

Xia Zhi saw that he was clinging to her, and he smiled, "I haven't gone anywhere, I'll rest later, you sleep first"

It's only nine o'clock, and she can still put down a scarf.

She walked over, took out the scarf brought by Fu Ma, sat on the sofa and started fighting.

I haven't moved for a few days, and my technique is a little rusty.

Seeing that she would do this, Leng Tian raised his eyebrows, thinking that she must have beaten herself.

Suddenly it was beautiful.

He pulled open the quilt, carefully jumped to the side of the wheelchair, sat down lightly, and controlled the wheelchair over.

Xia Zhi turned his head when he heard the voice, and his little face sank, "What are you doing again?"

"I can't sleep yet, I'll accompany you"

Leng Tian smiled.

The wheelchair drove to her (身shēn), got up again (身shēn), supported the sofa with both hands, and Xia Zhi hurriedly put down his things and helped him sit down.

"Be careful, don't run around"

"I didn't run around" Leng Tian was right.

He reached out and took a little bit of her hit, crooked, a little ugly, but actually very ugly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, "Will you weave so ugly?"

Xia Zhi snatched it back, his cheeks were a little red, "No, I've just just started learning." It's nice to be able to weave like this, will you?"

It's not for him, what do you dislike?

Hmph, my son likes it very much.

Xia Zhi encouraged himself, bowed his head and continued to weave.

The front little bit is really ugly, not neat and loose.

She secretly despised herself, so she regarded it as a practice, and after she got a little easier, she asked Fu's mother to start her again, and she knitted some better for her son.

Leng Tian chuckled, "Do I need this girl's play?"

He hung his long arms out on the back of the sofa chair, and placed one hand behind her (身shēn) as if she were sitting in his arms.

Xia Zhi smiled, didn't have time to pay attention to him, and focused on the scarf.

Leng Tian stared at her with burning eyes, the woman who got serious was particularly good-looking, seeing her hooking her hair from time to time and twisting her eyebrows, he reached over to help her tie her hair, and grabbed it with one hand.

She turned her head to look at him and said with a smile "Aren't you tired?"

"Don't be tired, I'll help you hold it"

Leng Tian hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly.

Xia Zhi didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he withdrew his gaze and continued to focus on the scarf.

Her son's birth is approaching, and if she doesn't work harder, she won't be able to finish it.

Leng Tian noticed that the width of the scarf was a little small, and his brow furrowed.

"How do you bring it so small?"

He hooked a little bit of what she had knitted.

"What do you want to do when your baby wears it?"

It's cold and dark