Chapter 1039: Hold on (Page 1/1)

"You're going to take a shower!" Yan Xiangnuan pushed Jin Weimo, and as soon as he came out, he was caught, his eyes were affectionate, Yan Xiangnuan was really a little unbearable.

Jin Weimo ignored Yan Xiangnuan's urging, raised his hand and grabbed Yan Xiangnuan's hand and pressed it against the wall, and then possessed her pink and ruddy little mouth.

Seeing her come out, Jin Weimo didn't plan to let go of this red lip that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time.

"Hmm!" Jin Weimo grabbed Yan Xiangnuan and kissed him for a long time, Yan Xiangnuan felt that his lips were a little painful, so he couldn't stand it and pushed him away: "It hurts." "Maybe I'm used to it in front of Jin Weimo, and it's natural to be squeamish.

Jin Weimo's dark eyes stared at Yan Xiangnuan's slightly red and swollen lips, and he was indeed a little pitiful by him, so he stroked it gently, and then turned around and walked into the bathroom to wash.

Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo with a smile, feeling that this man was inexplicably a little weird, but he didn't take it to heart, walked to the side of the crib and looked at the little bamboo shoots, sorted out the quilt for him, and saw that the little guy was sleeping cutely, so he turned around and went to the cloakroom, closed the door and dried his hair.

Jin Weimo washed quickly, and when he walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Yan Xiangnuan happened to blow his long hair.

"How about I go get my hair short?!" Yan Xiangnuan was dizzy from blowing her hair just now, and when she returned to the room and saw Jin Weimo, she couldn't help but have the idea of cutting her hair, she couldn't understand why pregnant women who were pregnant, or mothers with children during lactation, liked short hair, but now Yan Xiangnuan understands.

It's really inconvenient to take care of children with long hair, and the little bamboo shoots like to hold things in their little hands every time they drink milk, and their favorite thing is to grab Yan Xiangnuan's hair and hold on, Yan Xiangnuan has been scratched by the little bamboo shoots several times and his scalp hurts.

But the little bamboo shoot himself is ignorant, the little guy is not sensible, you can't beat or scold.

Cut your hair short? Jin Weimo was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Accustomed to Yan Xiangnuan's long hair fluttering, now the appearance of washing up is also particularly attractive to Jin Weimo, Jin Weimo can't imagine how heroic Yan Xiangnuan's short hair will be, but Jin Weimo must admit that he likes long hair.

The lights were turned off at night, and with the help of the moonlight outside, Yan Xiangnuan's long black hair was scattered on the bed, which was a scenery that Jin Weimo would fall into for the rest of his life, Yan Xiangnuan's skin was very white, his hair was black, and the black and white were always exceptionally clear, Jin Weimo was always crazy about it.

"Why do you suddenly want to cut your hair short?" Most men will have a plot of long black and straight hair, and Jin Weimo does not deny that he has it himself.

When he met Yan Xiangnuan for the first time, Yan Xiangnuan's straight and smooth hair, coupled with that beautiful little face, left a deep impression on Jin Weimo, Jin Weimo never felt that he had a superficial side of Yan Kong, he always paid attention to the connotation, and after meeting Yan Xiangnuan, Jin Weimo had to admit that it was really important to have a good-looking face.

"I feel inconvenient, and the small bamboo shoots will be caught again." In addition, Yan Xiangnuan has long black hair for many years, and she has always been accustomed to her hairstyle, and occasionally wants to try the taste of short hair.

"Long hair looks good." Jin Weimo walked to Yan Xiangnuan's side wrapped in a bath towel, reached out and grabbed Yan Xiangnuan's long black hair, and the soft touch of his hand also made Jin Weimo very satisfied, he thought that if this long black hair was cut off, he was really reluctant: "Don't cut it well?" ”

"You don't like my short hair, maybe I look good with short hair?!" Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Weimo.

Jin Weimo likes her long hair, which Yan Xiangnuan naturally discovered, but her desire to cut her hair short is just a whim, not very strong.

It's just that I was scratched by a small bamboo shoot recently and had a headache, and I was very tired when I washed and dried my hair, so I came up with the idea of cutting off my long hair, if Jin Weimo supported it, Yan Xiangnuan didn't mind trying short hair, to be honest, sometimes short hair is really convenient.

"You look good in any hairstyle, and long hair looks the best." Jin Weimo leaned over and kissed Yan Xiangnuan on the lips.

Yan Xiangnuan smiled slightly: "Flim tongue." ”

Yan Xiangnuan originally said that, but then thought that Jin Weimo was a soldier, and there were many girls with short hair in the army, if she also cut her hair short, wouldn't it be the same as those female officers, no.

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Xiangnuan dispelled the idea of cutting his hair short, and yawned by the way.

"I'm sleepy, go to sleep!"

"Hmm." Jin Weimo nodded.

Yan Xiangnuan turned around and went to the cloakroom to change into comfortable pajamas, Jin Weimo was wearing a pair of black underwear, lying on the bed bare-chested, reaching out to hold Yan Xiangnuan in his arms, Yan Xiangnuan was used to Jin Weimo's chest, when Jin Weimo stretched out his hand, he obediently leaned over and closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep, but he felt the scorching temperature emanating from someone's body, as well as the palm that was not honestly wandering around and lighting the fire, and suddenly felt funny.

"Sleep honestly." guessed that Jin Weimo couldn't be honest, but Yan Xiangnuan didn't intend to indulge him.

"It's been a long time." Jin Weimo's voice was aggrieved.

"......" Yan Xiangnuan rolled his eyes in the dark, and then vaguely reminded Jin Weimo: "The little bamboo shoots are still there!" ”

Although the two of them are only intimately active now, and nothing else has been done, Yan Xiangnuan inexplicably feels a little weak-hearted, there is a simple and ignorant child in the house, they should be more restrained, for fear that the two of them will wake up the little bamboo shoots, don't mutter.

"......" Jin Weimo didn't say anything when he heard this, buried his head in Yan Xiangnuan's neck and gasped, and then kissed a few times punitively.

Yan Xiangnuan felt Jin Weimo's slightly retaliatory action, and pushed him helplessly, because the appearance of the devil that day destroyed the baby room, although it was decorated, but he was afraid of heavy formaldehyde, so he planned to disperse the gas, and recently the little bamboo shoots have been living in the master bedroom.

This made the intimate territory of the two people suddenly have a little ancestor who needs to be coaxed, offered, and not noisy, and noisy, Jin Weimo was unhappy for several days, and he liked to hug Yan Xiangnuan when he went to bed at night, but he was all rejected.

"Let him go back to the nursery tomorrow." Jin Weimo said that the man who has endured it for a few months plans to open the meat well.

"Nope." Yan Xiangnuan refused to disagree.

The baby room has only been renovated for a few days, and this is how bad it is for the child, Yan Xiangnuan retorted viciously, glaring at Jin Weimo, an unscrupulous father.

"Then I'll light it up, and promise not to wake him up." Jin Weimo complained, always feeling that his position seemed to be beginning to collapse, and by the way, he abducted Yan Xiangnuan.

"No, hold on." Yan Xiangnuan's tone was firm.

"Believe it or not, I'm going to be suffocated by you." Jin Weimo bared his teeth angrily, leaned on Yan Xiangnuan's neck, and his words were also annoyed.

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