"No!" Feng Yilin shook his head without thinking about it, blinking his bright black eyes and asking, "Isn't this how it should be?" Because Xiaoheng and Qingqing will also be my father's children in the future! ”

Ye Yuyao was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Xiao Baozi pause and continued: "Mommy, you will marry Dad, right?" ”

Ye Yuyao choked, and a complicated color flashed in her eyes.

Catching up with Xiao Baozi's expectant eyes, Ye Yuyao gently hooked her lips, and naturally coped: "You'll know later!" ”

She herself wasn't sure how long her relationship with Feng Xuhan would last.

But now that she has chosen to be together, she will treat it with her heart, and it doesn't matter what the result will be, as long as she has a clear conscience.

Back upstairs, the three little buns consciously went to the second bedroom.

Feng Xuhan stayed in the second bedroom to tell them bedtime stories.

Ye Yuyao went back to the master bedroom to wash first.

Thinking of what she said in a hurry tonight, her little face was hot, and her ears were unconsciously red.

Is it too late to regret it?

If she sleeps, the man can't do anything about her, right?

Thinking of this, Ye Yuyao's eyes flashed, and she immediately lay down on the bed.

Just as he was about to put on the quilt, the door was suddenly pushed open.

In the next second, a clear and seductive male voice sounded: "Don't you wait for me?" ”

Ye Yuyao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt weak, and asked rhetorically, "Can't you lie on the bed and wait?" ”

The man chuckled and closed the door casually, not forgetting to lock it, "Of course, after all, the business to be done in bed is to be done." ”

Ye Yuyao choked, her little face was shy and red, and she pondered and said, "That...... I have something I'd like to discuss with you, is that okay? ”

Feng Xuhan slowly approached the bedside, as if he could see her thoughts, and immediately said: "If it's about something you want to regret, I refuse." ”

Ye Yuyao choked again.

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, the man chuckled, leaned over to the person on the bed, pressed his forehead against each other, and lightly imprinted a kiss on her soft red lips, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't worry, I don't plan to toss you for too long tonight, after all, you have to prepare a bento for me tomorrow morning." ”

Ye Yuyao's breathing was slightly short, and when she heard the words, she was stunned, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you suddenly ask me to make a bento?" ”

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, "Doesn't girlfriend usually give boyfriend a heartfelt lunch?" ”

This is also the reason why he insisted that the little woman make him a bento.

Because he wanted to experience what it was like to have his girlfriend make him a bento.

Hearing this, Ye Yuyao roughly understood what he was thinking, and suddenly felt that this man's careful thinking was inexplicably cute, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Okay, I know, I'll prepare well tomorrow." ”

Feng Xuhan hooked his lips in satisfaction, and couldn't help but kiss her little mouth: "I'll look forward to it." ”

When the words fell, his long figure bullied up, staring at the little woman under him with burning eyes, and his Adam's apple moved: "But before that, I still have to work hard for you." ”

Ye Yuyao's eyelids jumped, and in the next second, before she could react, the man's slightly cool thin lips had already swallowed up all her remaining words......

***

The next morning.

Ye Yuyao was busy in the kitchen with her sour body.

On the countertop was already a packed lunch box.

Feng Xuhan led the little buns into the dining room.

Ye Yuyao happened to come out of the kitchen with a lunch box.

Seeing her, the little buns bent their eyebrows happily, and Ye Qingqing took the lead in speaking in a milky voice: "Mommy, good morning!" ”

Feng Yilin glanced at the dining table next to him, and his little face was surprised: "Wow! Mommy made breakfast, hard work! ”

Ye Yiheng stared at the lunch box in her hand, and asked suspiciously: "Ye Yuyao, are you holding a lunch box in your hand?" Who is it for? ”