Mommy, look at Daddy kneeling again

Nuannuan saw him screaming in pain, and thought that the corner of his mouth was bleeding just now, could it be that Xiaojin's attack was not serious and hurt his teeth?
Also, the eye is also a vulnerable part, and I don't know if there are other injuries on his body.

"I'm going to get the quilt for my son, and the medicine box..."

She said that she wanted to withdraw her hand, walked around him to the closet, Feng Liyan squeezed her hand.

"Don't take it, I'll do it."

The man let go of her as he said, went to the bed, bent down, and was about to pick up his son, but he couldn't help laughing when he saw the little guy's appearance at the moment.

This kid is usually like a grown-up, and he always wants to rebel against his old man. Now he is wearing cartoon panties, with a big pig's head on his butt, and a stream of saliva hanging from his mouth. It's really funny.

Feng Liyan took the phone, turned off the flash, and quickly took a picture of Ning Ning.

"what are you doing?"

"Black history, it will be useful in the future."

Warm and warm, "..."

It's really naive, how can you care about such a young son.

Nuannuan shook his head and was speechless, but Feng Liyan had already stretched out his hand to hug Ningning, the little guy grew up fast and was heavy, it was already very strenuous for Nuannuan to hug her.

When she came to hug her, she would definitely wake the child up, but it would be different if it was a man, she was steady, Ning Ning didn't respond at all, and even smashed her small mouth, she didn't know what kind of dream she was having.

Nuan Nuan hurriedly tore off the quilt, Feng Liyan put down the child, she covered Ning Ning, Feng Liyan took a tissue and wiped the corners of his son's mouth.

The two just came out of the children's room, Nuannuan took Feng Liyan into her bedroom, told him to wait a while, and then quickly went downstairs to find the medicine box.

Only then did Feng Liyan have the time to look at Nuannuan's boudoir, which is different from the decoration style in Sucheng.

Xia Bing probably likes the ancient style design very much, or it may be matched with the garden outside. This boudoir is also antique, and even the bed is made of a carved mahogany bed, with layers of smoky purple veils hanging down.

Walking into the bed body is like walking into a small wooden house. The Babu bed is exquisitely made. There is also a dressing table in the corridor in front of the bed, but there are no toiletries on it. Instead, some design drafts are scattered. Feng Liyan Walk over and pick it up.

When Wen Nuan came in with the first aid kit in hand, she didn't see Feng Liyan's figure, but the door on the balcony was blown open by the night wind again, and the curtains flew away.

She panicked a little, then ran to the balcony and opened the door.

"what are you doing?"

There was a man's slightly surprised voice behind him, and he turned around warmly, only then did he see him standing tall and tall in the corridor of Ba Bu's bed, because she didn't see him just now because of the gauze curtain hanging beside him.

She thought he left without saying hello.

And Feng Liyan obviously also wanted to understand the reason why she ran to the balcony in such a hurry, his heart seemed to be swept away by a feather, he walked over, reached out to close the door that was pushed open, and looked down at her.

"Stupid or not? You're so afraid of me leaving, why don't you drive me away?"

He raised his thin lips slightly, feeling the joy of discovering this woman's little secret.

Nuannuan was seen through by him, a little ashamed and glared at him.

"I was worried that you were injured, so I left just like that, as if our Yun family has sorry for you!"

"Is that so, then why are you secretly painting me?"

Feng Liyan took out the hand behind his back as Feng Liyan said, and Nuannuan saw that he was holding a few pieces of drawing paper in his hand, and on the paper were her sketches.

Nuannuan designed the costumes, and the artist is pretty good. Although the sketching level is not professional, but the man is drawn so vividly that he can't deny it at all.

She was speechless for a moment, blushed slightly, and reached out to grab the drawing paper.

Feng Liyan raised his hand, "Confiscated."

This is all evidence that his girlfriend misses him, so of course he has to take it back.

Seeing that he was proud, Nuannuan didn't bother to flirt with him anymore, since they were all discovered anyway.

She's just so worthless, even though he has a cold war with her, she secretly paints him.

"I'll give you medicine in the past!"

Nuannuan said as she walked towards the sofa, but her wrist was grabbed by the man's big palm, and then Nuannuan felt her body lighten, she exclaimed, and was hugged high by Feng Liyan.

The first aid kit almost fell off the ground, she looked at him in shock.

"What are you doing again?"
Feng Liyan raised his eyebrows, "The boudoir is nice, the bed is even better, I'm going to bed..."

He took a few steps and threw Nuan Nuan on the bed. Although the bed was hard, the bed was extremely soft and comfortable. A Chinese-style silk quilt was used, and Nuan Nuan's body sank into it. His long hair was scattered on the silk and satin. , The skin that is more and more lining is like porcelain, and it is as gorgeous as peaches and plums.

The first aid kit finally fell out of his hand and fell on the footrest in front of the bed, making a muffled bang.

Nuan Nuan Xin followed with two thuds, but before she could get up, the man's tall figure pushed her up, kissing her hard and urgently.

Nuannuan felt that his nose was full of familiar smells, and the coldness was mixed with a little not disgusting smell of alcohol. The temperature on his body was very high, as if it passed to her in an instant.

The body wanted to sink into the brocade quilt more limply, but Nuan Nuan took the initiative to raise his hand to grab him, raised his head and chest to kiss him back.

The man's breathing was heavy for a moment, his big palm went around her back, caressed the butterfly bone, and slid all the way to her lower back, which was more and more sunken and soft due to catering, and he brought it heavily into his arms.

The body fits closer, and the breath is full of tormented pulling and longing.

When they parted, the warm clothes were in a mess, the thin half-faded suspenders were hooked in the crook of the arms, and her slender white hands were still clinging to the man's shoulders and arms.

The shirt on his body is still neat, but the silk shirt fabric is thin and soft. At this moment, as he panted slightly, it was clinging to the curve of the man's chest, shoulder blades and arms, and the shirt was wet with sweat, outlining the muscles of the waist and abdomen.

Nuannuan's face was red and ears were hot, and he suddenly wanted to draw him like this.

"Thinking about what?"

Seeing her dazed eyes, Feng Liyan asked in a hoarse voice.

Nuannuan pursed her lips and smiled, "I was thinking, if I draw your current appearance, will it be considered as your black history?"

Just like he took pictures of Xiao Ning Ning, he also collapsed.

With the skin of abstinence removed, the man is now like a ferocious beast ready to bite its prey in the dark night.

Feng Liyan laughed softly, "Black history? But I can see from your eyes that you like and... Hungry, Nuan Nuan, you really are the most duplicity!" Yan bowed his head and kissed him again, he hurriedly tilted his head and pushed him, the sound was like a mosquito.

"The doctor won't allow..."

"I know, let me give you a sweet treat first, and let me hug you again. Don't move around, or I can't guarantee it, huh?"

It has not been a month since she had a miscarriage, and her body has not recovered, and he has no plans to do anything, but it seems that she is playing with fire, and she is reluctant to get up.

Buried in the woman's soft shoulders and neck, the man's voice was hoarse and dull, as if it had been polished on gravel.

Nuannuan immediately blushed and did not dare to move any more, the only sound left between the bed tents was the intertwined breathing of the two of them, and they were not very stable.

A gust of night wind blew the balcony door open again, the small wind chime hanging on the top of the bed swayed, and hit the gauze bed curtain, which was melodious and ethereal.

Feng Liyan raised his head after a while, and dropped a light kiss on the warm and moist eyelashes.

"I'll come pick you up before the court next month."