The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

Ling Jinyan didn't allow her to escape.

He gently held her chin, kissed her, and then gradually deepened the intensity of the kiss.

"Well--"

Yin Susu felt her whole body soften.

She was caressed and loved by him, and her limbs were entangled with him.

Her mind went blank, but the joy that surged into her heart at any time made her tremble slightly.

"Susu, are you ready?"

His lips slowly moved down and landed on her slender white neck.

A different kind of touch made her unable to help herself.

For a moment, she flinched in response.

Ling Jinyan intertwined his fingers with hers and raised them above her head.

She no longer had the strength to push him and could only passively endure everything he brought to her.

"You, you turn off the light!"

Yin Susu looked back at him shyly, panting slightly.

Under his deep and affectionate eyes, she felt her heart beating faster and faster, and the throbbing in her heart became more and more intense.

Who says fairies have to be female?

She saw that Ling Jinyan was also a seductive temptress.

"Still shy?"

The smile was looming in his eyes, and he leaned close to her ear. His low words were hoarse, like water flowing over the rocks, causing ripples in people's hearts.

What does 'still shy' mean?

No matter how many times I experience this kind of thing, I still can’t bear to turn on the light!

She is not as thick-skinned as him.

Yin Susu didn't want to pay attention to him. Seeing that he stopped moving, she turned sideways as she saw fit.

"Susu!"

How can she be so reasonable?

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired, but she gave him this shot. Did she want to suffocate him to death?

"it is good!"

He compromised.

"I turned off the light!"

He reluctantly touched her fair and delicate shoulders, smiled successfully when he saw her, turned back, and quickly pulled off her nightgown, threw it hard, and hung it directly on the bedside lamp.

Yin Susu's nightgown was pink, and when she put it on the lamp, the warm yellow light suddenly changed color and turned into an ambiguous pink, adding to the fun.

Is this what he calls turning off the lights?

He's a big liar!

Ling Jinyan no longer allowed her to move randomly. He hugged her and let her adapt to his own rhythm.

The moonlight was shining brightly, and the two people on the bed were in love.

……

The next day

noon

Yin Susu simply cooked a few dishes and had a makeshift meal with Ling Dong.

During this period, Ling Jinyan called and said that he was coming back to cook for them, but Yin Susu refused.

She knew how busy he was as the New Year was approaching.

Just for her and Dongdong's lunch, asking him to make an extra trip made her look like a waste.

Can't she handle the little lunch?

So, when she finished cooking, the little guy stopped making a sound after eating.

He suddenly missed the food cooked by his uncle last night. Even if it didn't work, he could just give him the food from the hotel last night.

"Dongdong, will the food I cook taste terrible?"

Yin Susu was a little shocked. She leaned on the back of the chair. The apron in front of her and the four dishes and one soup on the table seemed like a joke.

The little guy stopped smiling while eating, which speaks volumes.

"It's okay, but it's not very delicious."

Ling Dong didn't put down his chopsticks and ate one bite of rice and one bite of vegetables.

He was very reserved, and Yin Susu lost her temper after all the explanations.

What does it mean that it’s not obviously delicious?

Isn’t that just unpalatable?

"Then don't eat it. It's too unpalatable and not good for your health."

Yin Susu knew that her cooking skills were not good, and she would not cook easily unless necessary.

But she didn't believe in evil and wanted to try it today, but she still messed up.

"Susu, it's okay."

"It's just that some dishes taste too strong, and some dishes taste a bit weird. I drink them with soup and I can still get by."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Ling Dong comforted her and said, "You are already great. You can eat the food."

Maybe this is what my mother tastes like!

After thinking about it, the little guy ate harder.

……

After lunch, Yin Susu suggested that they go out for a walk and drive around. The little guy totally agreed.

In fact, Yin Susu wanted to take him to a nearby school.

The idea she had yesterday did not come up casually, she sincerely wanted to implement it.

If Ling Dong wants to be completely like a normal person, he still has to integrate into collective life.

It's winter vacation now, and there are almost no students in the school.

They can't enter the school, but they can just walk around the railings.

"Dongdong, guess where this is?"

Yin Susu got out of the car, holding the little guy's hand while pointing to the rows of orange buildings next to her.

Ling Dong looked in the direction of her gesture, hesitated for a second, and then slowly answered: "It's school!"

"Does Dongdong want to go to school?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was left with endless silence.

After a long while, the little guy slowly raised his head, the light in his eyes lit up with hope.

"Can I?"

He muttered something, but his voice was too low.

"of course."

"I thought Dongdong wouldn't want to go to school!"

Yin Susu put aside her worries first.

She was pleasantly surprised that the little guy reacted like this. That would be much easier to handle!

"I won't be unwilling."

He clenched his little hands tightly and pulled at the iron railings embedded in the wall eagerly.

He wanted to go to school, but no one had ever asked him.

Only my aunt.

It was only after his aunt came that he took classes to learn knowledge.

He blinked. He was too young and not very good at controlling his emotions, so he chose to turn his back.

"Dongdong, what's wrong with you?"

Yin Susu noticed that something was wrong with the child's mood, touched his little head, and coaxed, "You can tell me whatever is on your mind. Didn't I say that I am not only your good friend, but also your aunt!" If you have anything on your mind, you can share it with your friends.”

Suddenly, the little guy cried loudly.

He turned around with tears streaming down his face, making Yin Susu feel heartbroken.

"Dongdong, what's wrong? Why are you crying so sadly?"

She couldn't see her child like this. Ling Dong's pitiful and silent look reminded her of her childhood, but no one cared about her at that time, and no one coaxed her. She could only digest it silently.

She touched his wet little face, quickly took out a tissue from her bag, and wiped it for him.

"Auntie, I want to go to school and learn knowledge."

"That's nice!"

"Is this what you're crying about?"

Women are always more delicate than men. She seemed to have discovered the reason why Ling Dong was crying, so she mentioned Ling Jinyan, "Of course your uncle and I will send you to school."

"You are almost seven years old. In a few months, you will be able to go to elementary school."

"I didn't let you learn it before because you were not old enough. You still need more practice to keep up with the progress of other children."