After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Shen Zhiyi changed into the nightdress Yan Chenfeng prepared for her.

The white silk nightdress fits smoothly against the skin.

Because the neckline is very low, her fragrant shoulders and collarbone are completely exposed.

Shen Zhiyi picked up the hair dryer.

Before she had time to turn it on, the man walked in, snatched the hair dryer from her hand, and helped her blow it up.

The warm wind blows against my ears.

Shen Zhiyi narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Last time, she was the one who helped Yan Chenfeng dry his hair.

This time, it was Yan Chenfeng who helped her blow.

The man's bony fingers shuttled between the woman's seaweed-like black hair, and the tip of his nose lingered with a faint fragrance that belonged to her alone.

The color of the eyes is getting deeper and deeper.

I don't know how long it took, and the hair was finally blown dry.

Yan Chenfeng began to take off his shirt in front of Shen Zhiyi.

"I'm going out first, you wash slowly."

"En." Yan Chenfeng responded, fearing that Shen Zhiyi would run away, he added, "Wait for me on the bed."

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips, her ears turned red.

She was lying on the bed, her heart fluttering.

Before she ran back to her room to sleep, she was really afraid of hurting Yan Chenfeng.

But now it seems that that guy is almost healed...

Suddenly, Yan Chenfeng walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Looking at the man's stalwart body, Shen Zhiyi swallowed.

It's because everyone is lecherous.

Women are no exception.

She has been jealous of Shen Feng's body for a long time!

"Why are you looking at me like that, as if you can't wait." Yan Chenfeng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and wiped his hair with a towel.

Shen Zhiyi blushed, "You, you can't wait..."

"Yeah, I can't wait." Yan Chenfeng threw the towel, put his arms on Shen Zhiyi's side, and wrapped her in his arms.

Hot breath flowed between the two of them.

Yan Chenfeng kissed Shen Zhiyi's lips, wrapped her strong arms around her waist, and carefully tasted the woman's sweetness.

Shen Zhiyi also stretched out her arms and climbed onto Yan Chenfeng's neck.

The temperature in the air rose inch by inch.

However, just when Yan Chenfeng was about to reach out and peel off the clothes on her body.

Shen Zhiyi suddenly pushed him away and curled up like a shrimp.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chenfeng was taken aback.

"Stomach hurts..." Shen Zhiyi clutched her lower abdomen, "Maybe it's my aunt who came."

Auntie?

Yan Chenfeng frowned, and got up: "Isn't there still a few days left? Why are you here so soon?"

Shen Zhiyi's eyes were filled with pain, and she didn't notice that Yan Chenfeng remembered her menstrual period, struggled to get up, and went to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Shen Zhiyi came out with a pale face and found that Yan Chenfeng had disappeared.

No way, this dog man ran away when he found out that she was on her menstrual period? !

Just as he was thinking, the door opened again.

Yan Chenfeng walked in with new pajamas and a warm baby.

"You should keep warm during your menstrual period." Yan Chenfeng handed her a set of conservative cotton pajamas, and said, "I asked Sister Qin to make brown sugar ginger tea, drink it later before going to bed."

Hearing the words brown sugar ginger tea, Shen Zhiyi frowned imperceptibly.

It seems to be recalling some bad memories.

Yan Chenfeng noticed Shen Zhiyi's strangeness, and asked, "You don't like brown sugar ginger tea?"

"No, it's just..."

"If you don't like it, don't drink it. I'll ask Sister Qin to do something else and send it over." Yan Chenfeng didn't ask why, but tore off the warm baby and stuck it on Shen Zhiyi's belly, rubbing it lightly, "Does it still hurt?"

Shen Zhiyi shook his head, "It's much better."

Dysmenorrhea is her old problem.

It was more serious before Yang Yang and Nuan Nuan were born.

I still remember when she was in college, she was lying on the bed in the infirmary crying because of dysmenorrhea, and she was so frightened that she contacted her parents.

But when Liuman learned about this, she only felt that she was hypocritical.

Unexpectedly, the warmth that could not be found in the mother was now found in a big man.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyi's nose felt a little sore.

Soon, sister Qin brought over a cup of ginger milk.

Yan Chenfeng stared at Shen Zhiyi after finishing his drink, dimmed the lights in the room for her, leaned against her side, and read a magazine.

Seeing the man's focused side face, Yu couldn't bear it, reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Shen Feng."

"Ok?"

"I can help you..."

Yan Chenfeng was stunned for a moment.

After realizing Shen Zhiyi's meaning, she quickly stuffed her hands back into the bed, wrapped them up like rice dumplings, and said lightly, "Your husband is not that hungry."

Shen Zhiyi blinked, "No?"

Yan Chenfeng died speechless, flicked his index finger lightly on Shen Zhiyi's forehead, and said, "I've endured it for three years, how far away is this hour and a half?"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

Also.

She shouldn't underestimate Yan Chenfeng's endurance.

Not long after, Shen Zhiyi fell asleep with his arms around Yan Chenfeng's waist.

Looking at the woman's peaceful sleeping face, Yan Chenfeng's heart softened, and he stroked her hair with his big hand.

The days between him and Shen Zhiyi are still very, very long.

There is no need to rush this moment.

……

wedding day.

Yan Qiping invited a large number of guests to celebrate his and Shen Jiaojiao's wedding.

When Shen Zhiyi came to the banquet hall, he could see Shen Yuanshan and Liu Man from a distance pushing glasses and changing glasses with the guests.

As Shen Jiaojiao's biological parents, the couple were naturally very happy when their daughter got married.

This reminded Shen Zhiyi of the time when she married Yan Chenfeng.

Because she didn't like this marriage, she didn't hold the wedding, and she had a lot of trouble with her family.

Seeing Shen Yuanshan and Liu Man dressed up and smiling all over their faces, Shen Zhiyi thought, this is what parents should do.

Perhaps in their hearts, she was never the daughter of the Shen family.

It's just a marriage tool.

Capturing the depression in Shen Zhiyi's mood, Yan Chenfeng held her hand tightly and asked, "Do you want to go to the side for a rest?"

"No need." Shen Zhiyi shook his head.

At this moment, Shen Yuanshan saw her in the crowd and brought Liuman over quickly.

With a smile on Shen Yuanshan's face, seeing Yan Chenfeng next to him, his attitude was extremely humble: "Zhiyi, Shen Feng, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

Shen Zhiyi's expression was indifferent: "It's pretty good."

Liuman saw that Shen Zhiyi didn't want to talk to them, and was afraid of Yan Chenfeng's identity, so she could only smile along with her: "Zhiyi, I thought you wouldn't come to your sister's wedding today, but now it seems that your sisters still have feelings for each other." .”

"Feelings?" Shen Zhiyi sneered, "I came today for the sake of Mr. Yan, and it has nothing to do with Shen Jiaojiao."

Liuman was tongue-tied, choking on Shen Zhiyi.

But she dared not attack.

Now that Shen Jiaojiao is marrying Yan Qiping, that is the Yan family.

As for the Yan family, Yan Chenfeng had the final say.

In the future, if her daughter wants to live a good life, she must rely on Shen Zhiyi's breath.

"Zhiyi, what happened before was that my mother was not good, and my mother apologized to you. But you see, you are married to Shen Feng now, don't you have a good life? Mom has seen that Shen Feng is a good man early on. , he married you to him..."

"So you've already seen it?" Shen Zhiyi stared at Liu Man, raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then why are you willing to leave such a good man to me, but let your precious daughter marry an illegitimate child?"