Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6069 Mei Yuji, summer wind and (4)

Tong Yao lowered her head and flipped through the book in her hand.

She likes reading novels, Kundera, Marquez, and Camus.

She has a separate small study room in the villa, which belongs to her alone.

There is a peaceful silence in the tranquility of the night, like a calm lake, which makes people drown in it.

After reading the book for a while, the night gradually deepened, and Wen Lu hadn't come back yet, Tong Yao closed the book and turned off the light.

At night, I don't know what time it is, Nursery Rhyme, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a chill coming, the quilt on her body was lifted, and the man's chilly pajamas were close to her skin, feeling cool.

"Hmm..." He was kissing her, and his slender hands untied the tie of her pajamas.

This kiss is very familiar to nursery rhymes, even in her dream, she knows who it is.

It's her husband, Wen Lu.

However, Tong Yao felt very tired, couldn't open his eyelids, couldn't raise his arms, so he subconsciously pushed him away.

Aware of her resistance, in the darkness, the man frowned and called her name: "Nursery rhyme."

A deep, thick and somewhat cold voice pierced through the eardrums.

Tong Yao shrinks back: "Tired..."

Her voice was vague, and she didn't know what time it was.

Wen Lu grabbed her hand and refused to let go. It was impossible for a man to stop at such a time.

Wen Lu bowed his head and kissed her again, kissing her lips precisely, domineering and forceful.

Tong Yao pushed him subconsciously, her small face wrinkled: "Don't...I don't want to..."

"Nursery rhyme." He called her name coldly, "I haven't been back for a month."

"But I... don't want to..." She finally woke up. In the darkness, she couldn't see Wen Lu's face clearly, but she could feel his angry tone and aura.

Shrinking her body again, she deliberately avoided him.

She is very tired today, especially when she was woken up in the middle of her sleep. Tomorrow... She has to go to work.

"The last time I was at home, you didn't want to, but this time I came back, you still don't want to, you think I Wen Lu is a monk?" Wen Lu was probably angry, and there was suppressed anger in his hoarse voice.

Tong Yao couldn't see his face and expression, but she could guess and feel it.

In the past, she might have compromised long ago, but tonight...she has no desire at all.

"But I'm really... very tired." Her voice was thin, very soft, and seemed to be pleading.

Finally, she angered Wen Lu.

Wen Lu lifted the quilt, went out, and slammed the door angrily.

"Bang", the door closed, as if the two worlds were separated.

Tong Yao lost all sleepiness, closed her eyes tiredly, her hands clenched her pajamas tightly, her heart beating without rhythm.

The moonlight from the window streamed across the courtyard and onto the bedroom floor.

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Early the next morning.

Tong Yao got up early to dress Wen Mo.

The little guy is energetic and restless, jumping up and down on the bed, his cute little face is full of joy.

Every time Tong Yao sees his happy little face, her heart also becomes happy.

"Morning, good morning." Wen Mo likes to be coquettish with nursery rhymes the most.

"Morning, mom will dress you and take you to the nursery later."

"Okay..." The little guy was very obedient, and responded with a baby voice, not rejecting going to school.

This makes nursery rhymes very worry-free.

She put a clean white T-shirt on the little guy, and there was a cat printed on the T-shirt, and Mo Mo pointed at the kitten and muttered for a long time.

The joy of children is beyond the comprehension of adults.

When going downstairs, nursery rhyme held the little guy's hand, step by step.

(End of this chapter)