The wife dominates the workplace, and the president takes care of the baby

Chapter 93 This is the Complete Home

It was raining violently, and the rain was still falling outside. Yan Qing listened to the sound of piercing through the forest and beating leaves, and leaned on the sofa comfortably holding a warm porcelain bowl.

There was a warm feeling in my heart.

She looked at the bouquet of champagne roses not far away. Madam Yan said that she would teach her how to make dried flowers later, so that they could be stored well.

When she got off work, she and Yan Huaiwen went home together. There were lively and lovely children at home, as well as steaming soup, and the aroma of cooking in the kitchen wafted over.

Father Yan came to work temporarily and was dealing with business in the study.

Yan Huaiwen changed clothes upstairs.

Maybe everyone has their own things to do, and they are busy, but you know, after a while, everyone will sit at the dinner table and have a lively meal.

It turns out that this is the feeling of a complete home, which is great.

Yan Qing lowered her head, resisting the sudden pain and soreness in her eyes.

Seeing something delicious, Runrun, who was sitting on his special stool, inhaled vigorously through his little nose, looking at the bowl of soup in his mother's hand, his eyes were so greedy.

But why didn't my mother drink it, it made him greedy.

Lin Yurong squatted down, looked at the little greedy cat, and said with a smile: "Give us a bowl of Runrun, there is nothing unsuitable for children."

Runrun cheered, immediately embraced Mrs. Yan's neck, and sent a very sincere and moist kiss.

Looking at this picture, Yan Qing couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

She just wanted to say that it's fine for Xiaobao to taste what's in her own bowl, but Mama Lin has already gone to get the tableware.

It's not that he was reluctant to give the child a drink, because Yan Qing had strict control over Runrun's snacks at home before, especially before the meal, and would not let him eat anything other than the main meal.

But she still had lingering fears about Lin Yurong's aura just now, she discussed softly: "Mom, just give Runrun a small bite, not too much, or he won't be able to eat at dinner."

"Children are growing up, they can eat whatever they want, it's fine."

Most of the relatives in the next generation are almost unprincipled love for the little grandson, even in a wealthy family like the Yan family.

Yan Huaiwen simply finished wiping upstairs and changed his clothes.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Runrun's face about to bury his face in a bowl, and he frowned: "I ate so much before dinner, how can I eat it later?"

Because my mother came back, Runrun, who didn't eat well that day, suddenly got an appetite.

Children have no resistance to sweets. Seeing this sweet and glutinous soup, they think it is the most delicious thing, and they have already drank the second bowl.

Hearing Yan Huaiwen's words, the little guy raised his head from the bowl, and saw the adult's expression of hesitation, exactly the same as his mother's expression of not letting him eat snacks.

At a young age, I understood the principle that the law does not blame the public.

As soon as those round, bright black eyes rolled, they pulled my mother out of the water, pouted her small mouth with peach gum still hanging on it, and said, "Mom is also eating, and she is not good, so you have to blame her, and don't let me eat it." She ate."

This little bastard!
Holding the bowl, Yan Qing was just about to take her first sip, but her hand holding the spoon paused, not knowing whether to drink it or put it down.

As a mother, she can lead by example and cannot break the rules, otherwise she will lose her credibility in the future.

But this was specially prepared by Mrs. Yan, and she wanted to drink it to warm her body. She could feel this sincere care.

It's not good if you don't drink it.

And whether it is color or taste, it can seduce people's appetite.

Yan Huaiwen also saw Yan Qing's hesitant expression of holding up the spoon and the bowl, he walked slowly to the seat beside her and sat down, took the bowl and spoon.

In the big palm, the bowl seemed to shrink a lot.

Yan Qing held the porcelain bowl almost filling the palm of his hand, but in Yan Huaiwen's hand, he held the white bowl firmly with just a few long fingers supporting the bottom.

He looked at the orange-red soup in the bowl and asked, "What is this?"

Yan Qing raised his eyes, with a soft and calm smile on his face: "This is the lotus seed, peach gum and papaya soup specially cooked by my mother, it is good for health and beauty."

Yan Huaiwen nodded, Ms. Lin was the most likely to dump these things, drinking this soup must be good for her health.

He scooped up a spoonful smoothly, and brought it directly to Yan Qing's mouth, and said in a warm voice, "Taste it, is it delicious?"

Fortunately, Lin Ma and Mrs. Yan were going to prepare dinner at this time, and they and Runrun were the only ones in the living room.

Yan Qing's face was slightly red, his eyes dodged, and he said softly: "I'll do it myself, I don't need you"

While she opened her mouth to speak, the spoon was sent into her mouth.

The sweet, slightly sour taste melted on the tip of her tongue, without any complicated taste, and the taste was delicate and smooth.

Runrun looked at the picture in front of him, and pursed his mouth aggrievedly. Not only was he not fed, but he had to be talked about while eating.

Yan Huaiwen obviously didn't turn his head to look at the little guy, but he could feel his little emotions, and he said lightly, "If you don't want to drink, just put it down."

Runrun hugged her small bowl tightly, lowered her head again and ate up what was left at the bottom of the bowl, for fear of being snatched away.

The smell of fireworks in the world is most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

Yan Qing felt healed tonight.

It was just a strange feeling, she looked at the man with a natural expression.

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I don't know if the spoon deliberately pressed down on her tongue when it left, and then slipped out.

Maybe it was because she was thinking too much, Yan Qing savored the taste of this food and enjoyed the feeling of being served by others.

Yan Huaiwen fed her spoonful after spoonful as if no one else was around, but he didn't know if it was because of his young technique, he would always scratch her tongue from time to time.

It may be that the president has never served anyone before, and it is also the first time to feed someone.

The bowl of soup soon bottomed out, and finally, Yan Huaiwen stood up, put the bowl on the side of the table, and pulled out the paper from the tissue box.

Yan Qing watched him walking over with a tissue, she reached out to take it, but he nimbly avoided his hand.

Yan Huaiwen bent down, took the tissue himself, and gently pressed the corner of her lips, now Yan Qing was sure that this person did it on purpose.

Because, under the cover of a tissue, his long fingers were kneading her lips wantonly.

The spoon just now was not her illusion.

It's not that the technique is green and crude at all, it's clearly
Runrun is still by his side, this man is really
Yan Qing was ashamed and annoyed, she lowered her eyes, moved suddenly, and bit the finger that was making trouble on her rosy lips.

There was a soft muffled hum from the top of his head.

She raised her eyes in doubt, she probably didn't bite very hard, she just wanted him to stop teasing her like this, a little warning.

Then, she parted her lips and teeth lightly, wanting to let go of this finger.

But this finger didn't restrain itself, instead it suddenly went deeper and touched her tongue.

The wet and soft touch changed his eyes, which were terribly darker than the dark sky outside, and Yan Qing's heart trembled slightly.

Completely covered by the man's broad back, Runrun couldn't see what happened, but she couldn't see her mother.

Xiaotuanzi called out: "Mom!"

　Mr. Yan, whose good work was interrupted: I will send you to a kindergarten tomorrow
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