The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

The big floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunshine outside is very good, the sky is as blue as Wang Qingquan, a ray of light slantly shoots on the faces of the father and son, everything is not real, a handsome and charming man, a little doll like a doughnut , This picture is as beautiful as an oil painting. Su Cen was stunned for a while, and then felt that the world is stable and the years are peaceful, and this is probably the state.

President Shen Da's friends came over, staring at the little baby's pink face, and asked, "Young Master Han, what's the name of your precious son!"

"The nickname is Yangyang, and the nickname is Shen Yanjiang! My father-in-law named it, how about it, sounds good!"

That embarrassing tone drew a lot of stares from around.

During this full moon wine, Shen Mohan was really uncomfortable, hugging his son, walking around, looking at people and saying: "Hey, is your wife pregnant?"

The other party's reaction is mostly: "Damn! What are you thinking about my wife!"

Glancing at Su Cen who was not far away, Shen Mohan couldn't hide his complacency even though he was embarrassed, and said very unbearably: "Go away, who misses your wife? I'll just ask, when are you going to have a baby?" Children, my wife gave birth to a big fat boy! You all have to hurry up!".

Shen Mohan thought that he was showing off very decently, very reserved, and very calm, but when a group of people looked at someone who was so frightened that he was about to die, they really pushed him to the ground and stomped him twice!By the way, I have to spit, 'I'll make you laugh! '.

But President Shen Da, who is sleeping, is in a good mood, completely ignoring the disgusting looks of the people around him.

In the evening, when the nanny was bathing the child, Shen Mohan moved to the side to observe. The nanny looked at his serious look, and smiled beside him: "Sir, why don't you come and wash the young master."

Shen Mohan was afraid that his hands and feet would hurt that white and tender little bun, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't, I'll observe and study for a few more days."

After taking a bath, the nanny wrapped the baby in a big bath towel, and Shen Mohan hurriedly hugged him, but who would have thought that the little guy was being carried around for a day, and found that he was still being hugged by his terrified father at night. Unhappy, she flattened her mouth and tears welled up in her eyes.

Shen Mohan's treatment of his son was naturally extremely cruel, he snorted coldly, and said, "How can a boy be so squeamish, how can he cry so easily?"

Totally forgot that the son on one side was only 30 days old.

He muttered over and over again and put the Yangyang child into the cradle, sat by the cradle, teased his son wickedly, and stretched his index finger to Duoduo's mouth, poor little Baozi thought that his father wanted to eat delicious food for him, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up" and sucked hard.

After being wrapped for a long time without food, she cried out with a "wow", her mouth was puckered, her face was flushed red, and her eyes were full of tears. She looked so pitiful.

Su Cen, who came out of the bathroom, saw this scene, and slapped him on the top of the head with a "slap" angrily, "Is there such a father as you?!"

"I've washed my hands..." Shen Mohan turned around with an aggrieved face, wow, since he had this little bun, his status in the family has plummeted, and his status was not high at first, but this is great, he directly entered the ground three I can't even find his existence!Can you not be wronged!

Su Cen picked up the little baby who was stretching out in the crib, kissed her, carried her to the bed, hugged her in her arms, and lay on her side to feed the baby in her arms without even looking at anyone.

After a while, the little thing with tears in the corners of its eyes fell asleep beautifully with its own 'ration' in its mouth.

When she was coaxing the baby to sleep, and Su Cen was about to coax herself to sleep, she suddenly felt a pair of hot hands caressing her waist, and the scorching breath sprayed behind her ears.

"Honey, it's a full moon, can I do it..." His voice was hoarse, with a hint of lust.

Shen Mohan felt that he must have held it in for too long, otherwise how could he be so uncontrollable?When he sees her breastfeeding Yang Yang on weekdays, he feels like a wolf with green eyes and hungry for months.

Speaking of which, her restless big hand had already reached Su Cen's chest. Since she was pregnant, she looked much plumper than before. Now Shen Mohan only felt that the actual result was more satisfying to him than the visual inspection.

Su Cen froze, then pushed away the hand he was pressing on her chest, and said silently, "No..."

"Then...how else..." Shen Mohan licked his face, laughed along with him, grabbed her little hand, and went to the hot place under his body, "You help me with your hands?"

Su Cen turned over, glanced at him, kicked him without hesitation.

Shen Mohan didn't expect her to come for real, but fortunately he reacted in time, and quickly grabbed the foot she kicked over, and said with lingering fear: "Honey, can you not be so ruthless!? You don't want sex for the rest of your life?"

Su Cen glanced at him, sneered, and said lazily, "Have you ever given me sex?"

"You...what do you mean?" Shen Mohan's words were of no small importance to Shen Mohan's ears. It was a matter of a man's dignity, and he had to justify himself. "Who was the one who moaned on the bed every time before?"

He didn't have the nerve to mention the time when she was incontinent during pregnancy, he was afraid that if he mentioned it, he would be beaten up!

"It was all pretended by me," Su Cen raised his eyelids lightly, and said lightly with a disdainful expression, "I'm afraid it will hurt your self-esteem."

Pretend!Shen Mohan choked there, unable to utter a word, almost choking him to death!She actually said she was pretending!He clearly remembered that she had been incontinent before! ?Could it be that it is also pretending! ?If that's just pretending, his wife's acting skills are definitely beyond Oscar!

Su Cen obviously felt his stiffness, pushed away his hands, tied his belt, and turned over to sleep.

In the darkness, Shen Mohan stared at the back of her head for a long time, scratching her heart with claws, all kinds of mess!

Could it be...she...she was really pretending to be orgasm all the time?

He really wanted to shake Su Cen up and ask her if what she just said was true.

Su Cen fell asleep quickly, while Shen Mohan stared at the back of her head and lost sleep all night.

The winter in City Z is coming again, and it will be the New Year in a few days. The custom of the Shen family is to eat dumplings during the New Year. Since the child is still young, Shen Taihong feels sorry for his great-grandson and does not let them go back. My wife came over to have a meal with them.

As soon as the old man came, Shen Jiaheng and his wife also came.

Su Cen got up early in the morning and asked Aunt Mei to prepare the ingredients and make dumplings by herself.

As soon as he sat down in the restaurant, he heard footsteps, and when he looked up, it was Shen Mohan.

Wearing a very homely gray sweater, he caught her gaze and explained, "Honey, I... I won't go to the company today."

Su Cen ignored him, but he didn't feel bored, and sat down on the chair next to her.

Aunt Mei and the two nannies quickly brought the rolled dumpling wrappers and two seafood and fish dumpling fillings to the table. When they saw Shen Mohan, they also smiled and asked, "Master, are you here to make dumplings too?"

Shen Mohan was in high spirits now, sat up straight and looked at the chopped stuffing in the basin, and asked Su Cen, "Can you make dumplings?"

Su Cen was too lazy to talk, so he wrapped it up.

She made dumplings quickly and well, and after a while, she piled up a small row of beautifully shaped and chubby dumplings.

On the other hand, the dumplings made by Shen Mohan were so horrible that they all fell crookedly and without posture on the table, unable to stand upright.

Su Cen looked up at him from time to time, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and said, "Can you stop making trouble? The dumplings you made will fall apart as soon as they are in the pot."

Seeing that his goal of begging for attention had been achieved, Shen Mohan put down the half-wrapped dumpling in his hand, looked at it pretendingly, and then affirmed her statement: "Well, you're right, why don't you teach me?"

Su Cen replied with a cold snort.

When the dumplings were almost finished, Su Cen also stood up, stretched, and asked Aunt Mei to cook them.I went upstairs to greet the grandparents who hugged their great-grandchildren as soon as they entered the door and never let go to come down for dinner.

After meeting the old and the young of the Shen family, Su Cen took a shower and got into bed.

Shen Mohan, who followed into the room, saw his wife's blushing face after getting out of the bath, and suddenly felt hot in his lower abdomen, walked over, pressed her under him, stroked her soft body with his big hands, and held her small and delicate earballs , "Honey, it's been several months, I think..."

Su Cen froze, and calmly pushed away the hand he was pressing on her chest, and said silently, "I'm very tired today."

Shen Mohan felt discouraged for a moment, his eyes were a little lonely, but he still leaned up and kissed the side of her face, and said, "Good boy, then go to sleep."

Su Cen stretched her legs out of the bed, said silently while putting on her slippers, "I'm going to see the baby."

Shen Mohan felt distressed, for a long time, this was the way the two got along.

Su Cen seemed to have resigned to her fate and obediently stayed by her side, and the child had been born smoothly, but every time he tried to ease the relationship between the two and make further progress, she would show this kind of refusal manner.

Shen Mohan knew that Su Cen blamed himself for forcibly confining her by his side.

He also blamed himself, why did he use such a way to stimulate her?

But he has no regrets about tying Su Cen to his side.He knew that if he let her go for a while, she would never look back.

Now that she is like this, although she still hasn't forgiven herself, there will be a long time to come, and there will always be a day when she will soften her.

But Su Cen, who completely regarded him as invisible, made him feel very frustrated.

He hardly sees Su Cen every day now. She spends most of the time with the baby in the baby's room, and sometimes takes the baby out for a walk with the nanny.But as soon as he appeared, even if she was still holding the baby in her arms, she would immediately hand the baby over to the nanny, then go back to her room and lock herself in the room alone.

He had heard whispers between the nannies at home more than once, and they were all curious about what was going on between the young master and the young mistress.

Shen Mohan couldn't stand this kind of cold violence. He asked Su Cen what she wanted to do.

Her answer was: "Didn't you want me to stay? I stayed, and I will never run away again. I will watch Yang Yang grow up, get married, have children, and I will stay by your side until I die! Aren't you satisfied with that?"

He didn't know how to refute, or rather, he was irrefutable.

One night as soon as he got home, he went upstairs to see his son, and seeing that Su Cen was not there, he asked the nanny, "Young mistress is staying in the room again?"

The nanny shook her head and said, "Young Mistress has gone out."

Now Shen Mohan was a little surprised, he asked: "What time did you leave? Is she alone?"

"I went out after six o'clock," Aunt Mei tried her best to recall, "She didn't ask the driver to take her there, she drove out by herself."

"Well, I see."

Shen Mohan turned around and entered the baby's room, stretched out his finger and poked his fleshy little face, the little thing in the crib immediately "giggled".

Looking at his son, Shen Mohan sighed imperceptibly, and said in a low voice: "Son, it would be great if you could talk, intercede for father, let mother live a good life with father, mother is in this state, father is very uncomfortable ····".

Yang Yang stared at his black eyes, stretched out his little hand curiously, grabbed his father's finger, and laughed again.

Shen Mohan felt that no matter how much trouble came back to the room, when he saw his son's innocent smiling face, he would run away from heaven.

Becoming a baby daddy with great patience, breastfeeding his son himself, putting him to sleep, checking the time, and calling Su Cen, but no one answered.

Ever since she said she would not run away on the day she was born, Shen Mohan no longer looked for anyone to watch her, but who would have thought that this little woman would leave her son behind and go out, and she still hasn't come back, which made him Some fire.

Su Cen didn't get home until after three o'clock in the morning. Shen Mohan was sitting in the living room downstairs waiting for her. As soon as she approached, she could smell alcohol and cigarettes all over her body.

Shen Mo was so cold that he stopped her at the door of the room and asked, "Su Cen, what time did you come back!? Where did you go?"

Su Cen didn't seem to be drunk. On the contrary, he was quite sober. He even smiled at him, and then asked, "Can you control it?"

Shen Mohan was angry, and just about to speak, he noticed a red mark on the side of her neck with his sharp eyes. Without even thinking about it, he waved his big hand and pulled her over. Only when he got closer did he see that it was a dark red scar. Hickey, head bang, a little dazed, a little short of breath! .

His eyes became cold and stern, he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and gritted his teeth, "Su Cen, let me ask again, where have you been?"

"Where did you go?" Su Cen glanced at him impatiently, and sneered, "Where else do you think I can go?"

Shen Mohan was furious, his eyes were burning red, and the veins on his forehead were twitching. In the next second, he tore off her blouse, and his goal was to see the dense hickey marks on her neck.