Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

The next room.

Gentle lying on her side on the bed, turning over her cell phone.

The blue light hit her flushed face, making it even more sad.

The mobile screen saver is a picture of a family of three. Gently raise your hand and cover your mother's smile. Tears surge again.

She shook her hand and accidentally turned on the camera. A figure soon appeared on the screen.

Gently and violently sat up, picked up the pillow and threw it at the figure behind him.

The man held the pillow firmly, revealing a cold and alienated face.

Wen Wan was stunned, "cold... Mr. cold?"

Lenglie looked at her faintly and didn't speak.

Wen Wan quickly wiped his tears and looked at the closed door, "how did you get in?"

"Swipe your card in."

Wenwan was wondering where he got his room card when the man suddenly raised his hand and stretched it out to her.

The clenched palm unfolded, and a cracked emerald wrench appeared in the man's palm.

Gently looking at the finger with traces, he covered his mouth and burst into tears.

Lenglie frowned slightly, and his tone was a little impatient. "This was found from the scene. Do you want to?"

This scene is undoubtedly her mother's

She nodded in tears, rushed up and took the trigger, "yes! I want..."

Coldly and faintly withdrew his hand, "then I'll go first."

As soon as he turned around, a choking female voice sounded, "wait a minute!"

Lenglie turned around, "what else?"

As soon as his voice fell, a gust of wind blew, and a delicate and soft body suddenly rushed into his arms.

The man's body tightened in an instant. He subconsciously wanted to push her. As soon as he put his hand on her waist, there was a sob in his ear.

"Thank you... Brother Leng... Thank you."

Lenglie hesitated for a second. At this time, the door of the room was kicked open.

He turned his head and saw Li mingjue holding Yan Huan outside the door.

After the two sides' eyes collided, they were stupid at the same time.

Yan Huan stared blankly at the scene in front of her and turned to look at the Li mingjue beside her.

"Husband... We seem to disturb their love affair."

Gentle and eager to explain, "sister is not, I'm just thanking brother Leng..."

Yan Huan nodded vaguely, "have you become brother Leng?"

The gentle face turned red in an instant.

She pushed away, cold, and when she didn't want to come down, her skirt caught the man's trouser belt.

With a hiss, the skirt tore open and two white thighs exposed.

Yan Huan frowned and was about to cover Li mingjue's eyes. He didn't want to see the man turn over automatically and consciously.

Lenglie is the closest. She pulls Wenwan into her arms for the first time and takes off her coat to put it on for her.

Yan Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I didn't expect that there was such a considerate time for the cold ice lump?"

As soon as she spoke, she heard a man's cold voice.

"Return the clothes after washing. I don't want to smell like a woman."

Yan Huan took a swipe at the corners of her mouth, and both the master and servant of the secret way were straight men.

He said thank you in a gentle and low voice. Lenglie didn't look at her anymore and got up and walked towards the door.

After arriving at the door, Lenglie nodded to Yan Huan before leaving.

Yan Huan came forward and helped Wen Wan up, "how are you?"

Gently shook his head, "I'm fine. Just now, thanks to brother Leng, I caught me. By the way, sister, why did you come to me so late?"

Yan Huan hesitated and said, "this..."

Before she finished, the man suddenly came forward, raised her hand and looked down at Wen Wan.

"This is you..."

Yan Huan immediately stood on tiptoe and put her red lips on the man's lips. At the same time, she reached into the man's clothes and squeezed it hard.

The man's eyes darkened, pressed her waist and lifted her up in the air.

Yan Huan put his legs around his waist, glared at him angrily and whispered, "you dare to make Wan'er cry again at this point. I promise you won't touch a finger for a month."

The man squinted at her. "What about the injury on your wrist?"

Yan Huan stared at him, opened his mouth and bit the man's clavicle, protesting in a low voice, "you usually don't bite me less!"

He stared at her with low eyes, glanced at the gentleness on the ground, and said faintly, "this will not be an example."

With that, she hugged Yan Huan's waist and went out of the door.

Mildly and blankly watching the two leave, I haven't understood what's going on.

That night.

There was a loud noise all night from the next room.

The war is particularly fierce.

……

The next morning.

Hotel restaurant.

Yan Huan poked the chicken soup in the bowl and glared at the elegant porridge man across the table.

She kicked him unconvinced, stretched out her arm full of red marks, "look at this bite?"

Not only arms, but also legs, and even places that can't be seen

The man ate her all night last night!

Inside and outside, there is no good place.

Li mingjue took a piece of meat and handed it to her bowl. "I can let you bite it back tonight."

Yan Huan angrily poked the meat, puffed his cheeks and said, "you want to be beautiful!"

She won't sleep with him tonight.

When he was angry with a man, two familiar figures came to the door of the restaurant.

Gentle and cold come in at the same time.

Lenglie just took a glass of milk and sat down at Li mingjue's side. He said coldly, "President Li, madam."

Li mingjue gave a faint hum.

Compared with men's insipid, Yan Huan's eyes are full of gossip.

She squinted at Lenglie, "you slipped away last night, but not today. To be honest, what are you doing in Wan'er's room at night?"

Lenglie said expressionless, "I picked up her mother's things at the scene."

A word immediately poured a basin of cold water on Yan Huan.

She looked at the gentle walking and silently put away her smile.

Mildly and blankly looked at several people, "what's the matter, sister?"

Yan Huan looked at her swollen eyes and whispered, "did you sleep well last night?"

Gently shook his head, "sister, since you left, there has been a woman shouting, which makes me unable to sleep."

Yan Huan smiled.

The woman who called all night... Isn't that her?

His cheeks flushed rapidly.

"Sister, why is your face red?"

Yan Huan smiled awkwardly, "it may be too hot."

Li mingjue took a cold potato and put it in her bowl. His eyebrows and eyes were flat and said, "eat more and cool down."

Yan Huan stared at him.

Why is this man so thick skinned?