Warm and Romantic Love

Xiang Nuan's first thing at home is to pour himself a big glass of cold water.

This Takeda Yazi is simply too colorful!

After making up his mind to warm, he will not go out with that woman.

It's really bad.

After a while, uncle Cheng came in with a big shopping bag. "Little lady, where should I put these things?" Turn to warm subconsciously, after seeing what is in Uncle Cheng's hand, she is white with fear.

"Uncle Cheng!"

Xiang warm's cry was so sad that he gave uncle Cheng a big fright.

"Young lady?"

Xiangnuan can't talk. He quickly comes to the shopping bag and holds it in his hand. "I'll do it. Uncle Cheng, you go to work first."

Although he felt strange, uncle Cheng took a look at Xiang Nuan and bowed away without questioning.

Xiang Nuan saw Uncle Cheng go, immediately ran upstairs, back to the room and locked the door.

What should I do with these things?

He was so anxious that his forehead soon began to sweat.

Where can I put it?

Xiangnuan's cloakroom is very large, but there is no place to hide things. It is more than a month away from Qin yuan's birthday. It would be bad if Qin yuan accidentally found out.

But if you don't put it in your own room, someone else may enter at any time, which is more dangerous.

Thinking about it, Xiang warm suddenly thought of the drawer under the bed.

Their beds are big and comfortable, but they are also practical. There are two small drawers at the foot of the house. In fact, they can't be used at ordinary times. There is nothing empty in them.

The more you think about it, the more feasible it is.

The sexy underwear she bought took up a lot of space, but the content was very small. She took apart several big boxes and put the clothes into two small drawers.

But as soon as she was halfway through, she heard a knock at the door.

"Little warm, are you in there?"

Qin yuan's voice scared to warm face are white, also do not care about the classification, to warm things quickly into the drawer.

Without response, Qin yuan knocked on the door again, "I took the key, I came in?"

What?

To the warm face suddenly a little blood color has no.

When did he get the key!

After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Nuan heard the sound of unlocking the lock. Xiang Nuan quickly pulled all the things into the drawer, closed the drawer, and ran aside with the bag.

No sooner had she stopped than the door was opened.

Qin yuan, dressed in light gray home clothes, stood at the door, and his tall figure put great pressure on Xiang warm.

"Old man, husband..."

To warm squeeze out a smile, see Qin yuan stride over. "Are you all right?"

She shook her head in a hurry.

But these actions did not eliminate Qin yuan's worries. "Why is your face so white?" Qin yuan touched his warm hand and twisted his brow. "Hands are so cold."

Obviously, Qin yuan is to feel to warm cheat him.

This actually let to warm a sigh of relief, she obediently lean on Qin yuan's arms, "I'm really OK, just a little stomachache." She is now standing just close to the bathroom, a flash of light in her warm head.

"I just came out of the bathroom, so I didn't hear you knocking on the door."

"Oh?"

Qin yuan observed without trace.

Do you come out of the bathroom with a shopping bag? And what's inside is

He said quietly, "since you are not feeling well, you can lie down for a while."

Qin yuan lifted Xiang Nuan to the bed and helped her cover the quilt. "You're good. I'll ask Uncle Cheng to deliver the medicine."

"No more!"

To warm quickly pull Qin yuan, but Qin yuan is still very worried, "then drink some hot water."

Uncle Cheng quickly brought up hot water, and Qin yuan gave xiangnuan a few mouthfuls. He sat by the bed with his big hand deep in the quilt and touched Xiangwen's stomach. "It's a little cold indeed." His hand didn't move, so he put it there to warm up.

At first Xiang Nuan was very nervous. She just hoped that Qin yuan would leave quickly so that she could confirm whether she had any omissions.

But look at Qin yuan as stable as Mount Tai, should not have found it?

To warm slowly, the heart is also stable.

His hands were warm and comfortable on her stomach. To warm confused, do not know when to fall asleep. Qin yuan looked at Xiang Nuan. After a while, he stood up and walked silently in the room.

When he saw the end of the bed, Qin yuan's eyes stopped. He stepped forward and gently opened the drawer. After seeing what was inside, Qin yuan laughed

Xiang Nuan had a good sleep. When she was looking at her eyes, she saw Qin yuan beside her, leaning against the head of the bed to read the documents.

Outside the window the sun is just right, the man around him is full of leisure, there is a kind of unspeakable calm.

It's very eye-catching.Looking at the warm, they are a bit stuck.

I don't know how long after, Qin yuan looked up at her eyes and laughed. "Awake?" Qin yuan put down the document in his hand and touched her forehead.

"There doesn't seem to be a fever."

"Ah?" She seems to say only stomachache, how can have a fever?

"Gastrointestinal discomfort is easy to cause high fever. Is there any discomfort now?"

To warm shake his head, Qin yuan gently smile.

"Then get up and get active and eat later."

"Yes

Warm up to warm up, but almost overwhelming the side of the sleeping little guy. This startled Xiang Nuan. He turned his head and looked at Qin yuan and asked in a low voice:

"why is Ding Ding Ding here?"

"Oh." Qin yuan smile deeper, "I played with him for a while, heard that you came back, he will come to see you."

"But he wasn't there before I went to bed..."

"Uncle Cheng took him to the bath at that time."

After the bath, the boy came over and fell asleep beside him.

Looking at the side of the small body asleep, to warm eyes gentle a few minutes. She carefully touched Dingding's small hands and forehead, "husband, Dingding is so cute."

Ding Ding's sleeping appearance is particularly good, he is not fat, but so quiet sleep, or feel his small face flesh.

It's lovely.

"He really missed you."

Ding Ding most like to warm on the number of eyes, but now closed eyes, looks alive is a reduced version of Qin yuan.

Xiang Nuan looks at him, suddenly turns back to see Qin yuan, and then turns his head to see Ding Ding.

"Hey."

"Smirk what?"

Qin yuan was too much to be disturbed by her, but not angry to warm, bent over to pull Qin yuan's hand. "Husband, Ding Ding is really like you."

And it's more and more like it.

"My son is like Laozi." Qin yuan smile, a look of justice.

The original words were to warm up, but now see Qin yuan so, she was a little unconvinced.

"In fact, Tintin is like mine."

"Oh?"

"Eyes, it looks like a lot!"

She said it seriously, very seriously. Qin yuan looked at her two eyes and pulled her into his arms with a smile, "yes, it's very similar to you."