The night is deep.

Fu family, Fu Yunting sat in the children\'s room and made milk powder for his son sleeping in the crib at the appointed time.

Watching the little guy close his eyes, muttering and sucking the pacifier hard, his small fist was tightly squeezed, his eyebrows and eyes spoiled, and his mood relaxed.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and a warm body was pasted on his back.

Fu Yunting didn\'t look back and knew it was Xia Ling without guessing.

The groan and moan in the space filled with strong perfume. The little kid who had drunk the milk powder was going to sleep uncomfortefully and loosened the nipple.

Fu Yunting put away the bottle, got up quickly and pulled Xia Ling out of the children\'s room.

The woman in front of her was wearing a set of sexy pajamas, revealing a large area of skin.

The makeup is on the face, and the perfume on the body is full of smell.

Fu Yunting frowned and took her to the bedroom.

"Why are you dressed so little? You are still dressed up. You are still working on the moon. You must pay attention to keeping warm. Besides, the perfume on your body will not be sprayed at home later. Your son is still young and sensitive."

People come back, but the nature of mind still hasn\'t returned to the past.

He still remembered that when he took her to see his son after she washed, he inadvertently saw her disgusting expression.

How can a son born to himself show an expression of disgust on his face?

Even if you lose your memory, shouldn\'t motherhood be born?

Now, in the depth of night, she wears a light makeup and perfume.

What is this?

You want to marry him?

But when Mingming first came back, she was still in a panic. Why did she change back to the way she was before giving birth only a few hours later?

Delicate and flirtatious, it is no longer as playful and gentle and generous as before.

It\'s really bad. His heart began to be agitated inexplicably.

"Husband, are you blaming me?"

Xia Xi hugged Fu Yunting\'s thin waist and muttered discontentedly, "is it between your son and me that you like your son better?"

The man didn\'t come to sleep with her in the middle of the night, but stayed in the nursery all the time.

On a whim, she wanted to dress up and see if he would be seduced.

But now, instead of feeling that he was seduced by himself, she could vaguely feel his rejection of himself.

What\'s going on?

It must be the existence of small things that distracted him from himself.

"Nothing."

Fu Yunting collected all his emotions and said with a smile, "how can you even eat your own son\'s vinegar?"

"Because you are mine, I don\'t want to share your love with others."

Xia Xi held Fu Yunting\'s waist and rubbed it deliberately with a charming voice. "Husband, it\'s getting late. Will you sleep with me?"

The woman\'s pretty face is pink and tender. It\'s still that face, but it makes Fu Yunting want to run away for no reason.

He took her by the shoulder in a disguised way, helped her to the bed and lay down. In a soft voice, "go to bed first, and I\'ll see my son again."

"But husband, I\'m so scared."

Xia Xi grabbed Fu Yunting\'s hand and pretended to be pitiful.

"Don\'t be afraid. This is our home. My son and I will always be with you."

Fu Yunting was silent. "If you\'re afraid, why don\'t I let Aunt Li come with you."

Xia Xi: "

What\'s the matter with this man?

Can\'t you tell she\'s asking on purpose?

Why does she want an old woman to accompany her!

She just wants to turn off the light and do something with him that only husband and wife can do!