Adorable Baby Returns: The President's Husband Begs to Let Him Go

Xia Xiaoyu was trapped between Mu Zeyan's arms, so at such a distance, she could hear every word Mu Zeyan said clearly.

Her face was turned aside awkwardly, and she couldn't help muttering in her heart: "You don't mind, but I do!"

Mu Zeyan is not a careful person, or to be precise, he is a person who rarely needs to look at other people's winks, so these years, he never asks others when he thinks of what he does, but for Xia Xiao Yu, but he couldn't do it.

I don't know if she really cared or was shy, but no matter what, since the other party spoke, Mu Zeyan listened.

He got up and hugged Xia Xiaoyu along the way, and quickly moved to the bathroom between movements.

"Uh... you... what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you want to take a bath? Then wash together, it's easy and convenient!"

"Eh..." Xia Xiaoyu's red face seemed to be bleeding at this moment, she bit her lip, her eyes fluttered and she said, "Honey, can I wash it myself?" '

After all, she knew that washing together would inevitably lead to a lot of trouble in the bathroom.

Mu Zeyan just smiled, in a way that people couldn't understand. Xia Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

But at this moment, Mu Zeyan put Xia Xiaoyu down, opened the door for Xia Xiaoyu, and then turned on the heater in an instant, "You go to wash first, call me after washing, I will get you clothes !"

This person's tenderness always came so timely, Xia Xiaoyu felt an unusual warmth in his chest instantly, although there is no need for old couples to hide and be twitchy about sex, but Xia Xiaoyu has such a personality, so no matter what she will bring some innate Come reserved.

Regarding this point, Mu Zeyan understands and feels it. He is not angry, nor does he feel that Xia Xiaoyu is pretentious. On the contrary, what he gives most is understanding, because in his view of feelings, only when two people understand each other can they understand each other. true happiness.

Xia Xiaoyu took a bath like never before, and when she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, Mu Zeyan hurried over with a big bathrobe.

"The one who told you to call me after washing, why are you so disobedient!"

Xia Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue playfully, and said, "The air conditioner is on in the room, it's not cold, don't worry!"

"That can't just come out like this. The air conditioner is only turned on at 26 degrees, and there is still a temperature difference!"

Xia Xiaoyu was not talking, because Mu Zeyan had brought her to the dressing table at this moment, and he didn't know when he had prepared the hair dryer. When Xia Xiaoyu sat on the chair, he immediately helped Xia Xiaoyu blow her hair .

Xia Xiaoyu didn't resist or refuse. It may be that she has gradually gotten used to Mu Zeyan's care in her accumulated life, so when Mu Zeyan gently blows her hair, she stretches out her hand to support her. Enjoy with cheeks closed and eyes closed.

Mu Zeyan's fingers were strong and slender, with a little strength when they passed through the gaps in the hair, Rao's scalp was particularly comfortable.

Xia Xiaoyu couldn't help but groaned, probably because she was tired from playing in the past two days, so it was really nice to relax all of a sudden. Seeing this, Mu Zeyan asked Xia Xiaoyu to sit up straight, and then said: "I will You pinch it twice, Zihan pinched it for me before, it's very comfortable!"

"No need, no need!"

Xia Xiaoyu immediately pulled Mu Zeyan's hand off. Mu Zeyan squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Xiaoyu thoughtfully, and then asked, "What's the matter? Is it because I'm afraid I won't feel comfortable pinching it?"

"That's not true!" Xia Xiaoyu paused for a moment, and then she said shyly, "I just think that you are a bit...a bit...yes, a little bit...yes, wasteful, overqualified!"

"It was this one!"

Mu Zeyan couldn't help but sneered, then reached out and pinched Xia Xiaoyu's cheek hard.

"You are already my wife, so there is no identity between me and me. No matter who I am, or how aggressive I am outside, as long as we are two, I only have one identity. That's your husband!"

"my husband?"

Mu Zeyan frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the way Xia Xiaoyu murmured these two words, "Why? I dare you to think that I'm not your husband!"

"Ah, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Xia Xiaoyu immediately turned around, she grabbed Mu Zeyan's hands, and said aggrievedly: "It is said that women are the ones with wild thoughts, why did you come to us and become your wild thoughts, why are you not my husband? I got the marriage certificate, you are not my husband who is my husband!"

"Since you know, then sit obediently!"

"But……"

"It's nothing but, for me, doing anything for my wife is worthwhile and should be."

Mu Zeyan's words were very solemn, almost uttered word by word, Xia Xiaoyu stared at him intently for a long time, finally smiled and pulled Mu Zeyan's hands over.

"Come on, come on, squeeze it well, if you feel uncomfortable, you won't be allowed to go to bed for a while!"

Mu Zeyan's expression turned into a clear sky in an instant. He took a step forward, then stretched out his hand and slowly pressed down on Xia Xiaoyu's head.

In fact, Mu Zeyan's massage was not professional, it was uneven here and there, but Xia Xiaoyu enjoyed it very much.

With her eyes closed, she felt as if she had fallen into the cotton pile.

After the massage, Mu Zeyan went to take a bath, and Xia Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep when he came back.

She was lying under the quilt, with one arm exposed, and a snow-white jade foot sticking out from the edge of the quilt on the other side.

Mu Zeyan couldn't hold back a chuckle, and then he gently stuffed Xia Xiaoyu's arms and feet into the quilt.

"How old are you, how come your sleeping posture is still so bad, like a child!"

But the person in the quilt didn't respond at all, and she was snoring right now.

"You said you, just fell asleep all of a sudden, and the promised tenderness is gone!"

There was a faint disappointment in Mu Zeyan's eyes, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't wake Xia Xiaoyu up at this time.

Thinking about it this way, he had no choice but to turn off the light and go to sleep, but Xia Xiaoyu turned over and put her slippery arm on Mu Zeyan's chest again.

The scent of jasmine-scented body wash slowly spread to Mu Zeyan's nasal cavity. He couldn't help but take a breath, then suppressed a certain feeling in his body and reached out to take Xia Xiaoyu's arm off.