Lord Xiao, your little goblin is on fire again

Qiao Jinshen's smile hadn't closed yet, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. When she saw her father, she turned around abruptly and rubbed directly on Lu Wan'er's chest.

"Need to clean up?" Qiao Chuan, who put on his slippers, clasped the brat in his arms with one hand, and slapped his ass crisply.

"Bu...bu..." After being slapped, Qiao Jinshen cried and hurried to find her mother.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Lu Wan'er was about to hug him, but Qiao Chuan stopped her, and even carried away Qiao Chenyi who was sitting on the carpet, "It's getting dark, go to sleep."

"It's not time yet, it's only eight o'clock." Lu Wan'er got up and followed.

Qiao Chuan didn't listen to her, "They can sleep when it's dark, I have a way."

Qiao Jinshen, who was still crying and pretending not to shed tears, saw that the bedroom door was closed and her mother disappeared, so she held her mouth shut for a moment.

"Fake and fake, whoever you want, little showman."

Qiao Chuan put them on the crib, and wiped his endless saliva with a paper, "Like your brother, be honest, and you will be beaten less in the future."

Qiao Jinshen blinked, her drooling mouth was stuffed into a pacifier, looking at her father, she wanted to spit it out but dared not.

Qiao Chenyi was also stuffed, he didn't make a fuss, his small mouth teased gently.

When Lu Wan'er saw that he came back and picked up the words to put the child to sleep, she instantly knew what he wanted to do next.

After all, the two have not been separated for a short time, and everyone has normal needs.

Turn around and go to the bedroom.

About half an hour or so.

Qiao Chuan gently closed the door, and the thick desire in his eyes was crushed and shattered, and was completely released in those eyes. He walked into the master bedroom, saw that the bathroom door was still closed, and walked over.

Only this time, it's not so easy to get in.

It was locked from inside by the little girl.

With his left shoulder leaning against the door, he raised his hand and knocked lightly a few times, with a lazy and eager tone, "What kind of door is locked for the shower, open it."

Lu Wan'er, who was still arranging her clothes, looked at herself in the mirror and was already shy, but his urging made her fasten her hands even more awkwardly, "Wait a minute."

It was quiet over there.

Less than 5 minutes later, the knock on the door rang again.

"Isn't it good that the sound of the shower has stopped? You don't need to wipe your body, it will still be wet later."

"Can you wait a little while!" Lu Wan'er, who was urged again, raised her voice. She had no experience in wearing this specially designed improved cheongsam for the first time.

Shy and anxious.

This time, the sound outside was completely silent.

Qiao Chuan didn't leave. When he saw the little girl's cell phone on the bed, he bent his lips and smiled. With bad thoughts, he took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, dialed the number and dialed it.

In an instant, her mobile phone rang in the bedroom.

"The phone is ringing."

"Who hit it?"

"mom."

Hearing this, before Lu Wan'er could buckle the last button on her leg, she pulled up the bathrobe at hand and put it on her body, tied her belt, unlocked and opened the door, all in one go.

The moment the door was opened, Qiao Chuan, who had succeeded in his plan, directly turned off his cell phone, and the ringing stopped. He put his arms around her waist and took it to the bedside, and put the cell phone on the bedside.

Sitting on the side of the bed, he grabbed her waist with both hands, and locked her standing in front of him in his arms.

"What are you doing? You don't come out for a long time, and you still lock the door?"

Realizing that she had been cheated, Lu Wan'er frowned tightly, her eyes filled with complaints towards him, "Whatever you urged, I told you to wait a while."

"I don't even have my clothes on." She lowered her voice very low, as if she was muttering alone, but she couldn't escape Qiao Chuan's excellent hearing.

"Huh?" He was full of excitement, and raised his hand to untie her bathrobe, "There are still clothes in the bathrobe?"

Lu Wan'er, who was not yet mentally prepared, tried it for the first time. She was still a little shy.

Qiao Chuan understood her and let go to turn off the bedroom light.

Turning around again, the little girl with rosy cheeks got into the quilt directly, seeing his watery eyes filled with instinctive shame.

Following her wishes, he didn't lift the quilt, but reached out to touch the special structure of the clothes.

"When did you prepare it? A surprise for me?" His voice was full of laughter, he bent down, and his lips fell on the corner of her mouth to kiss her lightly, delicately.

His voice was still extremely hoarse, and it sounded extraordinarily sexy to his ears.

With the cover of the fig leaf of darkness, Lu Wan'er let go a little, reached out to hook his neck, and responded to him softly, "Well, a few days ago."

"Little girl, you are quite good at playing."

"Who taught you this?"

Qiao Chuan knew that someone must have mentioned this to her, otherwise, with her thin-skinned personality, she wouldn't suddenly want to buy it, especially about that aspect.

"Stop asking." She didn't say, and didn't let him continue to ask.

The little girl's voice belonged to the softness of the south, and this softness completely softened his attitude, "Okay, I won't ask any more."

"Just do it."

-

The next day, Qiao Chuan returned with extra vigor.

He is usually serious and stern on the training ground, but now he can't help smiling, but the discipline he should have is still not loose. His eyes quickly glanced at the person in front of him, as if he was secretly looking for the surgeon.

There was silence for 10 minutes.

"Group training."

With his order, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in silence.

After training in the morning, Qiao Chuan happened to meet Liu Yu in the cafeteria, and asked him to go in to order a meal first, then went into the shade of a tree and called the little girl to ask her how she was doing.

The bell rang for a while before the other end answered.

"Why?" Lu Wan'er's tone was not very good, and she was a little hoarse when she listened carefully.

Qiao Chuan coaxed patiently, with the corners of his mouth raised, "Are you up? I told auntie before I left that I won't disturb your rest."

No wonder it was so quiet all morning.

Lu Wan'er pulled the quilt up, and when she thought that her aunt knew everything, she couldn't hide her shame, "Then how do I get out later?"

The tone is a bit complaining.

"Why is it so easy to be ashamed? Just go out normally."

Seeing someone greet him, Qiao Chuan nodded, "This also shows that our husband and wife have a good relationship, so don't be shy."

"You go to eat, and I will get up and go out too." Lu Wan'er heard someone calling him to eat on the other end of the phone, so she hung up the phone, checked the time on the phone and got up.

Everything is packed.

She was wearing a turtleneck sweater and jeans, and she wanted to tie her hair up, but who knew that he liked to leave a mark so much that he was afraid that the traces covered by the collar would leak out, so she chose to let her hair down in the end.

However, the ruddy complexion is displayed from the inside out and cannot be covered.

Resting at home, she doesn't like makeup very much.

"Madam, the porridge that sir cooked for you before he left is still in the rice cooker to keep warm."

Lu Wan'er nodded to her aunt, smiled back and turned to the kitchen.

-

"Sister Jiang, I brought you a cake along the way."

Jiang Yi glanced at the male artist in front of her with a flat face, "Don't bribe me, I won't take over your business."