The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Xia Songlan smiled and gave Ning Jingmo a thumbs up, her approval evident in her words.

Ning Jingmo smiled and pinched her chin, "That's it, no substantial reward?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Xia Songlan blinked cunningly.

"I want this..."

He used actions instead of expressions, and his lips were already touching Xia Songlan's. Taking advantage of Xia Songlan's moment of stunned silence, he began to attack.

Xia Songlan let him do whatever he wanted and even cooperated with her from time to time, which made Ning Jingmo keep chasing her.

Ning Jingmo didn't let go of Xia Songlan until she was out of breath and collapsed into his arms.

Without giving Xia Songlan a chance to react, he picked her up by the waist with a burning gaze and was about to gently put her on the bed.

Dabao sat up sleepily, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Ning Jingmo was so scared that he almost let go, until he put Xia Songlan steadily on the bed.

Then he turned around and looked at Dabao, "What's wrong, Dabao? Do you want some water?

Dabao rubbed his eyes and said, "Dad, I had a dream. I dreamed that a big tiger ran out of the cage and kept chasing me."

Ning Jingmo helped Dabao lie down and covered him with the quilt, "Don't be afraid, Dabao, the tigers are all locked up tightly in cages.

Besides, even if a tiger escapes, my father is here. He is a PLA soldier, so he is not afraid even if a tiger comes."

He waved his fist and tried to hit the tiger.

Dabao was immediately amused.

A few days ago, Ning Jingmo and Xia Songlan took their two children to the zoo taking advantage of the good weather on the weekend.

Dabao doesn’t like anything except watching tigers. He would stand outside the tiger cage and be reluctant to leave for a long time.

I kept talking about it after I came back, and I didn’t expect to dream about it today.

Ning Jingmo comforted Dabao gently, patted his back, and coaxed him to sleep.

Xia Songlan lay on her side on the bed and looked at them. Ning Jingmo had a focused expression, his eyes and brows were gentle, as if coated with a layer of light.

I couldn't help but stare at it in a trance.

Ning Jingmo finally coaxed Dabao to sleep, and when he turned around he saw Xia Songlan staring at him infatuatedly.

Puchi laughed, "You are jealous. Do you want me to coax you to sleep?"

Xia Songlan joked, "Just sleeping?"

"What else do you think?" Ning Jingmo crawled over, like a cheetah hunting, ready to go.

"I. thought. that..." Xia Songlan spoke each word slowly, her eyes delicate and charming. She raised her hands to hook Ning Jingmo's neck, pressed him towards her, and kissed him actively.

Ning Jingmo leaned down and actively cooperated...

"Mom, mom, I want some water."

Just as the two were getting into the mood, Xiaobao's soft voice came again.

At this point, the two of them had been completely frank with each other, and the situation was at the point where they were ready to strike.

Ning Jingmo gritted his teeth and forced himself to get up.

Xia Songlan, however, raised her arms behind his back, covered her mouth with them, and chuckled.

Ning Jingmo rolled his eyes at her in frustration. He hurriedly put on his pants and clothes, "Wait, and see how I eat you in a while."

Xiaobao has already sat up, "Dad, what do you want to eat? I want to eat too."

Hahaha……

Xia Songlan couldn't help it at all and burst out laughing.

Ning Jingmo poured some water and fed Xiaobao a drink, and he was eager to coax Xiaobao to sleep.

But Xiaobao seemed to be singing a different tune from him. No matter how he coaxed him, he wouldn't be coaxed. Moreover, he became more and more spirited.

Sometimes they tell stories, sometimes they sing songs, there are many different ways to do it.

In the end, he crawled into Xia Songlan's bed with disgust and said, "Mom, you should just coax me to sleep. Dad's singing is so awful.

I don’t want to hear the story about the little duck. I want to hear my mother tell me the story about Snow White.”

By the time Xiaobao was coaxed to sleep, Xia Songlan was already panting heavily and had difficulty keeping her eyes open. "Do you want to continue?"

She was really afraid that Ning Jingmo would get sick.

Ning Jingmo wanted to, but he felt sorry for Xia Songlan, so he shook his head and said, "There's a lot of time to come, go to sleep!"

He held Xia Songlan in his arms and patted her back. In just a few seconds, Xia Songlan fell asleep.

The next day, Xia Songlan went to school wearing the new skirt she bought yesterday.

It's still a bit cool in the morning.

Ning Jingmo watched her rubbing her calves and teased, "This is really a case of us not caring about warmth but demeanor!"

Xia Songlan gave him a cold look, got out of the car and left without looking back.

Liu Changchun saw Xia Songlan's skirt and exclaimed with her eyes wide open: "Oh, Songlan's skirt this year is even prettier than last year's."

"Then do you want to buy one? I can go with you."

Liu Changchun shook his head and said, "Forget it, I still have self-awareness.

I still remember the skirt I bought in the mall last year. It was so ugly that it made the salesperson so angry that his face turned pale.

She thought I was affecting her sales.”

The classroom burst into laughter.

Class monitor Chu Quanping laughed and slapped the table, "Now you admit it, to be honest, you two were together last year.

It's a perfect contrast, so ugly that it's hard to open your eyes, and so beautiful that you can't bear to close your eyes."

Liu Changchun was so angry that he beat Chu Quanping.

Chu Quanping ran away happily, and the two of them chased each other, while their classmates cheered on the side.

Xia Songlan leaned against the table and watched them laughing, her eyebrows curved and she smiled very happily.

When I was leaving school at night, I was stopped by Wang Zhijun, "Songlan, the school is going to hold weekend dances starting this week. Can I have the honor of inviting you to be my dance partner?"

Xia Songlan remembered that before Ning Jingmo went on a mission last year, he also accompanied her to a dance party. The jealous expression on his face was still vivid in her mind.

So he shook his head and rejected Wang Zhijun.

Wang Zhijun was not disappointed, "Well, if you have the chance that day, you must come.

Even though we can't dance, it's my honor to be able to appreciate your beautiful dance moves on the field."

Liu Changchun held Xia Songlan's arm and rolled his eyes at Wang Zhijun, "Come on, you're so sour! Don't come and pollute our Songlan's eyes. Our Songlan children are all good at making soy sauce."

Wang Zhijun shook his head in disapproval, "Changchun, you are being narrow-minded.

What's wrong with a child being able to play with soy sauce? Even an 80-year-old lady has her own beauty that people can appreciate. I appreciate the beauty of woad.

Like an oil painting, it just stands there motionless, making people feel comfortable just by looking at it.”

There was only admiration in his eyes when he spoke, not at all vulgar, and one could feel that he truly appreciated Xia Songlan's beauty.

This shut Liu Changchun up.

Even the rebuttal felt inferior, and he immediately muttered, "Humph! You still need to praise our woads? Of course our woads are beautiful, and everyone can see that."

Xia Songlan went home and told Ning Jingmo about the dance, and also made an invitation, "Would you like to be my dance partner that day?"

Ning Jingmo put one hand behind his back and stretched out the other hand to make a gesture of invitation, "It is my honor, Comrade Song Lan, please dance with me."

Xia Songlan raised her head proudly, smiled and put her hand in his.

Even without music, the two of them can dance gracefully.

Dabao and Xiaobao were very curious to see them dancing. After circling around them a few times, they also started dancing in imitation of them.

The two little guys became round after eating so much, with their four short arms resting on each other’s necks, and they danced in a funny and comical way.

Xia Songlan laughed so hard that she rubbed her belly.

Ning Jingmo was correcting their movements in a very serious manner.

The two little guys learned very quickly, and although it was not formal, they did have some charm.