Changping Village.

While sleeping at night, Yang Ruoqing noticed something strange about Luo Fengtang.

As always, he diligently prepared bath water, handkerchiefs, soap and a change of clothes for her, and served her attentively.

After she finished taking a bath, he carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then went in to wash herself.

Whenever this happens, Yang Ruoqing will sit on the bed and wait for him, holding a book in her hand and flipping through a few pages.

He has a rule: as long as she is in bed, he will definitely take a bath very quickly.

In his words, his sweet-smelling wife was waiting for him on the bed, and he wished he could get a bucket of water in his pocket and jump on the bed to hug his wife.

But in the past few nights, this anxious dog has changed.

Not only did he take a long bath in the bathroom, but after washing, he had to sit in front of the desk to look at the clerk, and sometimes he had to deal with official documents for a while.

For example, tonight, Yang Ruoqing waited until he yawned all day long before he slowly came out of the bathroom.

Wearing a white undergarment of fine quality, she has slender legs and a dazzling figure.

While wiping her hair, she came over here. The neckline opened up, revealing the attractive wheat color underneath...

Yang Ruoqing suddenly stopped feeling sleepy, and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Facing such a handsome man, it would be strange not to be a nymphomaniac.

She looked at him eagerly, and even took the initiative to give way to the bed, eager for him to come and hug her soon.

He came over, took the book from her hand, put it aside, and touched her head.

"It's getting late, lie down and stop looking."

"Um."

Her voice was as soft as a cat meowing, and she followed his gestures and lay down obediently, waiting for him to lift the quilt and lie down in her bed.

However, he just tucked her in the quilt gently, put down the curtain, and turned back to the desk.

Then he sat down, picked up the official documents sent during the day and night, and continued to work on them.

The two of them have developed a tacit understanding for a long time, that is, when the other is handling official business, the other will stay obediently and try not to disturb the other.

So, she waited patiently and waited.

She leaned sideways and propped up her chin to watch him handling official documents through the small holes in the curtain.

His curved profile is extremely lethal to women, and his focused look is even more fatally attractive.

As she looked at it, two patches of blush appeared on her face, and her heart felt more like being tickled by a feather, itching and swishing. She couldn't lift it up, couldn't press it down, and her mouth was a little dry.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Although he was clearly focused, he noticed the slight movement on her side.

"Are those official documents urgent?" she asked.

"It's... not bad!" he replied.

She bit her lip lightly and said a little embarrassedly: "Since it's not urgent, how about we deal with it tomorrow?"

"Um?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked sideways.

"Can't you sleep without me holding you?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing's face was hot as she revealed her thoughts. She pulled the quilt to cover her face, "No!"

I turned over and gave him my back, feeling extremely guilty.

He chuckled, "It's okay if you don't. You go to sleep first and be obedient."

The pages of the book began to turn gently again...

Yang Ruoqing was lying there, feeling suddenly depressed and dragging his pillow a little annoyed.

This dog has changed.

Don't cling to me anymore.

Does he have a cat outside?

I'm furious!

After being silently angry for a while, I suddenly felt funny again.

He was just busy with official duties, so he went to bed late for a while. What was I doing?

Is it because of the hormonal changes in the body during pregnancy that there are so many inner dramas?

Sleep well and don't think about the things you have and don't have.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down her heart, she was about to get ready to fall asleep. Pregnant women must ensure adequate sleep, right?

However, at that moment, I heard footsteps approaching the bed.

The curtain was lifted, he got into the bed, and gently hugged her waist from behind.

She was sleeping lightly and was awakened by the movement.

The temper that I had finally suppressed before suddenly resurfaced.

"Sleep, sleep, don't be next to me."

She twisted her waist to get rid of his hand and went into the bed, the distance between the two of them being wider.

He followed behind and stretched out his long arms to pull her into his arms domineeringly.

"Angry?"

He asked seriously against her cheek, his hot breath spraying on her neck.

"without."

"Women always tell the truth. If you don't, then you must have it."

"Huh, so what if I don't have it? What if I have it? You heartless one!"

Luo Fengtang lowered his chin to her shoulder and smiled softly.

He just likes to see his wife having a little tantrum with him, she is so coquettish and naive.

"Why are you angry? Tell me." His big hands gently rubbed his waist, his voice was low and tight, but there was an indescribable ambiguity in the hazy quilt.

"You asked me to say it and I just said it? No."

Well, she is also good at lifting the bar, and her lifting method is quite unreasonable.

"You won't tell me, right? Then I'll kiss you."

He kissed her hard on the cheek.

Yang Ruoqing's heart had long since softened, but she was so stubborn that she still insisted: "I won't say anything about the kiss."

"Then I will keep kissing and kissing until you tell me."

He bowed his head and kissed her fiercely...

Until Yang Ruoqing was out of breath and pushed him away.

"You bad guy, you made me angry and bullied me."

She bit her lip and stared at him, her face flushed but her eyes sparkling. She saw that he was flustered, and the things he had been restrained in these days almost collapsed.

"Are you annoyed that I didn't hold you to sleep?" He held her face and his voice was slightly hoarse.

She said nothing, but her evasive eyes gave her the answer.

He smiled helplessly.

"You silly girl, you really don't understand my heart."

"How could I not want to sleep with you in my arms?"

She turned her face to one side and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "If you want to, then why do you deliberately make excuses to delay going to bed?"

If he was in the military camp, separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, she would have no choice but to be strong on her own.

But he was by her side, but she couldn't sleep together, and she felt empty in her heart.

Why doesn't he understand?

He sighed softly against her forehead, but looked down along her loose collar.

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and will hurt you and the baby in my belly."

boom!

It was as if something exploded in her mind, and everything went blank for an instant.

After the blank space, the exaggerated fireworks rose again, like iron trees and silver flowers, and her eyes glowed with brilliance.

Her slender arms hooked around his neck.

This fool, she can help him!

Even if they are pregnant with a baby, the couple still needs to rest together.

A lifelong couple cannot always focus on those things, and spiritual comfort is also essential.
Chapter completed!