Doting on his wife: Husband, beg for a kiss

Chapter 14 We are husband and wife, how can we sleep in separate rooms
Finally, Xiao Jinxuan spoke first: "You will spoil him like this."

"Shut up, we're going to sleep."

"We are husband and wife, how can we sleep in separate rooms."

Zhuang Yiman couldn't help but rolled her eyes. She planned to ignore Xiao Jinxuan and stood up slowly.

Unexpectedly, at the same time as she got up, Xiao Jinxuan also stood up, and walked quickly to the bed.

He bent over and quickly picked up Xiu Xiu who was already lying on the bed, then turned around and walked away from the guest room.

"Ah Jin, where are you taking Xiuxiu?"

Xiao Jinxuan's smiling voice came leisurely: "Go back to the room and sleep."

Zhuang Yiman suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, she went to the bedside table and picked up the bedtime reading on the bedside table, and then left the guest room together.

Xiuxiu was put on the four-meter-long bed, blinked ignorantly, and asked, "Uncle, do you want to sleep with us tonight?"

"Yes, sleep well."

Xiu Xiu nodded reluctantly, "Oh."

"Xiuxiu, your aunt is a married woman, don't think too much about it. Study hard, and in the future you will be as good as your uncle, and maybe you will be able to marry a woman as good as your aunt. Got it? ?”

Xiu Xiu nodded perfunctorily, "Oh."

As soon as Zhuang Yiman entered the room, he heard Xiao Jinxuan's earnest persuasion to Xiuxiu.

She gave Xiao Jinxuan an angry look, and complained: "Don't teach Xiuxiu badly."

Xiao Jinxuan retorted disapprovingly: "How could it be? I'm teaching him not to flirt with women just because of his cuteness, especially his uncle's women."

Hearing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Zhuang Yiman simply rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She lifted the quilt, got on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the bedtime reading, and opened the page with the bookmark.

Xiu Xiu stared at Zhuang Yiman with a pair of bright eyes, full of liking for her.

Zhuang Yiman caught a glimpse of his little fanboy's eyes in his downcast eyes, and felt cute for a moment, she gently touched Xiuxiu's head, "Auntie will read you a story, go to bed early."

"Okay, pretty auntie."

Xiao Jinxuan was completely aware that his five-year-old nephew treated him differently from Zhuang Yiman.

For example, when I was talking to him, he just replied with an 'oh' lightly, but when Zhuang Yiman was talking to him, the little guy's voice was gentle, and the number of words in the reply was more than when I was talking to myself.

He thought about it, and still felt that - in the future, Xiu Xiu couldn't keep clinging to Zhuang Yiman, after all, this wife belonged to him, so he should be clinging.

Zhuang Yiman's eyes fell on the book, she opened her red lips, and read the story seriously.

Zhuang Yiman's mother is from the south, she follows her mother, and when she speaks, she has the soft voice unique to southern women.

Her bubbly voice sounded in the room, and her tone became excited and sometimes depressed with the development of the story, it was really very pleasant to hear.

Xiao Jinxuan went to bed, lay on his side beside Zhuang Yiman, propped his face on his elbows, and stared at Zhuang Yiman intently.

He looked at her with three points of love, three points of infatuation, and four points of tenderness in his eyes.

Zhuang Yiman felt his hot gaze, but didn't dare to meet his gaze.

Because of her embarrassment, the originally fair cheeks were gradually stained with a light pink, and then spread all the way to the base of the ears.

As the time of reading increases, the roots of her ears become redder.

(End of this chapter)