Touch?
Was there a need to touch?
Yun Jingting was in the prime of his life. He was young and full of vigor. Waking up early in the morning was the time when men were at their most energetic. In addition, there was no training in the army for the past two days. He ate well at home, was in a good mood, and rested well … At this moment, his wife was lying beside him. Her body was soft and fragrant. It would be strange if he did not have any thoughts.
Yun Laohu's eyes darkened. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he pressed his lips against his wife's ear. "Hey, Xiang 'er, wake up. I feel terrible!"
Terrible?
The two of them were lying in the same bed. They were so close to each other. How could Mi Xaing 'er not feel the changes in his body?
She did not open her eyes. She pursed her lips and smiled. She answered vaguely, "Terrible? Then get up and run two laps! What are you talking to me about? "
Yun Laohu used his hand to scratch the tip of her nose affectionately. "You naughty girl. Is this something a wife should say? Have I spoiled you too much? Don't you even want to open your eyes to look at me? See how I'm going to deal with you? "
He reached out and tickled Mi Xaing 'er's waist.
How could Mi Xaing 'er, with her small physique, win against him?
After struggling for a while, Yun Laohu held her down with one arm.
She was laughing so hard that she was almost out of breath. She could only beg for mercy. "Stop … stop fooling around! Ah, I'm begging you. I surrender. "
Yun Laohu was already unable to control himself. His wife was still rubbing against him and begging for mercy …
He could not help but raise his eyebrows teasingly. "Huh? You surrender just like that? Don't pretend to be weak in front of me … "
A pair of big hands directly reached into the woman's pajamas, teasing Mi Xaing 'er until her heartbeat sped up and her breathing quickened. She couldn't say a complete sentence and could only squeak like a kitten.
Yun Laohu was definitely the aggressive type in bed. When he saw that his wife was obedient and letting him do whatever he wanted, he did not hold back and simply lowered his voice. "Xiang 'er, I can't take it anymore …"
Mi Xaing 'er blushed, bit her lips, and nodded gently …
Yun Jingting got on top of her and gently took off her pajamas. It looked like they were about to succeed.
Suddenly, Little Fengshou, who was in the bedroom next door, cried.
Mi Xaing 'er didn't care about anything else and hurriedly pushed her husband away. "Get up, I'm going to take a look at the children!"
Yun Jingting held her down and said, "We'll go later. It'll be over soon!"
Mi Xaing 'er glared at him coquettishly. "When have you ever finished right away? If you're aroused, who knows how long it'll take! "
She hastily put on her pajamas.
Yun Jingting paused for a moment. "It's okay for the children to cry a little. It's good for his lung capacity! I've been reading a few parenting books recently. It says that you shouldn't carry a child if you don't have anything to do. It's easy to develop a habit of relying on him. I've been observing for the past few days. When Feng Shou cries at this time, he's looking for someone. He's a boy, so don't be pampered.
"Train? Do you think this is training soldiers? "
Mi Xaing 'er sat up and pinched her husband's thigh. "Don't pamper the children? I understand that, but it's easier said than done. I gave birth to Feng Shou after ten months of pregnancy. He's my flesh and blood. When he cries, he's holding my heart. I can't take it anymore! "
She got up and was about to get off the bed.
Although Yun Laohu was talking happily, his heart was in turmoil. His heart ached for his wife and his son. He hurriedly grabbed Mi Xaing 'er. "Hiss! It's cold! Don't be so smug. If you catch a cold, I'll go get our son! Just lie down obediently under the blankets. "
His movements were nimble. He turned over and walked quickly out of the bedroom with his long legs bare.
Mi Xaing 'er leaned against the bed and squinted at him … Broad shoulders, thick back, narrow waist, and perky buttocks. He definitely had a manly look.
Although the two of them had been married for a long time, her little heart still thumped wildly every time she saw such "spring scenery."
In the blink of an eye.
Yun Jingting came back with his son in one arm.
Mi Xaing 'er immediately lifted the blanket. "Tiger, come up too! Warm yourself. "
Yun Jingting pursed his lips and didn't answer. He placed the child on the bed and then turned to put on his clothes. He said angrily, "Where am I going? Is there any space for me on this bed? "
Mi Xaing 'er glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. "Oh, you're really angry?"
Yun Laohu saw his wife's serious expression and immediately laughed again. "Pfft, don't be silly! Why would I be angry? What if I were angry with you? I'd be angered to death twice a day by you. I'll go heat up the milk for the child! "
As soon as he finished speaking.
He turned around and went into the kitchen … He boiled water for the milk and then tested the temperature of the milk bottle on his face. Only then did he go into the house and pass it to Mi Xaing 'er.
Mi Xaing 'er took it and held her son in her arms … coaxing him gently.
Yun Laohu stood by the bed and watched … Half of his wife's fair and tender arm was exposed under her pajamas. She was humming a lullaby softly and his son's pink little hand was scratching her full breasts. This scene was like the most beautiful painting in the world.
His heart softened!
His feet were rooted to the ground and he couldn't move … He could only stare blankly at the mother and son in front of him.
Mi Xaing 'er looked up at the clock on the wall and asked softly, "Hey, Tiger, why aren't you leaving? Aren't you going to do morning exercises today? "
Yun Jingting shook his head. "I don't have to do morning exercises every day, so I won't go today. I'll stay at home and be a good husband. I'll give you a full set of services …"
Before he finished speaking, he laughed foolishly and scratched his forehead with his hand. "I'm afraid the full set won't work. Just now on the bed … it was all messed up by our son. I'll make it up to you tonight! I'll go make breakfast for you now! Don't you have school today? "
Mi Xaing 'er was considerate. She knew that her husband was usually very busy with work and rarely had time to rest. She quickly stopped him. "Don't! Tiger, you don't have to cook. I'll go out and buy a set of crepes later. Just make do with it. Go do what you need to do. "
Yun Jingting was unwilling. "What do you mean make do with it? I'm at home … of course I have to take good care of you! "
He raised his eyebrows in all seriousness. "Wait for me. Breakfast will be ready soon."
He strode into the kitchen.
She began to make breakfast with clanking sounds.
Mi Xaing 'er knew that he was not at home often and was not familiar with the arrangement of pots, bowls, and condiments. She could not help but be a little worried. She raised her voice and shouted in the house, "My dear master, don't ruin the kitchen. I still have to clean it later."
Yun Jingting answered gruffly, "Okay! I know! "
He lowered his head and washed the rice to make porridge.
She mixed two small salted vegetables and cut a plate of shredded potatoes. Needless to say, her knife skills were not bad. The shredded potatoes were cut evenly and thin. She boiled the oil and stir-fried it in the wok. The aroma immediately spread into the bedroom.
Mi Xaing 'er took a deep breath. She could hear the sound of pots and spatulas colliding in the kitchen … She comforted her child and felt that everything that happened this morning was so perfect.
After a while.
Yun Laohu finished preparing the dishes and placed them neatly on the table … She then arranged the bowls and chopsticks facing each other.
Mi Xaing 'er finished washing up and came out of the bedroom.
She wore a black turtleneck shirt and black trousers. She simply applied a layer of vanishing cream on her face. Even so, she was still a natural beauty. She was so beautiful that no one could take their eyes off her.
Yun Jingting sat across the table. He rested his chin on one hand and could not help but stare at her in a daze.
Mi Xaing 'er looked up at him. "What? You're not eating? Why are you looking at me? "
Yun Jingting was a little embarrassed. He lowered his voice coldly and said, "Hmph! Show off! I think you look good. "
Mi Xaing 'er lowered her head and covered her mouth as she laughed. "Master, judging from your tone, are you praising me? Or are you going to fight with me? "
She did not wait for her husband to answer and started eating her porridge happily …
Yun Laohu was a man of few words. However, in front of his wife, he was so long-winded that he wanted to ask about everything. As he ate with Mi Xaing 'er, he asked about the situation at school.
Mi Xaing 'er answered half-heartedly. Her gaze occasionally drifted to her son beside her … The child stared with his big clear eyes. He would stretch out his little hands and kick his little legs as if he could understand what the adults were saying. It was also time for him to learn to speak. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh." He would always reply.
Both husband and wife laughed. The atmosphere was exceptionally warm.
He finished his breakfast.
Yun Jingting carried the child with one hand and sent her out …
He did not say much. He simply said, "Hey, be careful on the road!"
He did not address her or give her an ending, but Mi Xaing 'er sounded especially affectionate.
She pursed her lips and smiled.
She lowered her head and kissed her son's face. Then, she hurriedly glanced at the corridor. When she saw that there was no one around, she tiptoed and lightly pecked her husband's mouth twice. Then, she went downstairs like a little swallow.
After she exited the corridor, she took a deep breath … She looked up at the bright sky and suddenly felt that everything in front of her was just right. Even the winter sun was exceptionally warm!
Yun Jingting looked at her back as she left. His heart melted like water.
He stood there in a daze for a while before he turned around and went back into the house. After he tidied everything up, he sent the child to Xu Jingya's residence. He did not enter the house. He only gave a few simple instructions before he went back to the regimental headquarters.
The moment he entered …
He happened to see Wu Zhifei brewing tea at his desk. When he saw him, he asked casually, "Tiger, how was the Lunar New Year?"
Yun Jingting's face was blooming with smiles. "It was pretty good. How about you?"
Wu Zhifei did not answer. He stared at him fixedly. After hesitating for a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "Tiger, something happened!"
----- Digression —
I lost a chapter of my manuscript today. I cried myself to death.
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