"Come here." Huo Jinming's voice came out from under the quilt.

Jian Yao's heart almost died.

Pulling the corners of her lips and grinning, she looked at the little milk baby in front of her and waved her hand: "Come here."

Yu Chen's eyes widened, and he rolled his black eyes: "Oh." Obediently, he climbed up with both hands and feet.

"dad."

Jian Jian felt a pang of inexplicable pain in her heart. It was a great favor for her son to call her Aunt Jian. When will she hear him call her mother?

But I still have to laugh, the motherly love of laughter is radiant.

"What did I tell you?"

Huo Jinming asked suddenly with a handsome face.

Yu Chen's movement of getting under the quilt froze, and obediently carried his little hands behind his back: "Dad said, you have to knock on the door before entering, and you can only enter after you get the other party's permission."

He is so obedient, everyone will like it, especially Jian Yao, his own son, how gratifying it is to be so obedient.

"It's okay, it's okay..." She rubbed Yu Chen's little head, lovingly comforting her.

"What will you do in the future?"

Huo Jinming always had a stern look, except when he was asleep, he was always as cold as an iceberg.

"From now on, you have to knock on the door before entering the house. If Dad doesn't agree, I can't just push the door and come in."

Yu Chen pursed his aggrieved mouth and sniffed, "But...but...."

Jian Yao felt distressed: "But what?"

"But there was no woman in Dad's room before. Why did his attitude change so much after he had one?"

boom--

Jian Yao blushed instantly.

"I."

However, a piece of information was quickly captured. There was no woman in Dad's room before! ! !
Somewhere in her heart, she was struggling.

Does Huo Jinming have no women?

Six years, the six years since he left, Yingying and Yanyan should have been around constantly, so there might be women.

impossible!
Jian Yao doesn't believe it!
She looked at Huo Jinming, wanting to find an answer, when his eyes just lifted up and they met each other.

The flames burned in the air, crackling and bursting.

"Aunt Jane, why are you lying on Dad's bed? You like the smell of Dad too?"

Jian Yao was dizzy from Xiao Yuchen's shaking, and looked down at his bright eyes.

"No, I. I am...I..."

Huo Jinming's lips curled up into a smile. It turned out that Jian Yao, who had always been sharp-tongued, was so speechless.

Especially seeing her deflated now, might as well be a kind of fun.

"Yeah? Why are you lying here with me?"

His hoarse voice after waking up carried an invisible charm.

A pair of deep eyes were staring at her, and her son was also staring at him. The two almost overlapping faces were both looking at her, which made her almost ashamed, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and slip in.

"What do you think I'm doing here?"

She folded the quilt, her cheeks puffed up with anger, this man is simply a devil, he has done a good thing, it is shameless to ask her now.

"Oh!" He nodded understandingly, then turned to look at Xiao Yuchen.

"Maybe she couldn't sleep well, so she came over and let Dad hug her to sleep."

He was arguing there solemnly, without any haste on his face.

In that way, it's full of beatings.

"Huo Jinming, you are too much."

Called by first and last name, this familiar feeling made him lift up his body wantonly, put one arm under his body, and looked at his son and her sideways with a handsome face.

A family of three on one bed, this is how it feels.

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