Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

Fu Mingchen thought that she might be forced, and couldn't help feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Like angry like unwilling.

He took a deep breath, suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stood by the window, picked up the phone and made a call.

The phone was picked up quickly.

"Young Master Fu? Do you have any orders?"

After listening to Fu Mingchen's instructions respectfully, the assistant nodded quickly and said, "Okay, Young Master Fu, I'll go to the police station in City A right away."

Fu Mingchen hummed, hung up the phone, and stood still.

The night is silent, only the cold moonlight shines down.

He looked outside quietly, his slightly deep eyes fixed on the place where Jian Qing had been downstairs, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

Li Yaochuan left the bar, got in the car and did not leave immediately.

He leaned on the seat and rubbed his brows with his fingers, feeling dizzy and heavy.

I don't know how long it took for Li Yaochuan to wake up a lot, start the car and drive towards his villa.

The dark night seemed to be getting darker, and when Li Yaochuan returned home, it was almost morning.

He opened the door with the key, walked lightly, and went to the second floor.

In the bedroom the bed was flat.

Li Yaochuan frowned slightly, went out and entered the baby room next door.

Sure enough, seeing Jian Qing hugging the baby, she had already fallen asleep.

He walked lightly, almost without making a sound.

Yang Yang on the bed moved his body, pouted with a muffled grunt, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Li Yaochuan stood by the bed, staring at his son.

Seeing that it was his father, Yang Yang uttered two errands, and rolled over trying to get up.

Li Yaochuan quickly bent over and carefully picked him up, went out, put him in the bedroom, covered him with a quilt, and patted his back lightly like Jian Qing when she put the child to sleep.

The little guy yawned and slowly closed his eyes.

Li Yaochuan's mouth curved slightly, he couldn't help worrying about Jian Qing next door, and then came to the baby room again.

Jian Qing may have heard the child's movement, and moved herself.

The sleeping position is very indecent.

Perhaps because he was afraid of crushing the child, he kept moving outside, dragging one foot to the ground.

The quilt was crumpled and pressed under her body, and the pajamas were rolled up a bit, revealing her slender and white waist.

Li Yaochuan sighed helplessly, thinking she was both hateful and cute.

Who would believe that a lady from a great family had such an ugly sleeping position?

But seeing her so stupid and cute, Li Yaochuan felt inexplicably cute again.

How crazy!

Why does he care if she catches a cold?
Li Yaochuan closed his eyes, opened them, turned and walked out.

As a result, halfway through, she returned with a dark face, picked her up and put her in the middle of the bed.

Jian Qing was picked up by someone, and she regained her consciousness a little, but she couldn't open her eyes at all, and her head was still blurred.

She hooked his neck with her hand, let out a sigh, and said in a raving voice: "...Yaochuan...don't be angry..."

After finishing speaking, she subconsciously pressed her face against it and rubbed it twice, like a coquettish rabbit, so soft and cute.

Li Yaochuan felt his heart soften, put her on the bed, took her hand off, and covered her with the quilt again.

As soon as he was about to get up, he met a pair of hazy eyes that seemed to be unconscious.

"Yaochuan? Why did you appear in my dream?"

She giggled, squinted her eyes, and suddenly put her hands around his neck again, and kissed him.

"I actually kissed you?"

Her voice was soft, with a nasal sound that hadn't woken up yet.

Li Yaochuan was suddenly kissed secretly, his eyes stared blankly at her lips, his throat felt a little itchy.

"Yaochuan."

Jian Qing rubbed against her, thinking in her heart that this was a dream, she should kiss her enough.

Li Yaochuan was suddenly torn off his neck by Jian Qing again, his lips pressed against his lips.

Her breath was all in his nostrils, like rosemary, tempting him.

His breathing became a little rough.

Jian Qing seemed to feel that just kissing him was not enough, so she stuck out her tongue and licked him.

This unconscious seduction, like a cluster of small flames, instantly ignited the grassland in Li Yaochuan's heart.

His eyes suddenly became hot and blurred, and he leaned on the bed and hugged the back of her neck, kissing her hard.

He plundered the beauty of her lips without knowing how heavy it was, and pried open her white teeth domineeringly, like a flood that suddenly broke through the dam, and he was out of control.

Jian Qing didn't know why Li Yaochuan, who was motionless in the dream, turned against the guest.

It's so fierce to kiss.

She struggled twice, feeling like she was going to be out of breath.

Feeling her struggle, Li Yaochuan finally regained consciousness a little.

He stood up abruptly, looking at the slightly red and swollen lips of the woman under him, his expression flashed with panic.

He got up quickly, strode out of the villa with a cold face, got in the car and drove towards the company.

He felt that he had drunk too much and needed to find a place to calm down.

The dark night recedes quietly, and the dawn rises.

Jian Qing turned over, opened her eyes, saw that there was no one around her, she sat up in fright.

What about Yangyang?
She hurriedly got out of bed and saw Aunt Li busy downstairs.

"Aunt Li, have you taken the child away?"

Aunt Li looked up at her in a daze: "Isn't the child young mistress you took with you yesterday?"

Jian Qing was also dazed, subconsciously walked towards the bedroom, only to find that Yang Yang was obediently lying on the bed with her eyes open, biting her finger.

Jian Qing breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, leaned over and put her face close to her: "You scared mom to death, Yang Yang, why did you come here?"

After speaking, Jian Qing realized something was wrong.

Yangyang is so young, how could he come here to sleep by himself?

Aunt Li has never held a child, could it be Li Yaochuan?
After thinking of this, Jian Qing immediately ran out and pushed open the door of the study room, but there was no one there.

She ran downstairs again and asked Aunt Li, "Aunt Li, have you seen Yaochuan?"

Aunt Li shook her head: "No, but I heard the sound of the young master coming back in the middle of the night, so I should have gone to the company early."

Go to the company?

Jian Qing's excited heart suddenly fell like a roller coaster.

"Young mistress, go wash up first, breakfast is ready."

"Okay, Aunt Li."

Jian Qing withdrew her emotions, nodded, and walked up the stairs absent-mindedly.

She wanted to tell Li Yaochuan about Fu Mingchen yesterday, but she didn't expect him to leave so early.

Jian Qing sighed, thinking it's better to wait for Li Yaochuan to come back before talking about it.

While washing up, Jian Qing brushed her teeth, and suddenly recalled yesterday's dream, she couldn't help but blush.

Yesterday's kiss was too real.

When she just woke up, she still had the feeling that she was about to be kissed to suffocation.

Is she that horny?
There were several cracks in Jian Qing's expression, she was so ashamed.

On the way to work.

Jian Qing was sitting in the car when her phone vibrated suddenly.

Seeing that it was Uncle Lin calling, he quickly answered it.