Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Why are you with He Junlin? Don't tell me, he is the little guy's biological father."

Yang Zhuoying praised her best friend's sharpness, which saves her explanation, "Yes."

"My God! It's hard for you to hide it from me. I asked you before, but you refused to tell me. So you are together now?"

"Probably." Yang Zhuoying didn't know how to explain her relationship with He Junlin.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhiqiao didn't hold on to this question, but asked, "By the way, is Yang Haining going well?"

"I have already got the jewelry box, but the address she gave may be fake. Now I have to wait for Su Zishi to find out."

"I know that woman, it's not so easy to tell you the truth. Fortunately, your purpose this time is not that. Have you got the key?"

Yang Zhuoying opened the suitcase, took out the jewelry box from inside, poured out the jewelry inside, and put her hand into the box.

The box has a dark layer, which is opened to reveal a key.

"I found it." Taking out the key, Yang Zhuoying's eyes flashed with ecstasy.

It turned out that Yang Zhuoying's deal with Yang Haining this time was aimed at the key, and Zhang Yushan's whereabouts were just incidental.

"Congratulations, now that you have found the key, what are your plans next?"

"Wait." Waiting for the right opportunity.

Yang Zhuoying chatted with Zhou Zhiqiao for a while, then hung up the phone and went downstairs for dinner.

After the meal, He Junlin took the little guy for a walk in the back garden to cultivate their relationship.

Yang Zhuoying didn't go with her, but went back to her room to take a shower.

After running around all day, I always feel sweaty and uncomfortable.

"Daddy, will Mommy and I always live here in the future?"

After playing for more than an hour, the little guy was a little sleepy. He Junlin held him in his arms, and he yawned and asked.

"Of course, we won't be separated in the future."

He Junlin has always been tough-hearted, but when facing his son, he was completely soft-hearted.Remembering that his son was almost taken away today, and the two were separated, he secretly decided that this kind of thing would never happen again in the future.

"Daddy, Huanyi has been looking for you for a long time, I want to be with you and Mommy from now on, Huanyi is reluctant to part with Daddy." The little guy put his arms around his neck, hugging him tightly as if he didn't feel safe.

Feeling his son's attachment, He Junlin felt a sense of satisfaction. Looking at the child's chubby face, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss him.

"Daddy is also reluctant to part with Huanyi, Daddy will always be with Huanyi."

"When will Daddy marry Mommy?" The little guy yawned again.

"Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep when you're sleepy." He Junlin changed the subject, the little guy tried hard to open his eyes, but Daddy's embrace was so comfortable, he was so sleepy and wanted to sleep.
Looking down at the drowsy little guy, He Junlin was hesitating between carrying him back to his room, or carrying him back to Yang Zhuoying, and finally, holding the little dumpling in his arms, he came to her door forward.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, only to realize that the door was not closed tightly. With a light push, the door opened.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the bright moonlight crept in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the person on the bed, giving off a gentle beauty.

Yang Zhuoying was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, she didn't know what she dreamed about, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, He Junlin thought she would wake up, but she didn't wake up even when he put the child beside her.

The little guy smelled a familiar scent, and unconsciously buried his little face in her chest.

Looking at the picture of the two mother and child cuddling each other in front of him, He Junlin picked up the thin quilt on the side and covered them, the back of his hand inadvertently rubbed against the softness of her body, a sudden electric current rushed through, and he retracted his hand reflexively.

Looking down at her slightly parted red lips, He Junlin's eyes were a little dark, and an inexplicable heat surged through his body.

He stretched out his hand to brush the broken hair on her face behind her ears, lowered his head as if tempted, and kissed her slowly.
"Huanyi, stop making trouble." Yang Zhuoying pursed her lips, and instinctively reached out to hug her son, huh?How did my son become an adult.
Yang Zhuoying sensed that something was wrong, her eyelids moved, and then she opened her eyes, a handsome and extraordinary face appeared in her blurred vision, she almost cried out in fright.

He Junlin took the first step to cover her mouth, so as not to let her exclaim, otherwise it would alarm other people, and then there would be a good show.

"Huanyi fell asleep, and he said he wanted to sleep with you, so I'll hug him and come to you." He explained with a deep and sexy voice.

Yang Zhuoying had just woken up, her dazed expression was as innocent and cute as a child's, it was tempting to commit a crime.

Blinking her moist eyes, her sanity slowly returned, and she realized that the distance between the two of them was too close, his whole portrait was pressed against her, and she only needed to raise her head a little, and she would kiss those thin lips that were close at hand , she reminded embarrassingly:

"Can you get up?"

Fortunately, there were no outsiders in the room, otherwise, it would be strange to see them in such a posture that they didn't want to be crooked.

"No." He Junlin lowered his eyelids, Yang Zhuoying followed his gaze, and found that the little guy's hand was pulling his sleeve.

Both of them didn't want to wake up their son, Yang Zhuoying tried to gently open his son's hand, but found that his son's hand was clenched tightly, and it was difficult to tear his sleeve away from his son's hand.

The only way to keep my son from waking up was to take off his clothes.

"Take off your clothes."

As soon as Yang Zhuoying spoke, she noticed that He Junlin's eyes were a little weird. She also noticed that her words were ambiguous, so she quickly explained.

"I mean, you take your clothes off and you can go."

Seeing her stammering explanation, He Junlin had a playful smile in his eyes, but said: "It's not convenient for me, you take it off for me."

Yang Zhuoying had no choice but to reach out to unbutton the clothes on his body. During the process of undressing him, her smooth hands touched his warm chest.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at her condescendingly.

Exquisite facial features, fair and smooth skin, and a thought-provoking look under the clothes
The Adam's apple moved up and down, and the eyes looking at her were mysterious and terrifying like an abyss.

Yang Zhuoying felt his breathing became heavy, subconsciously raised her head, and met a pair of fiery eyes, which seemed to be able to suck her whole body in.

She shook her hand and pulled the hand that grabbed his collar, and there was a sound of tearing the fabric.

"Mummy." The little guy rubbed his eyes, half awake, and let go of He Junlin's sleeve. She pushed him out of the bed with one hand, and gently patted the little guy's back with the other, softly Coaxed: "Mommy is here, baby go to sleep."

The little guy clicked his mouth, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

Someone who was pushed out of the bed suddenly got up from the ground with a cold expression, "Are you treating me like this, or are you like this for all men?"

Meeting his angry gaze, Yang Zhuoying apologized in embarrassment: "I'm sorry."

Being pushed out of bed by a woman for the first time, He Junlin stared angrily at this daring woman.

His slender and strong fingers pinched her chin, and his cool fingers gently stroked her rosy lips.

Yang Zhuoying's heart was beating wildly.

Just now, she really didn't mean it, but I'm sorry, it seems that he couldn't extinguish his anger.

Should he push her out of bed once?
His eyes were too scary, she didn't dare to look at him, turned her face away, and spoke cautiously.