Your Excellency, I love you!

Xiaomeng was obviously throwing chess pieces at random, but he was still able to play.

Looking at the man's serious side face, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Mo Shiche suddenly turned his head to look at her, just in time to catch her crooked and smiling eyes.

Luo Qiangwei was startled.

When the four eyes met, the man looked at her like a husband looking at his wife just out of the bath, with deep concentration, as if he wanted to suck people into the emotional vortex in his eyes.

She was a little distracted, and just stared at him until she heard Mo Shiche ask in a low voice, "Did you wash?"

Luo Qiangwei quickly looked away, and replied, "En."

Mo Shiche stretched out his long arms, and directly pulled her into his arms. Luo Qiangwei grabbed his shoulder in shock, "You have a wound under your chest."

"It's okay." The man put his arms around her waist, let her sit on his lap, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "You applied the medicine for me, and now it doesn't hurt at all."

Luo Qiangwei poked his wound with her finger mischievously.

Mo Shiche's back stiffened, but he kissed her again, "Continue, it's great."

Luo Qiangwei, "..."

She was defeated and struggled to get up, but Mo Shiche tightly restrained her from moving, with his chin resting on her shoulder, "Don't move, I'm playing chess with my son, I'm going to lose later."

She pulled her lips, "He's less than a year old, are you kidding me?"

The man smiled lowly, rubbing her delicate skin lightly, "Well, fulfill my wish in advance."

"What wish."

"Sitting in the bedroom with you after dinner, playing chess with our children," Mo Shiche kissed her earlobe, "From 30 to 50, you can do this anytime."

The nerves in Luo Qiangwei's ears trembled, her fingers curled up unconsciously, "Oh."

She didn't move any more, just sat in his arms and watched quietly.

Of course, it was only Mo Shiche playing chess by himself, but Xiaomeng was still cooperative, at least he didn't crawl away, and kept sitting opposite him throwing chess pieces.

After a game of chess, Mo Shiche actually lost to Xiaomeng...

"I lost." He turned her face and kissed her lips, with a smile in his voice, "Tangtang, the son you gave birth to me is very good, I will reward you on the bed at night."

Luo Qiangwei pushed his shoulder away, but was still kissed by him. She suddenly caught a glimpse of the man's cell phone on the bedside table, and said suddenly, "Shall I take a photo with Xiaomeng for you?"

He sniffed the fragrance of her hair, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you like him very much?" She explained, "It's stored in your phone, you can use it as your desktop wallpaper, or take a picture of me, so that everyone knows that Mr. Mo and your family are happy."

He narrowed his eyes, "President Mo?"

"Oh, wrong," she smiled, "husband."

Mo Shiche raised his eyebrows in response.

Luo Qiangwei took his mobile phone, took some pictures of him and Xiaomeng, and took pictures while holding Xiaomeng in his arms.

Just when she pressed the shutter, Mo Shiche suddenly lowered his head, and his thin lips fell on her cheek.

The screen freezes.

Looks like a very happy family of three.

Mo Shiche had never taken photos so seriously before, looking through the photo album seemed quite satisfied, Luo Qiangwei said with a smile, "Husband, you play with Xiaomeng first, I'll use the study to print out the photos, the bedroom and study are also fine. Put a few."

"Make a few more copies," the man said, "Put them in the hallway and the bathroom, as well as the kitchen."

"……Oh that's fine."

Luo Qiangwei took his mobile phone out of the bedroom, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant, she looked into the room cautiously, and then walked quickly to the study.