Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng finally came to his senses, and immediately let go of Yan Rongrong.

She was standing here without any clothes on, and was pushed against the wall by him.

Fortunately, because Yan Rongrong was afraid of the cold during confinement, Aunt Wen had already put a thick blanket on the wall in advance, but even so, it was still cold.

He quickly carried Yan Rongrong into the bathtub, his eyes only looking at her face.

Yan Rongrong's body was originally cold, but when she suddenly entered the hot water, she groaned comfortably.

Si Boheng shook his hand, and the towel he just picked up fell into the bathtub in an instant.

He looked at Yan Rongrong, and helplessly reached out to fish it.

Yan Rongrong's little feet deliberately stepped on the towel, Si Boheng didn't dare to look at her body in the water, and groped over with his hands, and immediately touched those small and crystal clear feet.

Then, as if his hand had a mind of its own, he couldn't let go of it.

His hands are big, and the hairy feet look more delicate in his hands, but they are very itchy.

The little girl's crisp laughter echoed throughout the bathroom.

Si Boheng has been vegetarian for too long, I really can't help it.

But thinking of his mother's advice before coming in, he was very discouraged.

Rongrong is just out of confinement today, and it will take more than 40 days to have a married life. If you really can't bear it, move to the next door to sleep.

"Don't make trouble"

Yan Rongrong looked at her foot that was being grabbed by him, and snorted.

"Obviously you're the one holding me, okay?"

Si Boheng sighed, let go of his hand, looked at Yan Rongrong and said softly.

"I miss you. In fact, I miss you every day I leave you, not to mention it's been a few months."

Yan Rongrong's eye circles were red again, and said aggrieved.

"But you left before I woke up."

Si Boheng sincerely apologized, he didn't say that he was too busy, he didn't say that he couldn't help himself, in front of his lover, he couldn't wait for her to wake up, he said he was wrong.

Yan Rongrong held his hand, gently stroking the extra calluses on his hand with her fingers, she didn't know what he had been doing during this time, but she knew that he must have worked very hard.

She squinted her eyes and smiled at Si Boheng.

"Have you seen our two treasures? Si Boheng, you are now a father, and you have two sons."

Si Boheng nodded vigorously.

"Yes, thank you Furry, you brought me such happiness."

Yan Rongrong turned around and asked him to rub his back.

"Then me and baby, who do you like best?"

Si Boheng said without hesitation.

"Of course it's you."

Yan Rongrong was very dissatisfied and turned to look at him.

"Then you don't like our son?"

"Then if I say that I like my son the most, are you sad?"

Yan Rongrong nodded.

"Of course I'm sad. You like the baby the most, and you don't like the baby's mother. How sad I am."

Si Boheng smiled helplessly, not daring to rub her back vigorously.

Now Yan Rongrong is very quiet, because she can feel the layer of mud rubbed up on her back, that feeling is not painful, very sour, but...it is also embarrassing!

The big eyes rolled around and explained in a low voice.

"I don't usually do this. This time I haven't bathed for a month. My mother and Aunt Wen won't let me take a bath, so it's like this."

Si Boheng reached out and rubbed her head.

"In front of me, you can always be your truest appearance, don't think about what you have or what you don't have."

Yan Rongrong looked back at him.

"Don't you think I'm sloppy and dirty now?"

"I don't think so, you are very fragrant."

Yan Rongrong felt that Si Boheng's nose must be different from ordinary people, and she felt that she had a smell on her body. Of course, the milk smell seemed to be stronger, but it also smelled like sweat.

He actually thought it was very fragrant, but Yan Rongrong was still inexplicably happy when he said that.

"Come on, raise your hand"

Si Boheng was really serious about bathing her.

The little thoughts in his heart were strangled in the cradle by his mother, and now he can really have nothing else to do when he bathes Yan Rongrong.

When he wanted to wash the front after washing, he gave Yan Rongrong the bath towel.

"Rub it yourself, I... go out to smoke a cigarette, and I'll wash your lower body later."

Yan Rongrong grabbed him and looked up at him.

"Don't go"

She is not stupid, she felt Si Boheng's discomfort, so she whispered.

"I can wash it myself. You can just stand there with your back to me. Anyway, don't go. If you want to smoke, you can just stand there and smoke, okay?"

Seeing the panic in her eyes and the way Si Boheng held him pitifully, Si Boheng felt very distressed.

"Okay, I won't go, I'll wash it for you."

Yan Rongrong shook his head.

"I'll wash it myself, you stand there, don't look at me and you won't feel bad."

Taking a shower this time was really exhausting, Yan Rongrong's arms hurt from rubbing, and she finally washed herself clean.

Si Boheng had been trying his best to block out the voice behind him, but when he heard a crash, he thought Yan Rongrong had fallen, and turned around in a jerk.

Then he saw a white girl's ketone body displayed in front of his eyes. That beautiful curve made his brain congest instantly. If he hadn't closed his eyes in time, he probably couldn't help but rushed over.

Yan Rongrong came out of the bathtub, and Si Boheng hurriedly wrapped her in a towel, then carried her out of the bathroom.

When Yan Rongrong got dressed, Si Boheng was drenched in sweat.

The babies were taken to the nursery, and the two boys seemed to be very sensible today, and they didn't cry all the time.

Yan Rongrong sat on the bed with her knees hugged, letting Si Boheng hold the hair dryer to blow dry her hair.

"Aren't you leaving this time? Are you done with your work?"

Yan Rongrong asked seemingly casually, but in fact her hands were tightly clutching her knees.

She never heard Si Boheng's answer, she lowered her head silently, so she still had to leave.

"Then how long can you stay at home?"

Si Boheng said softly.

"Furry, I won't be walking for a long time like before. This time it's just work, about a few days at a time, and I will spend the rest of the time with you at home to take care of our baby."

Yan Rongrong turned around quickly, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

"Really? You're not leaving?"

Si Boheng wanted to explain that what he said was that he had a job, and he would occasionally leave for a few days, but seeing his little girl so happy, he couldn't bear to say any more, so he smiled at her.

"Oh, great, you finally have time to take care of your son."

Yan Rongrong hugged him around his neck, and then began to complain about his big baby's love for crying, that he had to be hugged and bumped to sleep.

And Xiaobao's lack of sleep, obviously she was going to die of sleepiness, but that kid didn't sleep, and now she was suffering from insomnia after tormenting her.

Si Boheng was very angry, and together with Yan Rongrong scolded his two sons for their ignorance, he must correct these bad habits for them at home in the future.

Yan Rongrong is very satisfied, her husband is standing in the united front with her, and will be able to bully the two boys in the future, hehe, life is beautiful.