Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

Xiao Yunfei shook her head and nodded again, "She will cry silently when I'm sick, but I don't know about other times."

When his mother cried, she also secretly hid and cried, but he didn't know.

Lu Yichen listened, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and the dull pain was severe.

"Okay, then you are obedient and stay here with mom."

After a long time, his hoarse voice sounded.

The carpet beside the bed is a pure handmade long-pile carpet. Lu Yichen brought a bed and two quilts, put a mattress on it and a bed cover, and threw a small pillow, and it became a simple children's bed.

Although it is simple, Xiao Yunfei is very satisfied.

It's good to be with mom.

Lu Yichen sat leaning against the bedside, touching Sheng Rou's flushed cheeks from time to time, not feeling sleepy, and casually picked up a bedside magazine to read.

"Dad, I can't sleep."

Xiao Yunfei sat up suddenly, her big black eyes were full of energy in the not-so-bright room.

Lu Yichen didn't even lift his eyelids, "I can't sleep and count sheep."

"No, I want to hear a story."

Xiao Yunfei is very persistent, "I can't sleep at night because my mother tells me stories."

Lu Yichen remained expressionless, "Mom is sick and can't see? There is no story today."

"If mom is sick, tell me." Xiao Yunfei arranged it clearly, "You can't fall asleep anyway, put me to sleep first, and I will take over your shift when I wake up, and take good care of mom."

Ah……

Lu Yichen laughed angrily, "I love to sleep or not."

Fuck him.

He just takes care of his wife.

Seeing his attitude, Young Master Lu was very angry, and the consequences would be serious.

Xiao Yunfei thumped her calves, stood up and crawled on the bed, "If you don't tell me, I'll let my mother tell me..."

Before he finished speaking, a big hand descended from the sky and lifted him down, "Do you dare to quarrel with mom?"

"Then tell me a story!"

Xiao Yunfei was still clutched by someone's hand at the back of the neckline, but his momentum was not weak at all, and he stared at him.

One big and one small, two pairs of eyes silently faced each other in the air.

Ten seconds later, Lu Yichen was defeated and let go of him, "Just say one thing, and go to bed after listening!"

Xiao Yunfei immediately lay down obediently, with a small expression on his face.

He wouldn't really call his mother.

But he knew that his father must be reluctant to let his mother wake up.

Lu Yichen threw the magazine aside, sat on the carpet, leaned against the bed, and bent his long legs, "What story do you want to hear?"

"fairy tales."

President Lu didn't have enough reserves for fairy tales, so he asked blankly, "Is Snow White okay?"

"You speak first, and I'll listen."

"Many years ago in the winter, a queen always liked to admire snowflakes by the window, and later gave birth to a daughter, named Snow White..."

Xiao Yunfei wrinkled her face, "I'm a boy, and I don't like listening to girls' stories."

"You tell me stories that boys listen to," he demanded.

Lu Yichen stared at him coolly, and after a while, touched his back molars, "Okay, let me tell you about a little boy who sells nuclear warheads."

Little boy selling nukes?

Xiao Yunfei became interested and listened carefully with wide eyes open.

"Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was alone on the street, hawking, selling nuclear bombs, selling nuclear bombs, who wants to buy a nuclear bomb? But no one paid any attention to him."

"The little boy was cold and hungry in the ice and snow. He was almost frozen. He missed his grandma, so he ignited a nuclear bomb. Then, everyone in the city saw his grandma."

Xiao Yunfei liked it at first, but her expression became more and more subtle later on, "Did you make up this story?"

"Stories are made up by people."

The words are correct, but the story is too outrageous, Xiao Yunfei felt cheated, and said angrily, "You lied to me when I was a three-year-old child!"

"Aren't you three years old?"

Lu Yichen snorted sarcastically, too lazy to talk to him, pulled the quilt over his head, "Sleep."

Xiao Yunfei pulled down the quilt angrily, and wanted to say something, when her father got up to touch her mother's forehead, and changed her another ice patch.

Forget it, don't bother with him.

The little boy turned over, his little head sank into the soft pillow, and soon fell asleep.

The room was quiet, except for a yellow light from a floor lamp.

Sheng Rou was lying on the bed, with fine sweat oozing from her forehead, her eyes were still closed, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she was dreaming, she looked very disturbed, her lips opened and closed, whispering a few words.

Lu Yichen leaned down and approached her lips, wanting to hear what she was saying.

"Go away... stay away from me, I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you at all..."

"..."

Lu Yichen frowned, unable to figure out what she had dreamed of in her dream, and was about to straighten up——

"Snapped."

A soft slap on the face, followed by a word stuck in the throat, "Get lost."

"..."

Lu Yichen's face darkened.

Sure, Sheng Rou, the subconscious behavior of slapping someone has penetrated into his bones.

I never forget to hit him in my dream.

In the middle of the night, Sheng Rou's fever subsided and she was sweating.

Lu Yichen carefully wiped off the sweat on her forehead and neck with a towel, then went to bed, hugged the person on the bed into her arms, and slowly closed her eyes as she felt sleepy.

Xiao Yunfei was awakened by urination, and got up in a daze to go to the toilet.

He rubbed his eyes and came out of the bathroom, only to see that the father beside the bed had disappeared. Then he looked again, why were there two people on the mother's bed?

He walked over and suddenly woke up from a doze with anger.

Why did they sleep on the bed, and he slept on the ground alone!

Why does dad hug mom to sleep!

Can't! !

Xiao Yunfei climbed onto the bed and tried to break his father's hand, but his father hugged him too tightly and he couldn't break it.

Turning his eyes, he turned to the end of the bed, got in from under the quilt and arched upwards.

Arch, arch, finally arched between the two.

Sensing Xiao Yunfei's presence, Sheng Rou subconsciously stepped back a little, and the little one quickly got into her mother's arms.

Humph, this is my mother holding him!

Instead of smelly dad holding mom.

……

The next morning.

Lu Yichen felt that his arms were empty, closed his eyes and stretched out his long arms, bowed his head and kissed the person in his arms.

Suddenly feeling something was wrong, he opened his eyes suddenly.

At the same time, Xiao Yunfei also woke up, looking at the man in front of him with wide sleepy eyes.

Two men, one big and one small, hugged each other and stared at each other.

The picture is not warm, but a little weird.

After a while, Lu Yichen disliked letting go of the person in his arms, and said with a dark face, "Who told you to come up?"

Xiao Yunfei's long eyelashes fluttered twice, "I climbed up by myself."

"Go down!"

"I don't! I want to sleep with my mother!"

The child who had just woken up sounded full of energy and energy.

With a sullen face, Lu Yichen reached out to grab the little one and wanted to throw him down.

"What are you arguing about?"

Sheng Rou woke up rubbing her eyes, her voice was hoarse as she just woke up in the morning.