I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

A refreshing and cooling feeling immediately spreads from the forehead and neck, which is very comfortable.

Yu Qingqing was a little surprised. This method was so good. She didn't expect it. She usually only put it on her forehead.

but……

Yu Qingqing raised her head and tried to pull out the wet towel, but Bei Minglin pushed her back.

"This will make the bed wet." Yu Qingqing said.

"You can change the bed if you get wet." Bei Minglin replied.

That's right, he said changing the bed, not the sheets.

"..." Only then did Yu Qingqing remember that she had chosen a bed on the first day she arrived in Beiminglin's glass house. In Beiminglin's house, the bed could indeed be changed at any time.

Bei Minglin also had two wet towels on his hands.

"These two..." Bei Minglin shook the towel in his hand, then pointed at Yu Qingqing's armpits, "Put them in yourself."

what?

Armpits too.

Yu Qingqing didn't dare to ask any more questions and immediately took the wet towel from Bei Minglin's hand.

After stuffing the left one, and leaning on Bei Minglin's side with the right one, Yu Qingqing froze, with a hint of embarrassment on her red face.

The neckline of the pajamas is not low to begin with, but now after stuffing two towels into the armpits, the chest area is a bit...

Bei Minglin glanced at Yu Qingqing's chest and immediately moved away. He opened his thin lips lightly and said in a disdainful tone, "You are still shy. I have never seen anything about you."

"...No, not anymore." Yu Qingqing was so embarrassed that she quickly found an excuse, "My left hand is not flexible, I am too slow..."

"Dad." Yang Yang on the side suddenly interrupted, "Qingqing said her left hand is inconvenient, so please help her."

"No, I..."

Before Yu Qingqing finished speaking, the towel on her left hand was taken away by Yangyang, and Yangyang stuffed the towel into Bei Minlin's hand.

"Raise your hand."

Yu Qingqing could only obey Bei Minglin's order and raised her right hand obediently. Bei Minglin originally planned to stuff the towel in from his arm, but it turned out that the cuff was small and the towel was a bit big, so he couldn't stuff it in from there. , if you want to stuff it in, you can only...

Bei Minglin's eyes instinctively looked at Yu Qingqing...

There.

abundance.

When Yu Qingqing noticed where Bei Minlin's eyes were looking, her heart skipped a beat, "I'll do it myself..." Yu Qingqing looked at Bei Minlin with wide eyes.

His face was so red that it could bleed, and he didn't know whether it was because of shame or because of a fever.

It should be both.

At this moment, Yu Qingqing couldn't help but slap herself to death. She didn't look for any reason just now, why did she want to look for this.

In just a few seconds, Bei Minglin did it. He took out his hand, put it on his side, and moved it slightly.

There was no distance between the armpits and breasts, and Bei Minglin's hands were big. He took the towel and stretched it in from the collar. Naturally...

The soft touch of that brief moment was imprinted on the edge of his palm like a brand, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

In fact, he just said that there was something about Yu Qingqing that he had never seen before, so he was trying to scare Yu Qingqing.

What he said was true, but it was also false. That night that year, he was in a daze and did not see it clearly.

Bei Minglin could feel it, so how could Yu Qingqing not feel it.

The hollows of his palms were completely different from his hard and icy personality. They were soft and cool, quite...

Hey!

Yu Qingqing beat herself up several times in her heart.

Yu Qingqing, Yu Qingqing, what are you thinking about?

Bei Minglin's method was indeed more effective. After changing the towels a few times, Yu Qingqing's fever slowly came down.

When Yu Qingqing changed clothes from the bathroom and came out, Bei Minlin also changed into bed.

Yangyang seemed very happy about the new bed. He was flopping around on the bed and said happily to Bei Minglin, "Dad, this bed is so fun, thank you!"

"boring."

Bei Minglin's tone next to him was still so cold, but the corner of Xiang Yang's mouth betrayed his thoughts.

He wanted Yangyang back before because he simply felt that the Beiming family's offspring could not be left outside.

After Zheng was with Yangyang, he realized that the child was not as bad as he thought.

Seeing Yu Qingqing coming out, Yangyang immediately stopped. He walked to Bei Minglin's side and took Bei Minglin's hand.

The moment Yangyang took his hand, Bei Minglin's face darkened and he instinctively wanted to shake it off.

"dad."

His movement was interrupted by Yangyang's "Dad".

Finally, his hand failed to exert any force.

fatherly love.

This kind of thing has always been ingrained in the human body.

No one who is cold can defeat it.

"Yangyang." Yu Qingqing walked over, "You should go to bed."

As a result, Yangyang seemed to have not heard Yu Qingqing's words. He raised his little face and blinked his eyes, pitifully saying to Bei Minglin, "Dad, would you like to sleep with us tonight? Your fever may come back again."

"Yangyang." Yu Qingqing called Yangyang. As a mother, Yu Qingqing knew her son best.

He is acting.

But why did the little guy suddenly want to sleep with Bei Minglin today? Is it because of Qin Zhitong's appearance?

Yu Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable because he wanted to reconcile her and Bei Minglin.

but.

Yang Yang.

Emotional matters really cannot be solved by combining two words.

How could Yangyang listen to Qingqing? He continued to say pitifully, "Qingqing's health has not been very good these past two years. I have taken care of her by myself for two years. I am so tired."

Yangyang's words made Yu Qingqing's heart ache.

Yang Yang is obviously only a five-year-old child. Other children at his age only know how to ask for toys. He needs to worry like an adult.

When she was born in Yangyang, due to the poor conditions, Yu Qingqing suffered from confinement syndrome. She often had severe pain in her head for no reason or reason, usually at night, especially when she was weak.

The disease started to appear half a year after Yangyang was born, but before Yangyang was too young he didn't understand it. When he was three years old, he began to understand it, so he said he took care of it for two years.

But no matter how Yangyang acted, it was all in vain, because Beiminglin had already come to his senses after Yu Qingqing's fever subsided. From the moment Yangyang knocked on his door, he was acting.

Wherever he doesn't take care of Yu Qingqing, his methods are even more skillful than his own.

Yangyang lowered his head, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and then raised his head again, "If you stay with me, then I will say good things about you in front of grandpa. If you don't stay, I will leave you alone." Talking bad about you in front of grandpa..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go to sleep."

Bei Minglin suddenly felt that the most terrifying thing he had ever encountered in his life was giving birth to a son.

Bei Minglin went to bed first, and Yangyang said that he would go to the toilet first, then walked into the bathroom.

As soon as Yang Yang entered the bathroom, Yu Qingqing immediately walked to the bed and said, "Bei Minglin, Yang Yang has gone to the bathroom, please go back quickly."