The little stepmother is poor and crazy, the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper Fan

Fang Qingqing was silent for a long time and replied:

"it is good!"

Anyway, she won't let anyone else live in her heart, so why not agree to him.

The man on the other end of the bed seemed to be relieved. He glanced at the pillow between the two of them, smiled ghostly, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day.

Fang Qingqing woke up in Yun Yan's arms.

To be precise, she spread her hands and feet and trapped Yun Yan in her arms.

She was like an octopus, with her legs clasped around his legs, her hands holding his upper body, and her palms touching his strong chest muscles...

This man doesn't mean what he says!

It must be that he came to her while she was asleep last night, so she hugged him as a pillow. That must be the case!

She was extremely firm in her thoughts, and the moment she raised her eyes, she saw the little rabbit ornament on the bedside table belonging to Yun Yan, grinning at her with two big teeth.

The one on her side is obviously a turtle.

Fang Qingqing's whole body tensed up when she realized that it was not Yun Yan who had crossed the line, but that she had crawled to his side after falling asleep.

He retracted his arms and legs, planning to move to his own position before Yun Yan woke up.

As soon as she moved, a man's slightly hoarse yet magnetic voice came from above her head as she woke up early in the morning:

"woke up?"

Fang Qingqing just hung her hands and feet in the air, looking up into his beautiful eyes.

"Um... I'm awake, but not fully awake. I'll wake up again."

As Fang Qingqing said this, she was about to pull away and go back to her side. As soon as her body moved, Yun Yan quickly grabbed her wrist with quick eyes and hands.

"Which one is more comfortable, a human-shaped pillow or that one?"

Yun Yan spoke jokingly. He didn't carry Fang Qingqing back to his original position last night as he usually did. He was waiting for this moment.

Fang Qingqing frowned slightly and broke away.

"Did you do this on purpose? You must have taken away the pillow last night so that I could fall asleep without being held."

She wasn't completely clear-headed yet, so she tried her best to find reasons to refute.

Yun Yan raised one hand to support his head and looked at her with a smile:

"If I said that you used to sleep like this every night, would you believe it?"

Fang Qingqing's eyes widened in shock.

"Impossible, you lied."

Yun Yan was very calm, "Really, I was afraid that you would be embarrassed when you woke up, so I took you back."

Fang Qingqing looked at this scheming man and asked doubtfully:

"Then why didn't you take me back last night?"

Yun Yan shrugged, "I thought you changed your mind after sleeping until midnight and came here on purpose. I can't refuse you."

Fang Qingqing's pretty face wrinkled up after hearing this.

Would you like to hear what you're saying?

He was so angry that he put so much force on his feet that he almost kicked the man who was half in the air to the ground.

"You'd better refuse. You're not easy to hold at all. No wonder my neck hurts and my back hurts when I sleep. I feel uncomfortable everywhere. You're not as comfortable as a pillow. You're too hard."

Yun Yan was on guard for a long time and was not kicked to the ground by her this time.

Wen Yan smiled and asked: "You said I was...hard? Where is the hardness?"

Fang Qingqing was horrified!

The real feeling between my legs when I woke up just now invaded my brain again at this moment.

"You have the toughest mouth, you damn duck has a tough mouth!"

Yun Yan had the upper hand today, and his output was not hindered at all. Fang Qingqing did not hesitate to fight. She stood up and threw the quilt firmly over Yun Yan's head before getting out of bed to wash up.

"Are you going to murder your husband?"

Yun Yan's deliberately provocative words came from behind, but Fang Qingqing turned a deaf ear. He was afraid that he was not haunted by some sexy ghost. He was really burning up today.

After entering the bathroom, Fang Qingqing locked the door directly and blocked his words.

Covered in the cloak of marriage, it is much easier for them to have feelings for each other than for others. They face each other day by day and sleep together every night.

But she doesn't want to.

What's more, for someone like Yun Yan, who knows how long his love will last. Maybe it's just because he saw her acting in emotional dramas with other men and was possessive.

After washing up and coming out, the bed was empty and Yun Yan had left.

Fang Qingqing changed her clothes and went downstairs, and saw Xiao Yunsheng already sitting at the table waiting for them to have breakfast.

"Good morning, little stepmother!"

Seeing Fang Qingqing coming down, Yun Sheng swooped over with a painting in her hand.

"Little stepmom, this is my one-month wedding gift to you and dad."

Offer it like a treasure.

The painting showed a happy family of three, with the child chasing the cat and the parents clinging to each other and looking at each other happily.

"This is you, this is dad, this is me, this is mute, we are a family living happily together."

Seeing that Fang Qingqing was silent, Xiao Yunsheng extended her finger to point at the figures on it and introduced them to her one by one.

The child's expectations are obvious.

Fang Qingqing smiled and accepted the painting, "The painting is very good, I am finally no longer a mushroom."

Xiao Yunsheng:......

Yun Yan came downstairs, dressed smartly in a suit, with a smile on his lips, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"The painting is nice, Butler Liu. Frame it and hang it in the living room."

Yun Yan took one look at his son's masterpiece and gave him the highest praise and appreciation. Fang Qingqing should see such paintings every day.

"Hey, good!"

Butler Liu witnessed the home going from being quiet and silent to becoming more and more cozy like it is today. He felt so happy that he immediately contacted the best framer and made sure to provide the young master's "family portrait" with the best mounting tools. Hang it in the most conspicuous place.

Fang Qingqing glanced at Yun Yan but said nothing.

The man's face was full of joy, and he happily picked up Xiao Yunsheng and walked to the dining table.

"Shengsheng, is there anywhere you want to go on the weekend? Your mother and I will go with you."

Xiao Yunsheng thought for a long time and asked, "Is it okay to go anywhere?"

Yun Yan nodded, "Any place that meets the conditions for human habitation will do."

Fang Qingqing lowered her head and only focused on eating.

Xiao Yunsheng took a look at the little stepmother who saw the food as if she were her own mother, and said, "I want to be on a variety show with my little stepmother."

Fang Qingqing:......

Yun Yan:......

Fang Qingqing heard this and spread knowledge to him: "That's my job, but whether or not to do this job and when to do it is not up to us."

Xiao Yunsheng asked in confusion: "Are you not going?"

Fang Qingqing shook her head, "At least I haven't received a notification from there yet. Besides, I have to film now, so I can't miss the time."

Yun Yan listened to the conversation between mother and son with calm eyes.

Xiao Yunsheng looked a little disappointed and said indifferently: "Forget it, there is no other place I want to go."

"It's okay. I'll take a day off on the weekend. How about we go hiking? Or go to the amusement park?"

Seeing that the child was unhappy, Fang Qingqing suggested.

Xiao Yunsheng nodded silently.

"Well, as long as I can be with you, that's fine."

His tone was firm and his expression was serious. It was obvious that as long as he was with his stepmother, he would do anything.

Yun Yan already had an idea in his mind.