Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Ji Qinghe said obediently and pulled the edge of the bathtub. The next second, when Shang Xu was not paying attention, he dived into the water and wanted to spit bubbles. Fortunately, Shang Xu quickly fished him out without saying a word. He rubbed his eyes and cried, "Sister, your eyes hurt, you need to blow them to heal them."

Shang Xu washed the foam in his hands, took the towel on the side, wetted it with water, and gently wiped his eyes. While blowing, he said in a funny and helpless voice, "Are you still spitting bubbles?"

The shampoo foam got into her eyes and felt spicy. Ji Qinghe lay on her lap with his whole head wet, sobbing softly, "But the wolf cub really wants to blow bubbles. I am a wolf cub and I want to blow bubbles." "

Shang Xu couldn't help him treat his eyes, so he had to raise his little head, continue to deal with it, and said softly: "The baby just spit out bubbles, right?"

Ji Qinghe grabbed the towel on her hand and slowly opened his eyes, which were bright red. He tilted his head and blinked at Shang Xu, "Well, I am Wolf Zaizai, sister, oooo... Zaizai's eyes are not bright. It hurts..."

Shang Xu placed the towel, lowered his head and kissed him, "Mumu, be obedient. Let's go to bed after washing."

"Okay, sleep." Ji Qinghe got up and hugged her neck, nodding drunkenly, "Sister, touch Mumu, Mumu misses you."

Shang Xu's breathing was a bit darker, but he was still disobedient even though he was drunk, "After washing and touching, the baby can touch it however he wants."

The drunk Ji Qinghe was too noisy and took almost an hour to take a shower. He was extremely uncooperative during the whole process. He asked his sister to kiss him and touch him before he would cooperate. Then he blinked at her with misty eyes. , as if being bullied, he kept calling me sister softly.

He didn't want to put on his pajamas, so he had to lie down on the bed directly. Shang Xu put the pajamas away. He would have to take them off after a while, so it didn't matter whether he wore them or not.

The aunt cooked the hangover soup. When she went down to serve it, the temperature had already cooled down. She heated it for a while before serving it to Ji Qinghe to drink. When she came back from the bath, someone was already fast asleep.

Shang Xu had no choice but to hold the person in her arms. Without clothes on, his hands would involuntarily fall on every place she liked.

"little bastard."

Shang Xu took a breath, lowered her head and bit his lips, and after a long moment of friction, she let him go. Then she calmed her breathing, hugged her baby tightly and slowly fell asleep.

Ji Qinghe didn't know anything and slept soundly.

Late at night, I could vaguely hear the sound of wind, but it soon disappeared.

Ji Qinghe opened his eyes drowsily. It took a while for his eyes to adapt to the darkness. The curtains were closed tightly, and he couldn't see his fingers at all.

It was only after I moved slightly that I discovered...

Why isn't he wearing any clothes? !

My sister has so many little thoughts!

She actually tricked him into not wearing any clothes when he was drunk!

Yes, Ji Qinghe was completely drunk and couldn't think of anything. He relied on his own imagination for everything, and he thought about things he liked, and he didn't think about things he didn't like.

In this case……

Then he...

Ji Qinghe suddenly bit his lip shyly, his eyelashes trembled a few times, his fingers sneaked into Shang Xu's clothes, and his fingertips touched his skin lightly. No wonder his sister liked to touch his waist, it was really easy to touch.

I don’t know when my hand landed on my back and moved up...

I really want to kiss you...

Ji Qinghe's mouth was dry and his face was red. He rubbed his head against Shang Xu's neck, "Sister..."

In the darkness, Shang Xu secretly clicked his tongue a few times without making any movement, wanting to see what he would do.

Ji Qinghe didn't wake anyone up, but turned on a very dim light in the dark. Through the dim light, he traced Shang Xu's face with his fingertips, then leaned in for a kiss, "Mine."

"Kiss, sister."

He started to imitate Shang Xu's example little by little. After all, he had been on the receiving end before, but now that he was on the active side, he was still not used to it, and his skills were not very good.

but……

Ji Qinghe had a great time. He smiled after kissing her, and then shyly lay on her shoulder, "Sister is so kissable, even better than Mumu, so bad... little bad guy... big bad guy..."

Shang Xu: "..."

Ji Qinghe seemed to have found some kind of switch, saying without stopping one sentence after another, "Mumu is so soft now and has no strength left. Sister pinched her lightly and she cried. I am good at crying, sister. Wake up, get up quickly, you shouldn’t sleep at night..."

However, before he could say the word "的", he was immediately turned over and blocked, his breath was robbed, and he couldn't say a word.

Ji Qinghe looked at Shang Xu with wide eyes, changing from disbelief to shyness to submission, then he consciously hooked her neck to adjust himself, and finally closed his eyes...

……

It was bright and sunny, so Shang Xu took Ji Qinghe to the bathroom to clean up before taking him back to bed to sleep.

Ji Qinghe blinked at her with red and swollen eyes, which were still slightly moist. It seemed that he had just stopped crying, and his voice was hoarse, but he leaned forward to kiss her and said what he thought, "Sister, I like you so much. "

Especially when she took possession of him, he could feel her serious possessiveness. He was her territory and no one was allowed to attack it. It was great...

That's how he likes it...

Who makes my sister awesome...

Shang Xu rubbed his head, "I like Mumu too, go to sleep."

Ji Qinghe rubbed her softly, "Okay, wake me up this afternoon."

Otherwise, he would wake up too late and be asked questions. Although he liked to show off his sister, he would not show off in this regard. He would hide it secretly so that only he could see it.

……

As the holiday was approaching, Shang Xu went abroad to deal with matters at the branch. Ji Qinghe wanted to go with him, but he had something to do and couldn't go with him. He could only rely on phone calls every day to stay alive.

During the winter vacation, the weather began to get colder and colder. His sister hadn't come back yet, and he was so worried that he lost a little weight. Jiang Wan saw him eating less every day, and couldn't help but worry, "Mumu, are you sick?"

Ji Qinghe looked up at her, shook his head and sighed, "Mom, I'm not sick, it's just you who doesn't understand."

Jiang Wan: "..."

She thought her son was lovesick and looked sad all day long, sometimes looking a little funny.

At this time, Shang Xu suddenly received news that she would fly to Guancheng at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Ji Qinghe was so happy when he saw it, and said to Jiang Wan: "Mom, I'm going to the supermarket to buy some food."

"Hey! Mumu." Before Jiang Wan could finish her words, she had already rushed out of the door. She glared at the figure behind her, "He actually ate some snacks and didn't wear too many clothes."

As soon as Ji Qinghe went out, he shivered from the cold, and then sneezed again, one after another. He had gone out too fast and forgot to wear more clothes.

But I am always too lazy to go back after I go out. I just leave directly and never go home.

The hot weather in Wancheng is very hot, and the winter is very cold. They are two extremes. When walking on the street, scattered snowflakes are slowly falling.