Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

In the evening, He Jinchuan read a bedtime story to his wife and children, then carried them back to the room separately.

Falling into the warm embrace, Jiang Yun raised her head and rubbed the man's chest, whispering, "Brother Jinchuan, give birth to two more daughters."

"Little ancestor, we can't afford to raise too many children." A helpless smile slipped between He Jinchuan's brows.

Having two brats was enough. Although he said he disliked them, he loved them very much.

"I want to have a baby." Jiang Yun grabbed his arm, "Why don't you let me have a daughter."

He Jinchuan laughed dumbly and hugged her tightly with his arms, "I won't give birth anymore, my wife, be good."

He had experienced it once and didn't want to experience it again. The feeling of suffocation was worse than having his flesh cut off.

"Humph." Jiang Yun buried herself in his arms with dissatisfaction and reached out to grab his face, "He Jinchuan, I want to have a unilateral cold war with you for three minutes."

"Okay, I'll call you husband after the cold war." He hugged her back to bed as if coaxing a child, and gently smoothed her long hair with his big hands.

Jiang Yun turned over and turned her back to him, "If you don't give me a daughter, I won't scream."

"You really don't want to shout?" He came over to nuzzle her with a smile on his handsome face, "Call me husband, and I'll let you eat an extra ice cream tomorrow."

Jiang Yun turned her head confidently, "That trick of coaxing the baby is of no use to me."

"Two." He Jinchuan said thoughtfully.

Jiang Yun's eyes brightened slightly, "Three."

"There are only two of them. There is no one who doesn't call me husband." He looked at her slowly and gently rubbed her waist with his big hands.

Jiang Yun stretched out her hand and hugged him without any intention, "He Jinchuan, you are so stingy, stingy husband."

At least she called her husband. He Jinchuan smiled with satisfaction, carried her and sat astride him, "My wife is so cute."

Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Yun twisted her body and said, "He Jinchuan, I want to sleep."

"Honey, can you bear it?" His tone became resentful, with a hint of grievance and expectation in his expression.

Jiang Yuncai didn't want to do this, she lay in his arms, opened her mouth and bit the elastic and strong muscles, "If you don't give me a daughter, don't even think about it."

"I also want to help you give birth." Holding her waist, He Jinchuan sighed slightly, "I will give birth to seventeen or eight babies for you."

Jiang Yun took a couple of bites and slowly moved her little hands on his body, "He Jinchuan, I'm going to suffocate you to death."

She looked very impressive, and He Jinchuan watched her fussing with his eyes full of doting.

After teasing her for a while, seeing that he was about to sit up and grab her, Jiang Yun slipped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

"You run slower." He Jinchuan laughed angrily, looking at the place where she was aroused, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

Anyway, they ran to the bathroom. Jiang Yun simply took a shower again, wearing only a bath towel around her body.

She opened the door, and a dark shadow fell in front of her eyes. Before she could react, she was picked up and held in her arms, and her lips were pursed fiercely.

The unique and refreshing breath of a man spreads into the nose, making people unable to help but feel intoxicated.

The little hand holding against his chest lost strength and slowly climbed up to his neck, lingering and sorrowful.

After receiving the response, He Jinchuan immediately carried her towards the room and gently placed her on the bed.

"He Jinchuan, I want to drink water." Jiang Yun pushed him.

He Jinchuan paused and planned to take her to the small living room outside to drink water.

Jiang Yun immediately grabbed the quilt on the side, "I don't want to go, you pour it for me."

It was quite similar to the little ancestor giving orders to people, and He Jinchuan went out to pour water without complaint.

Jiang Yun turned around to tear off the plastic films and tore them apart manually, but it didn't look too obvious.

When He Jinchuan came back, he saw about ten of them on the bed and raised his eyebrows slightly, "There are so many. It seems that I don't use enough for my wife."

Jiang Yun was stunned and quickly grabbed half of it and threw it in the trash can.

After using so much, she died.

Silly wife.

The man chuckled in a clear voice and handed the cup over, "Drink water."

Jiang Yun lowered her head and took a sip of water, then pointed at the things on the bed, "Use it tonight. If you can't use it all, you can't do it."

"Honey, I'm not stupid." He Jinchuan reached out and rubbed her head. How could he not see such an obvious intention?

Jiang Yun didn't care, smashed the jar, and loosened her bath towel half-covered, "Anyway, everyone at home is here, you can take care of it yourself."

She didn't believe he could bear it.

His jade-white skin became even more delicate under the light. He Jinchuan quickly turned his head away, suppressed the darkness in his eyes, and drank the remaining water in the cup.

The little ancestor really wanted his life.

"I'll borrow it from my parents." He stood up and prepared to go out.

Jiang Yun was stunned, "He Jinchuan, stop!"

How can you go to your elders to borrow such a thing?

"No more." She turned over and got into the quilt, intending to sleep directly.

The room suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of slight footsteps.

Jiang Yun broke into a sweat and slowly lifted the corner of the quilt. He Jinchuan reached out and picked her up, put her on his lap and sat down, raising his hand to wipe her sweat.

"Little ancestor, don't be sulky." He held her back with his big hands, threw the loose bath towel aside, lowered his head and kissed the white and soft skin.

Jiang Yun's eyes trembled, she lowered her eyes and said softly: "Bad guy."

"As long as the baby likes it." After saying that, he took out something new from under the mattress, grabbed her little hand and played with it together.

Jiang Yun didn't expect that he would still have this hand. No wonder he wasn't in a hurry just now.

He Jinchuan held her body in the air, and then hugged her tightly.

The woman's muffled hum was soft and sweet. He Jinchuan took a deep breath, slowly stood up with her in his arms, and went to get the kitten's ears next to him.

Jiang Yun doesn't want to wear them. He likes to wear these cat ears for her every time. They are full of bad taste and have endless energy.

"Baby, be good, how about three ice creams?" He Jinchuan was persuasive.

Jiang Yun glared at him, not only treating her as a child to be deceived, but also treating her as a kitten to coax.

He protested in his heart, but his head obediently stopped moving.

He Jinchuan smiled broadly, lowered his head and kissed her face, "Good wife, she's so pretty."

"Next time it's your turn to wear cat ears." Jiang Yun reminded.

He let her go down a little and nodded happily, "I'll show it to you later."

The two children next door slept soundly, as did Jiang Yun and He Jinchuan.

He Jinchuan had to go to work the next day, so He Jinchuan didn't dare to stay up too late. Jiang Yun fell asleep with peace of mind, and she didn't have to worry about bathing or hygiene.

She touched her belly and arched her eyebrows.

Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.

He Jinchuan couldn't beat her.

Two months later, He Jinchuan looked at the two bars in front of him and was silent for a long time.