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

The slender arms swayed in front of his eyes.

Jun Molin took a breath, let go, and hurriedly took two steps back, his body a little unstable.

Jiang Yun retracted her hand uncomfortably, her eyes flashed fiercely, and she said softly: "Don't make trouble, cry for me again later."

"Madam, you don't love me." He raised his eyebrows, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, took another deep breath, and smiled helplessly.

I really shot myself in the foot.

If you insist on making trouble, you will get angry now.

Jiang Yun ignored him. This guy was so majestic and scary outside, but at home he was just a crying little wife.

Don't you still feel bad for him?

The children don't eat as much as he does.

"Madam, are you angry?" The man came over shamelessly, grabbed a clean wet handkerchief and wiped her hands, "I just washed them, they are not dirty."

"I don't mind you." She looked at him funny and angrily, and said angrily, "You're not serious, you're almost thirty years old."

"There are still two years to go, madam, don't talk nonsense." A strong arm stretched out to hug the person's waist, and then lifted him to sit on his lap, "Don't think I'm old."

Feeling his unrepressed anger, Jiang Yun twisted her body to get off.

"Madam..." the man called her in a low voice.

Jiang Yun paused, turned around and reached out to hug his waist, leaning her head on his chest and rubbing her eyes unconsciously, "Jun Molin, why are you always acting like a baby?"

Whenever he spoke harshly, she would not be so soft-hearted.

"Because Madam is like this." He smiled and hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, murmuring in a low voice, "That's why Madam will obey me like this."

Jiang Yun was dumbfounded. Who outside would dare to disobey him.

She raised her hand to grab his ears and rubbed them. Her voice became much gentler and she said, "My husband, be obedient and remove the sword from your body."

"Madam always dislikes me."

Knowing that she was squirming uncomfortably, Jun Molin carried her to the side and sat down with a faint look on his face. He lifted up his clothes and said, "I'm going to change the diapers of the little bastards."

Seeing that she was about to get up and help, he immediately put his hands on his hips and looked at her seriously. That look seemed to say that if you dare to help, he would immediately teach you a lesson.

Jiang Yun became timid and sat back on the bed.

The man then went about his business with peace of mind, and then carried the two children over, fed them once, and coaxed them to sleep.

Turning around, I saw Jiang Yun reading a painting book. Her little face under the candlelight was a bit delicate and charming.

His throat tightened and his eyes were dark. After giving birth to the child, his wife became more beautiful and attractive.

He quickly went out and took a shower before he dared to enter the house.

Jiang Yun saw that his hair was a little wet and guessed that he had gone to wash it with cold water again. She couldn't help but feel helpless and said, "Husband, come here, I will wipe it for you."

"No, my hands are tired." The man stood by the stove, wiping his hair while warming himself, and kept saying, "Don't keep staring at the book, it will easily tire your eyes."

Jiang Yun was used to such sparse and ordinary thoughts. She put down her book, slowly pulled the quilt and lay down, looking at him sideways.

He is tall and strong, but his waist is just right, thin and strong.

You can feel the power when clamping it.

After a rough calculation, I haven't done anything like that for several months.

He couldn't bear it for a day before, but now he persists for a long time.

After his hair was dry, Jun Molin strode over, stepped over from the end of the bed and lay down on the inside of the bed. When the quilt was warm, he hugged Jiang Yun and changed positions.

I've been lying next to the bed for most of the day, and I don't feel any warmth at all.

The inner side, which had been warmed by the man for a while, was extremely warm.

Jiang Yun shrank her head and stretched out her feet. The man immediately grasped her little feet with his big hands, sandwiched them between his legs, and then turned sideways to hug her tightly.

A generous and warm hand caressed his back, and he couldn't stop muttering, "My hands are cold and my feet are cold. Is your lady made of snow?"

"No." She kicked him lightly, and when she saw him looking straight at her, she had to add another kick. "If I were made of snow, I would have melted in the house."

"That's not possible." He smiled solemnly, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "I can't bear to do it."

He was like a big heater, held in his arms, his whole body felt warm instantly.

Jiang Yun raised her head to kiss him, her eyes bright and clear, "Husband, close your eyes."

"Yeah." The man closed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Jiang Yun lowered her head and got under the quilt. Before she could do anything, she was lifted out by a strong arm and then received a slap on her butt.

Then came a domineering and rough kiss.

"Husband?"

"I know Madam is dishonest." He pressed her forehead with a slight breath, and his dark eyes fell on her face, "Don't learn what you shouldn't learn."

"Then you did that to me before..."

He had gotten under the quilt before.

"It is natural for me to serve my wife." He said confidently, hugging her tightly with his arms, and bit her on the face like he was angry, "Be good and don't bother me as a husband."

Jiang Yun looked at him innocently, closed her eyes honestly, and poked his waist twice with her fingers, "I know, you are so fierce now."

"I didn't mean to hurt you." His voice suddenly softened, "Madam, I was wrong."

The woman bent her eyes and smiled, "Idiot husband."

"Mrs. Idiot." He looked slightly happy and patted her back rhythmically with his big hand.

After coaxing her to sleep, Jun Molin lifted her little feet up and breathed calmly for a while.

He is really worthless and can't help but kiss her.

Now I still have to rely on my wife.

During Jiang Yun's confinement period, the first snow fell in the capital. Fearing that she would want to go out to play, Jun Molin stayed in the house all day.

Facing those wet eyes, the man raised his head in time and said, "In three days, you will be pregnant in three days."

Thinking of three days later, his Adam's apple slowly rolled up and down, and his fingers tightened the memorial in his hand.

Hurry, be there soon.

Finally couldn't bear her loss, Jun Molin went outside and rolled a few snowballs in, placing them in front of her for her to see. The big white cat nestled by the stove jumped over to take a curious look, touched it with its paw, and meowed instantly. He jumped away, quite cursing.

Jiang Yun laughed softly, and seeing that his fingers were red from the cold, she quickly handed over the stove, "I'll see for myself in a few days, don't worry about it."

"It's not cold. I used to play wrestling shirtless when it snowed." He took off his coat, came over and took her back to bed, "Madam, I'm hungry."

"Didn't you just finish your breakfast?" Jiang Yun didn't react for a moment. When the man stared at her like a wolf, her neck suddenly went numb.