Jiang Han knocked his chin on the top of Hu Yao's hair and put his arms around her waist.
He was tall, and the skinny Hu Yao looked like a little bird in his arms.
Although she looked thin, she still felt fleshy to the touch and felt very comfortable. He liked it very much.
The next day, the cool breeze blew in slowly in the early morning, disturbing the sleeping and dreaming people.
Hu Yao felt hot and out of breath.
Only when he opened his eyes did he realize that he was being held in Jiang Han's arms.
She will be more drowsy in the past few days during her menstruation, and her sleep will be deeper than usual.
The sky outside the window is translucent and clear, and the few strands of darkness are about to fade away.
Hu Yao carefully pried off his hand across his waist.
After just two moves, her wrist was caught.
"What to do, keep sleeping."
Her movement woke him up, and his voice was slightly hoarse as he just woke up.
It seemed that she hadn't woken up yet, and her voice was a bit lazy and casual. He picked her up and pressed her tighter into his arms easily.
He hugged Hu Yao from behind, her entire back pressed tightly against his naked chest, her posture intimate. It was hot, so he never wore a shirt when sleeping.
At this moment, his tone was extremely rare and tainted with a hint of tenderness that was not obvious.
Hu Yao remained silent and motionless, like a wooden stake.
Until Jiang Han bit her neck.
She couldn't help but let out a low cry and reflexively covered her neck.
The moment I raised my hand, I felt my shoulder was sore again.
I was beaten and bitten by him yesterday!
She felt depressed and aggrieved at the bottom of her heart, and when he turned her over and bit her lips, she couldn't help but open her mouth and bite him.
"You're so brave, try biting me again!" Jiang Han woke up from his sleep and returned to his usual vicious look. He put his arm above her and pinched her soft cheek with his other hand.
Hu Yao also realized that she had bitten him when she reacted.
"I didn't mean it." She explained in a low voice with difficulty. She glanced at the corners of his ragged lips and felt a little guilty. He actually didn't bite her so hard.
"Open your mouth and let me see how sharp your teeth are!" Jiang Han opened her tight red lips.
He looked sinister as if he wanted to smash her teeth. Hu Yao shook her head repeatedly, held his hand hurriedly, and leaned forward to flatter him to admit her mistake and blew her lips: "I didn't mean it."
It was obvious that he bit her first, but she couldn't do it if she bit him, and she still had to apologize!
Jiang Han lowered his eyes and stared at her, but continued to pry her mouth open, lowered his head and bit her again.
This time, he reached into her mouth and bit her dull and unresponsive uvula.
The big hand that always liked to hold her chin also went around the back of her head, pressing her closer to him.
He thought it was just for fun, and he no longer just bit her like before.
She bit his lip until the skin was broken, and he nibbled her red lip in revenge.
Now that she was menstruating, she couldn't do anything real, but he could kiss and touch her, so he didn't do anything wrong to him.
Early in the morning, he made himself angry again.
He went to take a cold shower again with a dark face, while Hu Yao arranged her messy clothes with unsteady breath and flushed face.
Ever since she woke up and saw him, he had been very straightforward and rude, using the most direct way to get her to adapt to accepting him, without being subtle at all.
But he himself is not a reserved person. In his eyes, she is his woman, and he can do whatever he wants to her.
After simply cleaning herself up, Hu Yao went to the kitchen to make porridge, then cut up a lot of bamboo shoots left over from yesterday and fried a side dish.
She usually makes porridge for breakfast, which is light and good for the stomach.
Jiang Han and Jiang Xiaochao had no objection to what she did. The father and son were not picky eaters and ate cleanly every time.
"Yao Yao, I had a dream yesterday." Jiang Xiaochao took a mouthful of porridge and talked to her happily.
"Really? What did Chao Chao dream about?" Hu Yao gave him some bamboo shoots and put them into his bowl, smiling and talking to him.
Jiang Han was drinking porridge in large quantities at the side, barely using his chopsticks and pouring it directly into his mouth.
"I dreamed of playing with Yaoyao. Yaoyao ate watermelon with me, and we also ate pumpkin pie! It was delicious!" Jiang Xiaochao smacked his mouth.
Children at this age love to eat snacks. Hu Yao rolled her eyes and said, "Aunt Zhaodi grows pumpkins. Can mommy make pumpkin cakes with her later for you to eat?"
"Okay!" Jiang Xiaochao nodded repeatedly with bright eyes, and his smile became even brighter.
He talks a lot every day, Yao Yao Yao. After drinking a bowl of porridge, Jiang Han's ears were ringing, and he didn't listen carefully to what he said. He only heard Yao Yao's voice.
"Your mother is not stupid now, he can understand when you call her mother!" Jiang Han glanced at him.
Just before, Hu Yao knocked her head badly and was confused about becoming a mother. When Jiang Xiaochao called her mother, she didn't pay attention to anyone. She also repeatedly emphasized that others should call her Yaoyao, which was how Jiang Xiaochao developed her current temperament. this habit.
"I call her mom too." Jiang Xiaochao didn't think it mattered much. He felt that Hu Yao also liked him calling her like this.
Hu Yao really has nothing to do with her. No matter how Jiang Xiaochao calls her, her little voice is milky and soft. Whether it is mother or Yaoyao, her heart will melt when she hears it.
He can yell as much as he likes!
"Dad, do you also want me to call you Brother Han?" Jiang Xiaochao felt that his father was probably a little jealous of Hu Yao.
"Haha, you have big ideas. You still want to call me your brother." Jiang Han sneered.
"Isn't it possible?" Jiang Xiaochao is still too young. At the age of three, there are many things that are still unclear in his little head.
"Okay, ask your mother if she wants my eldest son!" Jiang Han's hands felt a little itchy again. He felt that raising a son was not as fun as others. He couldn't even look at Jiang Fuchao for a few seconds all day long!
Jiang Xiaochao refused for Hu Yao first: "No, Yaoyao doesn't like you."
Hu Yao was very quiet, not interrupting at all, and eating the porridge in her bowl without looking away.
"Yes, I hate you!" Jiang Han's face darkened. Not only did he not give Jiang Fuchao a good look, he also glanced at Hu Yao who was silent.
Very good, even the little brat Jiang Fuchao can clearly tell that this woman Hu Yao doesn't like him!
It doesn't matter whether he likes it or not, she is not his son's biological mother, his woman!
Besides, what does he want those useless people to do, and can they become immortals? ! He doesn't have that much free time to look into all this mess!
Jiang Han's face darkened, thinking so, but feeling uncomfortable for no reason.
He provided her with delicious food and drink, could she still try to please him? ! You have no vision at all, stupid woman! Even if your brain is good, you may not be very flexible! It was very good for Jiang Fuchao, who had not even stopped breastfeeding, to ask him to buy it!
very good!
The more Jiang Han thought about it, the angrier he became. He looked very unhappy when he went out, and the sound of the door slamming was much louder than usual.
Hu Yao felt that he still had a really bad temper and would slam the door at every turn.
