Wen Zhan does what he says.
After going upstairs to wash up, he consciously entered the guest room and never came out again.
Mu Wanqing was on guard in her heart and kept complaining for a long time. It was not until it was late at night and sleepiness set in, and her sister's cry happened to be heard upstairs, that she had a reason to go upstairs and go back to her room.
Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, there was my little sister lying alone on the huge double bed.
Next to her sister was a stuffed bear, which was wearing her pajamas. Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if she had been stung by a bee.
Wen Zhan's words echoed in his mind again.
He said that his sister had been crying frequently at night recently and needed to be wrapped in her clothes to calm her down a little.
I guess it's because I feel insecure. I can't fall asleep until I smell my mother's breath.
Huddled up in distress, Mu Wanqing hurriedly stepped forward, climbed onto the bed and picked up her sister, who was shaking with all her strength.
"Oh... don't cry, sister. Mom is here. Mom is back with you. Sister misses her mother, right?"
She hugged her daughter and moaned gently and patiently, coaxing her while unbuttoning her clothes.
The younger sister woke up crying in her sleep and her eyes were not opened at all, but even so, it did not affect her biological instinct of looking for breast milk.
The little girl smelled the milky fragrance of her mother and quickly stopped crying. When she tasted the neinei she had longed for, she immediately calmed down and swallowed.
Mu Wanqing lowered her head and looked at her daughter tenderly, and gently scraped her daughter's tender face with her fingers, feeling nostalgic.
After a while, she relaxed and calmed down, then she raised her head and looked around.
She has lived in this master bedroom for more than two years. Even though it has been some time since she moved out, the traces of her life have not been erased.
The warm-colored curtains she likes, the bottles and jars she piles on the dressing table, the hand cream on the bedside table, and the hair drying cap hanging on the floor stand.
She left, and it seemed like she had never left.
Things are different and people are different, which is quite emotional.
She didn't understand, why didn't Wen Zhan let the servants come in to clean up? This is not like his usual clean style.
Little did she know that during the days she was away, Wen Zhan kept her living habits of the past two years and used all the items she was used to.
It seems like this can numb me, thinking that she has never left.
Even when he takes his daughter to bed at night, it's not all because her daughter is crying, but because her daughter is by his side, and the refreshing milky fragrance can also create an illusion for him - as if she is still around.
After feeding the little girl, Mu Wanqing was too sleepy to open her eyes, so she stopped thinking about it and got into bed to sleep peacefully with her daughter.
At two o'clock in the night, the whole villa became completely quiet.
The guest room door opened quietly, and the man's tall and straight body slowly walked out.
Unscrewing the door of the master bedroom, he was not surprised to see two bulges on the big bed - the woman he had longed for finally returned and was sleeping with the little princess.
The empty and lonely heart seemed to be filled with something. It was not completely filled, but it was no longer empty and swaying in the wind.
The night was very quiet, and his steps were even quieter, for fear of disturbing the sleeping woman.
Walking quietly to the big bed, he stood quietly like a ghost, staring at the figure on the bed. After a while, he gently and slowly sat down on the bed.
This sneaky feeling made Wen Zhan feel ashamed, but also very satisfied.
I don't dare to sleep in the same bed with her, and I don't dare to get too close to her, but having to sleep in separate rooms at home is really unbearable.
We can only take advantage of her to fall asleep and sneak in without anyone noticing...
After sitting down, he carefully turned around and lifted his legs onto the bed.
When the slender body lay down side by side with her, the tight muscles all over his body slowly relaxed, and the man slowly let out a sigh of relief.
I dare not hug her for fear of waking her up.
As she got closer, her willpower became weaker and weaker. Through the faint light from the curtain, she could vaguely see the light reflected on her beautiful face, and she also exuded an infatuating aura in her sleep.
Wen Zhan swallowed, raised his head again by mistake, stared at her profile, and then held his breath and closed the distance inch by inch until his lips touched her soft cheek.
He also remembered that her nose was broken and could not be touched, so he did not dare to be presumptuous and did not dare to kiss her mouth, fearing that he would accidentally touch her nose, hurt her, and wake her up.
It would be very embarrassing to be caught and exposed!
His lips rubbed against the side of her face for a while, then he reluctantly pulled away, resting his arm on his pillow to raise his gaze, and continued to stare at her.
I don't dare to sleep here.
After all, the little girl woke up again at some unknown time, and found herself sneaking into the room like a perverted voyeur in the middle of the night, sleeping in the same bed with her, and not knowing how to belittle and ridicule her.
So, I just stared at her like this for ten minutes, then I leaned over and sniffed her face, then quietly got up and left.
When the bedroom door was opened and closed, and the room fell into darkness and silence again, the woman who had been "asleep" on the big bed quietly opened her eyes.
Mu Wanqing took two deep breaths, her heart pounding in panic.
In fact, she woke up as early as when the mattress sank slightly and there was movement around her.
No mother who takes her child to sleep can sleep completely soundly. It is normal to wake up due to some disturbance.
When he lay down to sleep next to her, he said in his heart that it was impossible not to be nervous and flustered.
Fortunately, he still has sense, and after a little analysis, he knows that he will not do anything excessive.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so cautious and sneaky, but would just do it openly and forcefully.
When he kissed her, Mu Wanqing's heart almost jumped out of her throat.
She didn't know when she had such superb disguise skills.
Surprisingly, in that situation, he could still pretend to be sleeping and not be discovered at all.
Continuing to take deep breaths to calm down her nervous and chaotic mood, Mu Wanqing became even more confused as she recalled the scene just now.
Wen Zhan's behavior really gives people the feeling of being infatuated, deeply in love and humble in love.
But who is he!
He is one of the top young talents in the city, handsome and noble, with a prominent family background. He has always been aloof and arrogant - would he love someone in such a humble and careful way?
Mu Wanqing thought hard and couldn't convince herself.
He must have been idle for too long, and his male biological instincts have taken over, and he wants to do those messy things again.
Fortunately, my conscience still existed, so I could only suppress the thought of her being pregnant again. I ran over to her and kissed her in a perverted way, and sniffed her again and again like a dog, in order to soothe my fantasies in that regard.
Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing suddenly felt that he had a mental problem.
Yes, it must be a psychological problem!
But because he wanted to save face and suffer the consequences, he refused to see a psychiatrist, so he had no choice but to use this perverted way to satisfy his quirks!
In fact, Mu Wanqing's guess was not wrong.
After Wen Zhan left the master bedroom, he couldn't fall asleep when he returned to the guest room.
After being abstinent for many days, my body was already in a state of thirst. The little actions I did just now not only did not relieve the desire, but instead more and more evoked the thoughts that had been suppressed for a long time.
Physiological instinct is like a spring. The more restrained it is, the stronger it will rebound.
He forced his eyes to close and silently recited the Pure Heart Mantra, but the more he recited it, the more he felt restless and unbearable, as if something was gnawing at his body - finally, he sat up suddenly, threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and ran into the bathroom angrily...
After relieving himself, the man sitting on the toilet hung his neck.
On a cold day, his clean and clear temples were dripping with sweat, staining his cold and stiff hair.
There was still that lingering figure in her mind, like a ghost that refused to let go of him. When she thought about the unexpected little life in her belly, the mess in her heart suddenly turned into an unsolvable chaos.
Annoying, so annoying!
