Before entering the house, An Ran smelled the scent of sweet and sour fish, Chen Jiangong was wearing an apron, and was busy cooking in the kitchen, when he saw his wife came back, he greeted: "The meal is almost ready, you two wash your hands and eat! "
Today is really the sun coming out from the west. After having Chenchen, Chen Jiangong seldom eats at home, let alone cooks. Want to make it up?
"Dad, I broke my leg! But mom bought me a cheesecake, it's so delicious!" Chenchen trotted to the kitchen to show off his cake in front of Dad!
"My dear son, why did you get hurt? Let Dad take a look!" Chen Jiangong put down his work, bent down and checked Chenchen's calf, and seeing that there was nothing serious, he enlightened Chenchen and said, "It's okay, my son is a man , What kind of injury is this, pay attention in the future! Dad made you your favorite sweet and sour fish, isn¡¯t Chen Chengao happy?¡±
"Oh, there are cheesecakes and sweet and sour fish, which are great!" If Chenchen hadn't been injured, she might have jumped up happily.
After eating and cleaning up the dishes, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening. Chenchen was tired all day, pestered her mother for a while and told stories, and soon fell asleep. Chen Jiangong came in from the outside on tiptoe, and hugged An Ran, but An Ran didn't notice it at all, and was startled, "What are you doing?"
"What do you think, my wife is so eccentric, she only cares about the small ones, not the big ones." Chen Jiangong said nastyly.
An Ran had goosebumps all over her body, An Ran slept with Chen Chen all the time, at first Chen Jiangong was not happy, but after a long time, she seemed to get used to it, this woman, after having a child, would inevitably neglect her husband, especially a reserved and conservative like An Ran A woman is even less likely to take the initiative to please her husband. Over time, she no longer has this need. So when Chen Jiangong hugged her, she felt a little strange, maybe life was too ordinary, and her husband was like a familiar stranger to her.
An Ran is already in her early thirties, but her skin is surprisingly good, smooth and elastic. Chen Jiangong gently took off her clothes and stroked her skin. After so many years of marriage, he already knows her body well, although she doesn't understand The love between husband and wife, but her innocence like water is something Liu Yun'er can never give him.
The husband always said that he was cold, like a log. Whenever Chen Jiangong hugged her, he would often ask: "Wife, who did you give your tenderness to? Why can't I feel your love for me?"
An Ran never understood the relationship between men and women, why didn't she realize how happy it was? Could it be that he is really with Mu Mu, or is it really like what he said, there is something wrong with her feelings for Chen Jiangong?
The hour hand has already pointed to ten o'clock, and Lin Zhiyuan's wife, Song Ying, has not come back. The special nature of the doctor's work determines that they cannot go home on time like ordinary office workers.
What Lin Zhiyuan cared about at the moment was not Song Ying, but An Ran. He couldn't tell how important she was in his heart. It had already become his habit to think about her.
The sound of opening the door with a key came from outside. It was Song Ying who came back from get off work. She went to the bedroom to check on her daughter first, she was sleeping soundly, her little face was flushed, and she was smiling. She must be having a good dream, right? She kissed her daughter's apple-like cheek. She has been too busy recently and cared too little for her daughter!
Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, Lin Zhiyuan was lying on the bed reading a book without raising his eyes, "Are you back?"
"Well, haven't you slept yet?" During this time, Song Ying was busy competing for the director of the pediatric department, and she didn't even have time to go home. The order will be announced next Monday. The hard work during this period has not been in vain, and she can finally grow up. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Ying changed into her pajamas in front of Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Zhiyuan was still staring at the book in her hand, she climbed onto the bed, with her arms hanging around Lin Zhiyuan's neck, "Husband, do you miss me?" (Remember this site URL: www .hlnovel.com