Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

The two breathed and heard each other, and each other's hearts beat in a flash.

It was probably due to the pain. The man's breathing was very heavy, like a beast panting.

Yang Qianyu suddenly thought of those three years of husband and wife time, every time they were making out, his panting breath lingered in her ears like a fire-breathing dragon, causing her to be confused and fascinated...

And Feng Moyan sniffed the fragrance of a woman at the tip of his nose, feeling familiar yet also a little strange.

Familiarity is because the heartbeat rhythm of the two is the same. This feeling has stayed in his life for three years and is unforgettable.

Strangeness is because—although the fragrance at the tip of the nose is charming, it is not the smell of the woman in memory.

A person's body odor can't be changed, right?

So, what is she?

In the suffocating silence, Yang Qianyu didn't dare to move, and even carefully restrained his breathing, for fear that his lips would stick to him too much.

A pair of eyes flicked from side to side in fear.

"Assault on me? You have the guts! Your name is Ruan Qing, right? Okay, from today on, between us..."

"Father, Ma Ma, what are you doing?" The little girl's voice came suddenly, both of them were startled, and they turned their heads.

In the next second, Yang Qianyu hurriedly pushed away the fleshy wall and forced a smile: "It's nothing... Xixi, why did you get out of bed?"

She walked towards the little girl and asked softly.

The family doctor followed behind the child and explained: "Xixi got off the bed and went to the bathroom. Seeing that you didn't come back, she was afraid that you would leave, so she insisted on coming out to take a look..."

"Ma Ma, let's go! I want you to accompany me and tell me stories, stories about Princess Elsa."

Before the doctor could finish explaining, Xixi stepped forward, grabbed Yang Qianyu's arm, and dragged her to the bedroom.

Being teased by Feng Moyan, Yang Qianyu's heart pounded, wishing she could disappear immediately, but the child stubbornly dragged her to the bedroom, making her in a dilemma.

"Xixi...it's too late, Mama has something to go back, come back to accompany you tomorrow, okay?"

"No, I'm sick, Mama can't go, otherwise I won't take medicine, don't eat, hum!"

Yang Qianyu was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Little cunning, who did you learn from? You can even threaten people."

Seeing the woman being dragged into the room by his daughter again, Feng Moyan calmed down a little, and asked the kitchen to bring the dinner.

Looking at the sumptuous dinner on the trolley, Yang Qianyu suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and suddenly his stomach rolled, and he let out a "gudong" sound.

Xixi's ears were sharp, and she immediately laughed: "Ma Ma's belly is singing!"

Feng Moyan was standing beside her, and the woman felt extremely embarrassed, she smiled and scratched the tip of Xixi's nose.

"You didn't eat dinner?" A man's voice sounded.

Yang Qianyu turned a deaf ear.

She was still angry because of the ambiguous and excessive behavior just now.

"I'll ask the kitchen to bring up some more food." He turned to go out.

"No need! After Xixi finishes eating, I will leave and go home to eat." She refused coldly.

The man stopped, turned his head and looked at his daughter, "Baby, do you hear that, your mother is leaving."

"Hmm...no way!" The little girl hugged Yang Qianyu's arm and dragged it into her arms, "Mama will stay with me tonight, sleep with me, and can't go anywhere!"

Yang Qianyu gritted her teeth secretly, her heart trembling with hatred, and she still had a smile on her face, "Whatever do you want to eat, baby, I'll feed you."

Feng Yuxi said happily: "I want millet porridge, eggs, no egg yolks, shiitake mushrooms, and sliced ​​ham."

People are refreshed on happy occasions, and this saying is also accurate when applied to children.

Feng Yuxi, who was suffering from illness, suddenly seemed to recover, and her appetite improved.

Aunt Rong brought up the food again and put it aside, "Ma'am, you should also have some dinner, don't be hungry."

Yang Qianyu turned her head, "My surname is Ruan."

Aunt Rong turned her head to look at the tall and tall man, and smiled mischievously, "Miss Ruan, please have dinner."

Yang Qianyu turned her head to look at the dinner next to her. She didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but those dishes happened to be something she couldn't eat.

She's allergic to shrimp, she doesn't like lamb, and she hates shallots and garlic—but that piece of fish happens to be topped with shredded shallots and minced garlic.

If it was intentional, it can only be said that this bastard is too ruthless!

Seeing her glance, Feng Moyan silently withdrew his gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Why, these don't suit Miss Ruan's taste?"

"..."

"Then you and my deceased wife have opposite tastes. These are her favorites."

"!!!"

In Yang Qianyu's heart, there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping.

They grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. Even though the two later broke up due to many misunderstandings, love turned into hatred, but each other's hobbies and tastes are still clear.

The ability to tell lies with open eyes, when did this guy perfect it?

While she was sullen and furious, she thought about the last time this person slandered her as "old-fashioned, bad-tempered, and has body odor"—the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she wished she could rush up and pin the millet porridge in her hand on his head!

Seeing the woman slumped, Feng Moyan felt secretly relieved, so he simply went to the bed and sat down.

"The shrimp is very tender, Miss Ruan, try it?"

"..."

"Mutton is very nutritious and suitable for women."

"..."

"The fish is—"

"Father, you are so talkative! Didn't you teach me not to eat or sleep? Have you forgotten?" President Feng kept adding fuel to the flames, but before Yang Qianyu was ignited, he was suddenly ignited by his own daughter. I poured a basin of cold water.

With a sound of "噗嗤", Yang Qianyu couldn't hold back, and laughed out of anger, almost spilling the porridge in his hand.

Mr. Feng's handsome face sank, the unfinished words were stuck in his throat, he looked into his daughter's ignorant and ignorant eyes, and thought to himself what a leaky little padded jacket!

"Fool, Dad is doing it for your own good, do you understand!" If you find out that this is a real mother, you will have a mother in the future.

Yang Qianyu suppressed a smile on the corner of her mouth, and deliberately provoked: "Baby, your father is too fierce. If you hadn't appeared in time just now, Ma Ma would have been bullied."

Feng Yuxi frowned, and then put her hands on her hips angrily: "Dad! How could you do this! I finally found Mama!"

Feng Moyan looked at the woman with a playful expression, "Xixi, there are many things between adults that cannot be called bullying, you are still young—"

"I don't care! What I saw with my own eyes, you pushed Mama to the wall! Humph, get out, I don't want to see you anymore!"

Feng Yuxi drove his relatives out of the house while comforting Yang Qianyu, "Ma Ma, don't worry, I will protect you!"

"Well, thank you baby Xixi, come... have another bite."

"Wow..." The little girl opened her mouth contentedly, and swallowed.

Seeing that her father was still refusing to leave, she widened her eyes and pursed her mouth, her domineering appearance was so cute.

Feng Moyan glanced at the successful woman, smiled with his sexy and beautiful thin lips, and turned to go out.

Yang Qianyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After feeding the child, looking at the dinners, she frowned and frowned, and ate some mutton and fish selectively, and then picked up some prawns and flushed them into the toilet while Xixi was not paying attention—creating a pattern of eating them all. past illusion.

Later, when Feng Moyan looked at the leftovers that Aunt Rong had packed away, his brows furrowed again.

I asked my daughter, and the daughter said: "Those are all eaten by Ma Ma, and she said they are delicious."

At this point, President Feng's heart was like fog again.

He remembered very clearly that Yang Qianyu was allergic to shrimp, couldn't stand the smell of mutton, and especially hated condiments such as shallots and garlic.

But this woman actually ate them all?