"Tangtang is so good-looking, she is not picky at all, she even eats vegetables." "Good Tangtang." Jiang Mo fed the baby complementary food and said, "Tangtang is still young, so she still needs to drink milk." Wen Yan took out the bottle, "She doesn't like it very much." As soon as Jiang Mo soaked the bottle, the milk dumplings started to drink with the bottle in his arms. His cheeks were bulging, and his whole body was fragrant. "Baby Tangtang is so obedient, drink more milk." Tangtang shook her head. She has grown up and will not drink grandma anymore! (◍´꒳`◍) "Drink more grandma, we Tangtang will grow taller."
Jiang Mo coaxed the baby to drink the bottle again. After dinner, Jiang Mo accompanied the baby to watch TV. "Dad, sleep•́‸ก" The little breasts rubbed their eyes and lay down in Jiang Mo's arms. "Okay, Dad takes Tangtang to sleep. Today Dad continues to tell you stories. What other stories do you want to hear?" Jiang Mo went upstairs with his milk dumplings and placed the person on the bed. Tangtang opened her big black eyes and was waiting for her father to tell a story. The baby is actually not sleepy at all, just wanting his father to tell her stories and coax her to bed. "Princess!" (ฅ>ω＜*ฅ) "Okay, let's talk about the little princess and the seven dwarves today." Jiang Mo touched the baby's little head, "Tangtang must close her eyes, Dad will tell you a story." Xiao Tangtang really closed her eyes, her black eyelashes moved, but she refused to sleep obediently. Jiang Mo had already finished telling a story. The little guy had not yet slept and opened his eyes again. "dad!" ε==(づ′▽`)づ It's so hard to coax. Jiang Mo gently patted the little guy's arm with one hand and continued to tell stories. After telling two stories, he finally brought the person to bed. "You guys look at Tangtang, I'll leave first."
The two nannies who were taking care of Xiao Tangtang nodded and said, "Okay, go and rest quickly. It's past 10 o'clock." Jiang Mo finally returned to his room. As soon as he opened the door, a sound rang out. "Jiang Mo! Is it you!" Jiang Mo stopped, turned around, and the door of Wen Yan's room opened wide. "It's me, Wen Yan, what's wrong with you?" "I forgot to get my pajamas when I was taking a shower. Can you help me get one?" "Okay, where are your pajamas?" After Jiang Mo came in, he saw seven or eight cabinets next to him, as well as various shoe racks, such as those selling clothes in the mall. "The third cabinet on your right is full of pajamas. Just help me get one and then a set of underwear." "good." Jiang Mo almost bit his tongue. He takes it! ? Open the cabinet and have pajamas of various colors inside. Jiang Moguang looked at it and his face turned red. He has no women around him, so how can he know what clothes women like to wear? And I don’t dare to look at the clothes in it carefully. Jiang Mo just took the pajamas casually, but didn't look at the style, wrapped it in a ball and knocked on the bathroom door. Wen Yan opened the door, and Jiang Mo reached out with one hand, his face facing the opposite direction, afraid of seeing something. "I just took your clothes casually, with my underwear inside." "Okay, thank you." Wen Yan still saw it, Jiang Mo's ears were dripping with blood. After delivering the clothes, Jiang Mo immediately left Wen Yan's room, went back to his room and took a hot shower, calm down. But he still couldn't calm down, and he could already imagine Wen Yan wearing sexy pajamas in his mind. By chance, the door was knocked again. "Jiang Mo, the hair dryer in my room is broken. Does your room have a hair dryer?" Wen Yan's voice came from outside again. Jiang Mo was speechless. A hair dryer broke down a day? !
"Jiang Mo, why don't you talk anymore? Are you asleep?" "I have one more here." Jiang Mo opened the door, and the scene in front of him almost made him bleed. Purple super sexy pajamas, very sexy. Further down, there are white thighs... Jiang Mo immediately covered his nose and turned his head, "You... why did you get here when you dress like this." Wen Yan's innocent face: "This is my pajamas. You just took it for me personally. Have you forgotten?" Jiang Mo explained hesitantly, "I...I really don't know what type of pajamas this is, so I just picked up one, really." Wen Yan wouldn't misunderstand, he really didn't do it on purpose. Wen Yan walked to Jiang Mo's eyes and said, "I know, I like this pajamas very much. What's wrong with you, Jiang Mo, his ears are so red?" "It's nothing. Don't you want a hair dryer? I'll get it for you." Jiang Mo immediately took out the hair dryer from the cabinet and stuffed it into Wen Yan's hand. "Thank you, but my hands are a little sore today, maybe I can't blow it." temperatureYan moved his wrist and said, "When I was taking a shower just now, I accidentally touched my wrist and it hurts a little." Jiang Mo opened his mouth, "I...I'll help...you." "Okay, then thank you." Wen Yan was already sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. "Jiang Mo, hurry up, you're not going to blow my hair for me." Jiang Mo twitched the corner of his mouth. This woman was really self-conscious... "Here you." Jiang Mo picked up the hair dryer and adjusted it to the mid-range. He was careful when he was blowing Wen Yan's hair, for fear of blowing her hair. "Your hair is so long." It's so hard to blow... "It's really a bit long, don't you like long hair?" Jiang Mo nodded and said, "I like it, I like to grow my hair." Droop your eyes and you can see from this angle. Jiang Mo coughed a few times and looked away silently. "Wen Yan, you have never lived in another man at home."
Wen Yan lifted her eyelids, "Of course there are other men." Jiang Mo's lips pulled down and muttered in a low voice, "Who? They also saw you wearing this pajama." Wen Yan raised her lips and said, "Wen Yi, his room is on the west side, and she usually won't come here." Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "What about besides Wen Yi? Is there anyone else?" Wen Yan raised her head and said lightly, "It's gone, Jiang Mo, why have you asked so much? Could it be that you're jealous?" Jiang Moyi said righteously, "No, I just think... your pajamas are too thin and it's not good to be seen by others." Wen Yan suddenly stood up, hooking her soft fingers against Jiang Mo's nightgown belt, "Where are you? Didn't you see it?" Jiang Mo slowly retreated and moved his lips. Wen Yan continued to approach, pressing the person against the table, and leaning red lips close to Jiang Mo's cheek. "Hmm? What should you do if you see it?" The hair dryer in Jiang Mo's hand fell on the table, swallowed, and hesitated: "I...I..." The soft lips were pressed against Jiang Mo's lower hang, exhaling like orchids, "You are my husband. Of course it doesn't matter if you see him. Are you right? Husband..." The charming voice fell into my ears, like a feather crossing the tip of my heart, itchy. Jiang Mo's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he supported the table with both hands, "Yes..."