Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Watching the child fall asleep, Fu Beichen involuntarily bowed his head and kissed the child's forehead. Then he carefully covered the quilt and left the bedroom with light hands and feet. He adjusted the light to a dim light suitable for the child's sleep, so he left the bedroom!

After returning to the bedroom, Zhan Yan had taken a bath, wearing a loose nightgown and standing quietly in front of the French window.

Fu Beichen walked over, put his arm around her waist from behind, and gently took her soft body into his arms.

The faint fragrance after bathing comes from the hair of zhanyan, which makes people intoxicated.

"What are you looking at?" Fu beichenwen asked with a smile, looking out along her eyes. The scenery outside the window is still the same.

Moonlight and starlight reflect each other, just like every day in the past, there is no difference.

"I didn't see anything, but I thought the stars were beautiful!" Zhan Yan replied with a light smile. When he looked up at him, his eyes were soft.

Fu Beichen bowed his head and gently kissed her, "well, it's very beautiful, but in my eyes, it's not as good as one tenth of yours!"

"Oh, is it open today?" President Fu will also say this kind of local love words.

"Do you like it? If Yan Yan likes it, I have a lifetime to tell you!" Fu Beichen's warm palm gently moved on her.

Zhan Yan smiled and clapped his restless hand, "Oh, man's mouth, liar ghost!"

"Who else can you trust in this world except me? Eh?" Fu Beichen was not angry, but entangled her again, picked up Zhan yanheng and walked to the big bed!

Zhan Yan rolled down on the big bed with him. Fu Beichen kept scratching her. Zhan Yan giggled and laughed. They were laughing and playing.

Zhan Yan looked at him with a pair of bright eyes. The clear pupil reflected Fu Beichen's handsome face and reached out to touch his face.

Just then, the door was knocked——

Outside the door came Xiaole's timid voice, "Dad, mom..."

Fu Beichen frowned deeply. For a while, he couldn't continue. He couldn't let go.

"Fu Beichen, your son is awake. Hurry to hold your son!" Zhan Yan said with a smile. She wanted to laugh when she saw Fu Beichen's extremely black face.

Fortunately, it was his own son. If someone else wanted to change, he had to cut that man down!

Fu Beichen reluctantly got out of bed and opened the door. Xiaole stood at the door with a teddy bear in his arms and a small face on his back. His big black eyes blinked and looked pathetic.

"Dad, I dare not sleep alone. I want my mother to sleep with Xiaole!" Xiaole said, jumped over Fu Beichen, ran into the room, climbed into the big bed and jumped into zhanyan's arms.

"Mom, Xiaole wants to hug..." Xiaole said coquettishly, completely unaware of the black face his father wanted to throw him out.

Zhan Yan held him in his arms and kissed him gently on his forehead, "what's the matter? Xiaole? Didn't you sleep well before?"

"No, Xiaole had a nightmare tonight. She dreamed that her mother and father didn't want Xiaole, so Xiaole had to hold her mother to sleep, otherwise Xiaole would be afraid!" Xiaole held zhanyan's arm and said nothing to leave.

Fu Beichen came over, sat down by the bed, stretched out his arms and pulled Xiaole out of zhanyan's arms, "you want to sleep with your mother, what about your father?"