Jian Shiqing shook her head in a mysterious way and corrected: "You can't drink this soup, you'll cook it tomorrow morning for you."

Su Ye pursed his lips and couldn't help but think that the difference between his son and his daughter-in-law is too big. Just eat alone, why should he bring it into their room and give Mu Han a drink alone in front of her?

"Mom, you're such a waste. Your son is in good health and you don't need to drink these messy things to make up for it."

Mu Han pushed away the soup handed over by Jian Shiqing with special dissatisfaction.

"I didn't say you are in poor health, but it's better to supplement it. The ingredients here have been carefully selected and you can drink a few more bowls."

Jian Shiqing forced her to force her and pulled Mu Han's collar and poured him two bowls.

Su Ye, who was nestled on the bed next to him, frowned and pondered. She seemed to have heard something from their conversation.

"Okay, okay, I can't drink it anymore, I won't drink it anymore, you should go back to your room to sleep."

Mu Han's stomach was so full that he couldn't drive people away. Jian Shiqing probably had to stare at him and drink this pot of soup before leaving by himself.

Su Ye watched Jian Shiqing be locked outside the door by Mu Han ruthlessly. Her eyes rolled and she looked at Mu Han thoughtfully in an indescribable place.

Drinking soup tonic, isn’t there anything wrong with him?

They have spent more time together these days, but Mu Han is much more honest than when they first got married.

She sleeps properly every night, not to mention doing anything intimate, but not even having any intention of doing anything.

So calm and so righteous.

Realizing that Su Ye's gaze and expression were wrong, Mu Han lowered his head to look at him, nothing unusual!

He cleared his throat, "Cough! Don't listen to what my mother said, she just wanted to hold her grandson and was frugal to make up for it."

"So, are you really okay?" Su Ye couldn't help asking.

"Problem? What can I have? If mom doesn't believe me, you don't believe me. You don't believe me if you have experienced it yourself?"

Mu Han narrowed his eyes, and a creepy cold light burst out from his eyes and threatened with obvious threats.

Su Ye laughed a few times, "No, no, I don't mean to question your ability. I know you are a real man."

"No, no need to explain, explanation is to cover up. I think it's better for me to do it."

Mu Han quickly took off his clothes and leaned forward.

"Ah, be gentle, you have crushed me to death!" Su Ye exclaimed. Her small body could not withstand the strong Mu Han's smash.

"Don't rush to shout, save some energy, and let you shout happily later."

"You hate it."

Mu Han would no longer give Su Ye a chance to make trouble, and directly blocked Su Ye's words with his lips.

A lingering and a ***.

The bedroom has a warm yellow bedside lamp, and the two figures under the light are entangled, which is enviable.

Long time...

After a long time, Su Ye had no strength in his body. When he moved his fingers and couldn't even lift his arms, Mu Han let go of his clamping on her like a kindness.

Su Ye lay on his side, facing Mu Han, his eyes lazy and opened a little bit of gaps, breathing like orchids, his face flushed and beautiful as a flower.

Mu Han stroked Su Ye’s black and shiny hair vigorously, with a low tone and magnetic tone, “How about the aftermath? Will you still question my abilities?”

Su Ye was almost regretting it, she shouldn't have looked at that more.

Men are particularly concerned about their own problems, especially those with noble identities like Mu Han do not want to be suspected of being solemn. She is better, staring at him carelessly.

"Hmm? Don't speak? Are you protesting silently? Not having enough?" Mu Han asked, his body slowly slid down, and a slender leg under the quilt was already resting on Su Ye's legs.

"No, no, I'm full, I'm just a little tired. I want to sleep, stop making trouble."

Su Ye hurriedly begged for mercy. If she continues to tossing, her waist will break. She really can't get out of bed and walk tomorrow.

"It's really OK?" Mu Han was still worried that Su Ye would not adapt, so he tried his best to restrain what he wanted.

After all, it’s not good to have too many such things, and it hurts the body.

"It's really OK, good night." Su Ye rolled over with the quilt, accidentally revealing a large area of ​​whiteness on his back.

She frowned slightly and had no strength to pull the quilt.

Mu Han smiled pamperedly and reached out to cover her tightly, "Let's sleep, I hope I won't waste my energy tonight."

"Ye." Su Ye responded casually, and he fell into darkness and had no energy to think.

Mu Han held his arms and looked at Su Ye's quiet sleeping face, then leaned over and gently fell a affectionate kiss on her forehead, "Good night."

He raised his hand to turn off the light, his chest pressed against her spine, and he hugged her firmly in his arms, and his thick big hand was hopeful to be placed on Su Ye’s lower abdomen.

The corners of my mouth curled up slightly, but in fact, I made up my mind to ask my baby to accept this matter and formally implement the plan, which was not as difficult as I thought.

Before getting married, when Jian Shiqing and the others urged them to get married, Mu Han would inevitably feel chills whenever he talked about his children.

He was used to being alone. When he repaired his brain, a little Doudian chased him behind his butt and called him dad, and he would be very awkward.

But now that he figured it out, he suddenly looked forward to that scene.

Warm and soft-skinned, beautiful wife in her arms, Mu Han felt that her heart was fulfilled and she felt at ease.

The night when Su Ye sleeps beside him is the most at ease, happiest and best sleeping night.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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