"Go and take a shower."
Yan Xiangnuan pushed Jin Weimo, but he was caught as soon as he came out.
His eyes were affectionate.
Yan Xiangnuan was really overwhelmed.
Jin Weimo ignored Yan Xiangnuan's urging, raised her hand, grabbed Yan Xiangnuan's hand and pressed it against the wall, then covered her pink and rosy mouth.
Seeing her come out, Jin Weimo was not going to let go of the red lips that Xiao had wanted for a long time.
"Well" Jin Weimo grabbed Yan Xiangnuan and kissed him for a long time.
Yan Xiangnuan felt that his lips hurt a little, so he couldn't bear to push him away: "It hurts."
Maybe he was used to being in front of Jin Weimo, and his squeamishness just went with the flow. .
Jin Wei's dark eyes stared at Yan Xiangnuan's slightly red and swollen lips, which were indeed pitifully ravaged by him, so he stroked them gently, then turned and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
Yan Xiangnuan looked at Jin Weimo nervously, feeling that this man was a little weird for no reason, but he didn't take it to heart.
He walked to the crib and looked at the little bamboo shoots, tidying up the quilt for him, and saw that the little guy looked cute and sleeping soundly. , then turned around and went to the cloakroom, closed the door and dried his hair.
Jin Weimo washed up quickly.
When he walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Yan Xiangnuan happened to have finished blow-drying his long hair.
"What do you think I should do to cut my hair short?"
Yan Xiangnuan just blew her hair and felt dizzy.
When she returned to the room and saw Jin Weimo, she couldn't help but have the idea of cutting her hair.
She couldn't understand it before.
Now Yan Xiangnuan understands why pregnant women or breastfeeding mothers like to have short hair.
It is really inconvenient to take care of the child because of her long hair.
Every time the little bamboo shoots drinks milk, she likes to hold something in her little hands.
Her favorite thing is to hold on to Yan Xiangnuan’s hair.
Yan Xiangnuan has been caught by the little bamboo shoots several times.
Scalp aches.
But the little bamboo shoot itself is ignorant.
The little guy is ignorant, so you can't hit or scold him.
Jin Weimo, who had short hair, was slightly startled when he heard this.
Being used to Yan Xiangnuan's long hair, her appearance after washing is particularly alluring to Jin Weimo.
Jin Weimo couldn't imagine how heroic Yan Xiangnuan would look with short hair, but Jin Weimo had to Gotta admit, he likes long hair.
Turning off the lights at night, using the moonlight outside, the look of Yan Xiangnuan's long black hair spread on the bed is a scenery that Jin Weimo will be immersed in all his life.
Yan Xiangnuan's skin is very white, his hair is black and smooth, and black and white are always distinct.
It was so clear that Jin Weimo went crazy for it every time.
"Why do you suddenly want to cut your hair short?"
Most men have long, straight black hair.
Jin Weimo does not deny that he has it too.
When he met Yan Xiangnuan for the first time, Yan Xiangnuan's straight and smooth hair and his pretty face left a deep impression on Jin Weimo.
Jin Weimo never felt that he had anything.
On the superficial side of Yan Control, he has always paid attention to connotation.
After meeting Yan Xiangnuan, Jin Weimo had to admit that it is really important to have a good-looking face.
"It's just inconvenient because the little bamboo shoots can be scratched."
Furthermore, Yan Xiangnuan has had long black hair for many years and has always been accustomed to this hairstyle.
Occasionally, he also wants to try short hair.
"Long hair looks good."
Jin Weimo walked up to Yan Xiangnuan wrapped in a bath towel and reached out to grab Yan Xiangnuan's long black hair.
The soft touch in his hands also made Jin Weimo very satisfied.
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He thought that if this black hair He really couldn't bear to cut off his long hair: "Don't cut it, okay?"
"You don't like my short hair, maybe I look better with short hair."
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Weimo.
Jin Weimo likes her long hair, which Yan Xiangnuan has naturally discovered, but her desire to cut her hair short is just a whim and not very strong.
It's just that my scalp hurts from being scratched by bamboo shoots recently, and I'm tired from washing and drying my hair, so I came up with the idea of cutting off my long hair.
If Jin Weimo supports it, Yan Xiangnuan doesn't mind trying short hair.
To be honest, Sometimes short hair is really convenient.
"You look good with any hairstyle, but long hair is the best."
Jin Weimo leaned over and kissed Yan Xiangnuan on the mouth.
Yan Xiangnuan hesitated and smiled: "Smooth talk."
Yan Xiangnuan was just talking, but then he thought that Jin Weimo was a soldier, and there were many girls with short hair in the army.
If she also had short hair, wouldn't she be like those female officers?
No way.
When he thought of this, Yan Xiangnuan gave up the idea of cutting his hair short and yawned by the way.
"I'm a little sleepy, go to sleep"
"Yeah."
Jin Weimo nodded.
Yan Xiangnuan turned around and went to the cloakroom to change into comfortable pajamas.
Jin Weimo was wearing a pair of black underwear and lying on the bed shirtless.
He stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xiangnuan in his arms.
Yan Xiangnuan was used to Jin Weimo's chest.
When Wei Mo stretched out his hand, he obediently leaned over and closed his eyes, preparing to fall asleep.
However, he felt the hot temperature radiating from someone's body, as well as the hand that was dishonestly wandering around to light a fire, which made him suddenly feel funny.
"Sleep honestly."
He guessed that Jin Weimo couldn't be honest, but Yan Xiangnuan didn't intend to indulge him.
"I've been holding it in for a long time."
Jin Weimo's voice was filled with grievance. "" Yan Xiangnuan rolled his eyes in the dark, and then vaguely reminded Jin Weimo: "The little bamboo shoots are still there."
Although the two of them were just being intimate and didn't do anything else, Yan Xiangnuan felt a little guilty inexplicably.
There was a simple and ignorant child in the room.
They should restrain themselves more or less, for fear that the two of them would disturb the little bamboo shoots.
Wake up, don't murmur. "" Jin Weimo didn't say anything for a while after hearing the words.
He buried his head on Yan Xiangnuan's neck and gasped, then kissed him a few times punishingly.
Yan Xiangnuan felt Jin Weimo's slightly retaliatory move, and pushed him helplessly because the Japanese appeared that day and destroyed the baby's room.
Although it was renovated, he was afraid of the heavy formaldehyde, so he planned to take a breather. , recently the little bamboo shoots are living in the master bedroom.
This made the two people's intimate territory suddenly have a little ancestor who needed to be coaxed and provided for, but could not argue or make trouble.
Jin Weimo was not happy about this for several days.
He liked to hug Yan Xiangnuan when he slept at night.
They were intimate, but they were all rejected.
"Let him go back to the nursery tomorrow."
Jin Weimo said that the man who had been holding back for several months was going to start eating meat.
"No."
Yan Xiangnuan refused to agree.
The nursery had only been renovated for a few days, and it would be very bad for the child to live in it.
Yan Xiangnuan retorted fiercely, glaring at Jin Weimo, an unscrupulous father.
"Then I'll be gentle and make sure I don't wake him up."
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Jin Weimo complained, feeling that his position was beginning to collapse, so he abducted Yan Xiangnuan.
"No, hold it in."
Yan Xiangnuan said firmly.
"Believe it or not, I will get into trouble because of you."
Jin Weimo bared his teeth angrily, leaning on Yan Xiangnuan's neck, and his words were also full of annoyance. aa2705221: