"Well, I miss my son."
Yan Xiangnuan sounded a little disappointed.
She hadn't seen the little baby egg in almost two days. "" Jin Weimo looked silently at Yan Xiangnuan who looked longing for him.
"Will it disturb grandpa's rest if we go back after dinner?"
Yan Xiangnuan thought of the little bamboo shoots and wanted to fly back to see him immediately.
He glanced at the time, because he had been tossing with Jin Weimo before, and now it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
After eating and driving back, plus the time spent on the road, it will probably be quite late.
"Come back tomorrow, okay?"
Jin Weimo said to comfort Yan Xiangnuan.
Going back to the old house at this time will somewhat disturb the old man's rest, and it's time for the little bamboo shoot to sleep.
"I have to go to my master tomorrow morning."
Now that Missili is in the dark, it is also a headache for her.
She may have just dealt with this recently.
However, with so many people from the Xuanmen and Maoshan factions, they should be able to find out some information.
It is impossible to wait blankly for Mixili to take the initiative to attack.
It's just that Han Ba's appearance made Yan Xiangnuan uneasy, and he kept worrying about whether Han Ba would continue to obey Missili.
Now when Yan Xiangnuan thought about it, he suddenly began to regret it, regretting himself.
We didn't simply destroy the Hanba, but if we had destroyed the Hanba at that time, senior brother would probably be trapped in an illusion.
Alas, just thinking about it makes me very confused.
"Take care of yourself, understand?"
Jin Weimo reached out and touched Yan Xiangnuan's hair.
"Well, I know.
Maybe I'm too stressed, which creates an unsettling feeling and makes me always a little flustered."
Yan Xiangnuan expressed his true inner feelings.
To be honest, from the beginning of her rebirth to now, Yan Xiangnuan has rarely been so unstable.
It is really a strange feeling for her now.
Her heart is beating faster than usual for no reason.
And there's no reason for it.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Jin Weimo has a calm personality.
He actually doesn't want Yan Xiangnuan to have too much pressure.
Even if she makes a big mistake, he will clean it up for her.
Yan Xiangnuan looked up at Jin Weimo.
Jin Weimo said this seriously, and being particularly serious was not meant to comfort him.
"Yes."
Yan Xiangnuan immediately calmed down under Jin Weimo's gaze.
I am afraid that only Jin Weimo in this world has the ability to calm all her worries with just one look or a word.
Yan Xiangnuan was very happy that Jin Weimo was so important to her, and then she started to fill her stomach.
After the meal, the couple also put away the dishes and chopsticks together, and then put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher Although there is no need to wash the machine by hand, Yan Xiangnuan's hands are still stained with a lot of grease when clearing the table.
Yan Xiangnuan's mysophobia is not serious, but he really dislikes the greasy feeling of food standing in his hands.
It's strange, and he just can't accept it.
"Go and wash your hands."
Jin Weimo understood Yan Xiangnuan very well and originally didn't want her to touch her hands, but she didn't act like a hands-off shopkeeper.
Therefore, after clearing the dining table, Jin Weimo immediately took Yan Xiangnuan's hand to the bathroom.
He didn't know if it was because he washed Yan Xiangnuan's hands last time, but Jin Weimo felt washed out.
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He squeezed out the hand sanitizer very diligently and washed Yan Xiangnuan's hands carefully.
Yan Xiangnuan stretched out her little hand to wash it for Jin Weimo.
She watched Jin Weimo wash her hands carefully with a satisfied smile.
Jin Weimo liked to help her wash her hands, and she also liked to watch Jin Weimo wash her hands.
This This little fun between husband and wife really made her addicted.
"Honey, why are you so nice?"
Yan Xiangnuan tilted his head and asked softly, turning to look at Jin Weimo's side face, and slightly stood on tiptoes and tapped his chin on Jin Weimo's shoulder.
"Being kind to your wife is only natural."
Jin Weimo matched Yan Xiangnuan's tone and said in the tone of a domineering president.
Yan Xiangnuan burst into laughter immediately.
Jin Weimo has a calm personality.
She is not a cute type herself, but maybe it is her natural instinct to act coquettishly and cutely in front of the person she loves.
No wonder some people say that no matter how strong she is, Men and women will become soft in front of love.
Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo were like this at this moment.
They only felt the strong warmth between each other, and they were so happy that they wanted to bubble.
Jin Weimo washed Yan Xiangnuan very carefully and wiped it dry after washing.
He held the white and tender green onions to his nose and smelled them.
When he smelled the faint fragrance, he smiled.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Xiangnuan said uneasily and cautiously.
Even if you wash your hands, you also smell it.
It's really inexplicably irritating.
The man who controls it with his hands seems a bit irresistible.
"I'll smell it and see if it smells good."
Jin Weimo replied with an unchanging expression.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.
Smelling his wife's hands wasn't a very perverted thing.
As for him, was he ashamed to say it?
"Nervous."
Yan Xiangnuan smiled and cursed: "Does that smell good?"
The woman was very strange.
Her mouth always contradicted her heart.
One moment she was talking about nerves, but the next sentence she asked.
Jin Weimo pursed her lips and brought her little hand to the tip of her nose again to smell it, and kissed it twice: "It smells good."
Yan Xiangnuan was immediately made red-faced by Jin Weimo.
Sometimes a man's cherishment is a very special magnetic field.
Yan Xiangnuan felt Jin Weimo's love and seriousness, and knew that he really liked him, so he took up the post.
He held his hands and kissed her.
Because it was late at night, Aunt Song and Aunt Liu also went to rest.
There was no one else at home.
Yan Xiangnuan and Jin Weimo had just finished eating and had nothing to do.
They went back to the bedroom and lay down feeling uncomfortable.
They felt uncomfortable after sleeping too much. , especially Jin Weimo and Yan Xiangnuan.
After thinking about it, Yan Xiangnuan dragged Jin Weimo to watch TV.
Jin Weimo's demand for TV is not high.
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He usually watches domestic and foreign news.
Yan Xiangnuan is fine and watches TV very rarely.
After all, they are not people who have nothing to do.
Being so close together, the two of them rarely watched TV leisurely, which inevitably reminded Yan Xiangnuan of the time when Jin Weimo's souls separated from the body.
At that time, Jin Weimo was stuck with her every day.
Because his souls were not sound, Jin Weimo would express his thoughts more directly.
Yan Xiangnuan couldn't help but miss her.
Jin Weimo at that time was really good, and he spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Lungs are good.
"Husband, why do you think I care so little about you?"
Yan Xiangnuan thought, leaning on Jin Weimo, turning around and pressing a kiss to Jin Weimo's cheek.
How could this man be so good that she fell in love with him so much?
Jin Weimo didn't react.
He looked at Yan Xiangnuan deeply for a while, then reached out and touched Yan Xiangnuan's cheek, covering his red lips with his thin lips to deepen the kiss.
Yan Xiangnuan was kissed until she was dizzy and then let go. aa2705221: