After hearing Mu Lianfeng's emotion, Zhao Yun'er began to reflect on herself. Was it because she was too independent and strong that she hurt Mu Lianfeng's face as a man
Think about this possibility.
Not to mention in ancient times, even in the 21st century, if a woman is too strong and does not rely on men for everything, men will also feel frustrated.
Acting coquettishly occasionally and asking men to do something will make them feel that they have the value of existence, and they will not feel defeated.
After Zhao Yun'er thought of this, she smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll take a break. Can you help me fan myself? It's too hot. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep either!"
A faint smile appeared on Mu Lianfeng's lips, "Yun'er, of course it's okay!"
"Well, let me take a nap then!"
"good!"
Zhao Yuner lay down on the bed, and Mu Lianfeng followed him, holding a fan. The cool breeze was very comfortable.
Zhao Yun'er felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and she fell into a semi-asleep state after a while.
In a blur, I suddenly felt that my lips were suddenly covered by something cold.
I originally wanted to open my eyes to see what was going on. Then he immediately realized that these cool things should be Mu Lianfeng's lips.
This guy actually kissed her when she wasn't paying attention.
If I open my eyes at this moment, I'm afraid both of them will be very embarrassed. It's better not to open them and just pretend that I don't know.
Just kiss, it’s not like I haven’t kissed before.
Even though she was thinking this, Zhao Yun'er's face still turned red involuntarily.
Feeling that Zhao Yun'er's face was a little hot, Mu Lianfeng thought it was because Zhao Yun'er was too hot, so the strength in his hands increased a lot. A cooler breeze came from the fan.
Not only was the cool wind making her very comfortable, Zhao Yun'er quickly fell asleep again.
After sleeping for about ten minutes, I heard a child crying from the yard.
It's Doudou's.
Zhao Yuner suddenly woke up.
Mu Lianfeng had already left the house and walked out.
"Doudou, what's wrong?" Mu Lianfeng asked Doudou softly.
Doudou's aggrieved little face faced Mu Lianfeng, with big eyeballs rolling out of her eyes, which made people feel very distressed.
"Daddy..." Doudou suddenly threw herself into Mu Lianfeng's arms.
Feeling the soft little body behind the words, Mu Lianfeng's expression became more serious.
Zhao Yun'er also came out. Seeing Doudou's aggrieved look, she asked, "Doudou, what's going on? If you have anything to do, just tell your mother and father. If anyone bullies you, mother will help you." Go beat him up!”
Doudou sniffed her little nose, which was still covered with snot.
Mu Lianfeng didn't dislike it, even if he was wearing luxurious clothes. He wiped Doudou's little nose with his sleeve, and then coaxed softly, "Okay, Doudou, please stop crying, okay?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Can Doudou tell you what happened now?"
After Doudou choked for a few times, she said to Mu Lianfeng and Zhao Yun'er, "Mother, father, the sour plum soup was taken away by a hammer!"
The hammer in Doudou's mouth is the precious grandson of the Hu family, Zhao Yun'er's eldest grandmother. Zhao Baojun and the Hu family lived with their eldest son. This hammer is the eldest son's only son. The precious son who was finally born is only seven years old this year. age.
He is very pampered on weekdays and has the same moral character as Zhao Tianyu, and is even more willful than Zhao Tianyu.