As he said that, he stretched out his arms.

Song Yunyun felt a heavy weight on his waist, and then he fell heavily on a thick shoulder!

"it hurts……"

I exclaimed, and before I could continue, I just felt a soft feeling on my lips!

"what?"

Vaguely, Song Yunyun could only hold down the hand that wanted to continue exploring her body.

She pretended to be coquettish.

"How come you..."

Jiang Yaojing didn't say anything, and what she answered was a more delicate kiss!

I don't know when a strong wind blew outside.

The leaves were blown everywhere by the strong wind.

Before she knew it, half of Song Yunyun's clothes had been taken off!

When the two of them were in love, there was a sudden click in their ears!

"Mother!"

Both of them rushed over holding the quilt.

"Mom...it's so windy outside...we're both scared..."

A child of just a few years old suddenly woke up and heard the strong wind blowing outside, so he was naturally frightened!

"Quick... stop it!"

Listening to the child's voice, Song Yunyun's eyes suddenly widened.

When he looked down, he saw that the scenery was already in front of him.

In desperation, she quickly covered her clothes that were almost taken off with a quilt!

"Both of them!"

While smiling awkwardly, Song Yunyun pushed Jiang Yaojing!

Jiang Yaojing's clothes were intact, except that the top two buttons were opened, vaguely revealing his strong chest!

Both eyes blinked, flickering.

Jiang Yaojing touched his forehead, "Are you really unable to sleep?"

Actually no, they are quite independent.

Just want to act coquettishly.

He smiled brightly, with neat white teeth.

Shuangshuanggui was smart and laughed, "I'm scared."

When had he ever been afraid?

He doesn’t even draft a lie.

There was still a strange blush on Song Yunyun's face, but he should have arranged his clothes under the quilt just now.

Both pretended to be scared, tangled their fingers in their clothes...

"But suddenly there was a strong wind outside, and both of them were a little scared!"

Jiang Yaojing waved to both of them, "Come here."

They both rushed over and climbed onto the bed.

He knelt on the bed with his legs and swayed, the springs were very soft.

"This bed is so comfortable."

Song Yunyun pinched his cheek, "Isn't your bed soft?"

"It's soft." They both smiled and crawled into Song Yunyun's arms.

Jiang Yaojing pulled him out, "Tell me, are you a man?"

As soon as they heard the word "manly", both of them immediately stood up!

"Of course I am, I learned a lot of skills from Uncle Eagle!"

The world of children is always so innocent.

Seeing his son's smile, Song Yunyun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Yes, yes, we are both heroes, and we will also be men in the future!"

Jiang Yaojing also nodded.

They both rolled over on the bed.

Climbing onto Jiang Yaojing's back, "Dad, you haven't carried me on your back yet."

Jiang Yaojing said, "Come up here and experience it."

Both Jiang Yaojing and Song Yunyun felt guilty for their two children.

They lack companionship.

Fortunately, Song Yunyun is at home now.

Taking care of them, they both became more and more naughty.

They both climbed onto Jiang Yaojing's back.

Jiang Yaojing got out of bed and walked around the house with him on his back.

Both of them were happy and waved to Song Yunyun, "Mom."

Song Yunyun smiled and said cooperatively, "Are you happy now?"

They both nodded vigorously.

After a while, they went to bed.

Both of them pestered Song Yunyun to tell him stories.

Song Yunyun touched his head.

"How about three hundred Tang poems?"

Jiang Yaojing glanced at her.

Song Yunyun took out the book and gave it to both of them, "You can't forget your roots."

Open both.

The first song is Chunxiao.

I sleep in spring without waking up, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour.

Shuangshuang found it interesting. He pointed outside and said, "There is a sound of wind and rain today."

The rain is pattering outside!

Jiang Yaojing explained the general idea to him.

Both of them felt very strange.

"Dad, I like Three Hundred Tang Poems." Shuangshuang was really interested.

Song Yunyun smiled softly, "As long as you are interested."

They were both lying on the bed, wrapped in soft quilts.

He crossed his legs.

Jiang Yaojing's phone on the table suddenly rang.

He took a look and saw that it was Chen Yue.

It's probably a work thing.

He picked it up and said, "I'm going to take a call."

Song Yunyun nodded, "Go ahead."

She lay with her son and asked him to read Tang poetry.

"Mom, I like this."

Song Yunyun read him a poem, A Quiet Night Thoughts.

Shuangshuang immediately pointed to the last sentence, "Missing my hometown, does it mean I miss the place where I lived before?"

Shuangshuang is a very smart little guy.
To be continued...