After half an hour, she gently put the closure aside, then slowly got up and carried Teng Ai to the crib, and then hugged Teng Bei and Teng Bao.
And she forgot that it was their master bedroom that could see everything in this room.
Teng always looked at her with the screen, watching her dribs and drabs, and the children said every word to her.
It’s like a scene, but it’s your own home
And although I didn’t lie in that bed, I actually lay there.
Watching her go out of her daughter’s room, he didn’t have a video. He just turned sideways to pretend to sleep.
I just closed my eyes for a while and then I thought, why are you pretending to sleep?
Then he turned towards the door.
Gently dressed in a pajamas suit, knocking at the door and moving gently is her door. As soon as I turned around, I saw Teng’s deep eyes, but I was startled.
"Why haven’t you slept?"
"I was almost killed by you. I was so sore that I could sleep?"
"Hum, even if you really hurt all over and can’t sleep, it’s not me." Gentleness glared at him and walked towards the bathroom while letting go of your hair.
"I don’t even admit it." Teng always looks like a dissatisfied housewife
"How can I admit it? Didn’t I just throw a pillow at your head? Can’t you throw it back? " Gentle said to him at the door of the bathroom is finished immediately into the bathroom door.
Then giggle in the bathroom by yourself.
Teng always took another one with the remote control.
Then the beauty in the bathroom is taking a bath and undressing, and the scene is out of control.
Manager Teng immediately dropped the camera when he came out from the gentle shower.
"What are you looking at?" Gentle asked patting his face and sitting by the bed, looking at the big screen, I saw that all three small bags slept well, and then I couldn’t help being warm.
In fact, these three small bags don’t stick to me at all. I’m usually at school and I’m in the yard. They don’t come to my side very much. When they get home, they are busy playing by themselves. They just want to be with me when they sleep. Let me tell a story.
"Tell stories when you are so old."
"Didn’t your parents tell you when you were a child?"
Gentle and curious, he asked him, but he also remembered that when he was a child, although his father died in the end, his father also told her the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
The man in her heart is not a good husband or a good boss, but he is a competent and good father.
She has enjoyed all the pampering of her father and daughter, as well as her younger brothers and sisters, but not as much as she did then.
"No" Teng always faint and then turned to "no, you tell me"
Gentle …
Like a rascal, but it’s also acceptable.
"Then I’ll tell you a story about sleeping beauty?"
"no"
"ah? So picky? What about Snow White? Little red riding hood? Or do you like the wolf? " She guessed again and again, and then she thought that male compatriots certainly didn’t like little girls and liked those little stories.
"I want to hear the story of Wenmi and her boss."
Gentle …
He was so direct. Of course, the last one rolled over and pinned her down.
"Tell me quickly."
"Oh, you, you … what do we have to say?" Gentle one some at a loss.
He is tightly around her waist.
"What do you say? We have nothing to say? "
"I didn’t mean that," she explained.
Looking at the displeasure in his dark eyes, she dare not provoke him.
"Then tell it quickly."