Dressed as a dragster of a wealthy and easy-going man

Chapter 158 Daily Life (Page 12)

After taking a bath, Nan Jinshi wanted to blow dry her hair, but this girl refused to let her do it, insisting on pulling Nan Jinming to let him blow her hair.

With a helpless smile, Nan Jinshi handed the hair dryer to her elder brother and walked outside.

She sat obediently on the stool, waiting for Nan Jinming to blow dry her hair.

Adjusting the hair dryer to a suitable temperature, he gently took up her black hair and blew it slowly.

He crossed his legs, tilted his head back and smiled at Nan Jinming.

"What are you laughing at?" Nan Jinming touched her hair and turned off the hair dryer.

"Husband, our house is so big and there are so many beautiful clothes in it. Did you buy them all for me?"

"No, you bought it yourself."

"Did I buy it myself?" Ai Ai's head was filled with questions.

"I bought it before I got sick," Nan Jinming touched her head, "Don't think about it, just go to sleep."

Like to open your arms and say "Hubby Hug!"

He caught the person who jumped from the stool into his arms with one hand, and a faint floral fragrance came to his nostrils. The moment her fragrant shoulder touched his nose, he sniffed the fragrance greedily.

When he was about to lose his mind, he put his love on the bed. She took her cell phone and played her favorite music.

"Go to sleep!" Wrapping her in the quilt, Nan Jinming moved a stool and sat beside the bed, waiting for her to fall asleep.

Not long after, there was a gentle knock on Favorite's door.

Nan Jinming stood up slowly, trying not to make any noise, and walked towards the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Mi Fu.

"Are you sleeping?" Mi Fu pointed inside and lowered his voice.

Nan Jinming nodded.

Looking at the person opposite, Mi Fu motioned for him to follow him.

After closing the door gently, Nan Jinming turned around and followed him.

The two men went to the study room on the second floor.

"Uncle Mi, just say what you want without thinking about your words." Seeing that Mi Fu was a little embarrassed and seemed embarrassed to speak, Nan Jinming spoke first.

"Okay, let me tell you the truth." Mi Fu looked at him: "Jin Ming, you are a normal adult male, and my daughter is also an adult female..."

He paused and continued: "She is like a child now. She has no sense of boundaries and no sense of propriety. She doesn't seem to understand the idea of ​​men and women being allowed to accept each other but not kissing each other."

Mi Fu felt that he had made it obvious enough, and Nan Jinming should be able to understand.

"It is precious to have a shallow love but to be deeply affectionate. To achieve success, you need to control your desires." Nan Jinming looked at Mi Fu, "Don't worry, Uncle Mi, I will not hurt her, let alone take advantage of others' danger."

With Nan Jinming's promise, Mi Fu said nothing more and patted him on the shoulder, "Go and rest. You have worked hard these past few months."

After the door closed, Nan Jinming was the only one left in the room. He tightened his hands and his shoulders sank.

When he returned to the door of his favorite room, he stopped and gently pushed the door open. After turning off the light, he saw that the room was too dark, so he left a night light on. After closing the door, he went to the room where the floor heating was controlled. Because he liked to sleep on the quilt, he raised the temperature in her room by three degrees, bringing it to twenty-eight degrees.

After wandering in front of his favorite room for a while and hearing no movement inside, Nan Jinming returned to his room and fell on the bed with some anxiety. What would he do when the little girl woke up and found him? He was hesitating whether to go to her room to lay the floor, but after thinking about it he decided to give up.

In the early morning, the south house returned to peace.

An hour later, the person on the bed kicked off the quilt and called "husband" twice, but no one answered. She slapped her mouth, got out of bed and walked around the room. As if she suddenly thought of something, she ran to the bathroom, picked up the reverse mouthwash cup and pointed it at the faucet, filled a glass of water, drank half of the glass, then put down the water glass and stuck out her tongue, "It tastes terrible."

Seeing that her pajamas were wet, she ran into the cloakroom again, rummaged through it, and found something for herself that she thought was beautiful.

She took off her underwear and threw it on the ground, muttering: "This dress is uncomfortable to wear, but this dress is beautiful."

After changing her clothes and going back to bed, she tossed and turned with the little bear in her arms, waiting for Nan Jinming to come back without making any noise. She remembered his words, if she didn't see him when she woke up, just wait a while, he wouldn't be gone for long.

But after waiting and waiting, he still didn't come back, so he turned over and picked up the phone and watch on the bedside table.

Nan Jinming, who was sleeping well, woke up immediately when he heard the phone ringing. He didn't even look at the caller ID, put on his slippers, opened the door and ran out.

"what happened?"

"Husband, why did it take you so long to come back?" Xixi stood up immediately when he saw Nan Jinming coming back.

Looking at the person in front of him, Nan Jinming's Adam's apple slid up and down. I saw that she was wearing a pink suspender silk dress, which was completely vacuum inside. Her proud breasts were ready to emerge from the thin layer of fabric, and the snow-white fleshy mounds were already visible at the slit at the hem.

Nan Jinming turned his head and took a deep breath. Before Mirai could react, Ai Yan pounced on him. He took advantage of the situation to catch her, and the waves blocking his eyes surged forward, and the spring scenery was visible to his eyes.

"Wait a moment." He put down his love, pulled the quilt around her, and ran to the bathroom.

He turned the faucet to the cold water direction, poured the cold water on his face... After calming down, he looked at the half glass of water on the sink and seemed to understand...

"Honey, don't drink it. This water tastes terrible." Xixi stood outside the door, holding on to the door frame and looking inside.

"Are you thirsty?" Nan Jinming then remembered that he had not prepared water for her in the room.

Favorite nodded with pitiful eyes, "I'm thirsty and hungry."

"Want something to eat?"

"I think there is still cake in the refrigerator." Xixi was still thinking about the remaining piece of cake.

"Go and change your clothes. I'll take you down." In order to prevent himself from reacting, Nan Jinming turned his head and did not dare to look at her.

But the person in front of him seemed not to let him go, and always came closer to him.

"If you don't want to change, this pink skirt looks good." Xixi pouted and stamped her feet. It didn't matter if she was standing, her chest would sway as she bounced a few times.

Nan Jinming, who tried his best to restrain himself, took a coat and put it on her body. "It's winter now. If you wear a skirt, you will catch a cold. If you catch a cold, you can't play with Xiaobao or hold the little glutinous rice balls."

"Why?" Xiang hugged Nan Jinming and acted coquettishly in his arms.

"Because the cold virus will be passed on to them, do you want Xiaobao and Xiaotangyuan to catch a cold?" Nan Jinming stood on the spot and did not dare to move. The person in his arms was rubbing around like a cat. He was suffering. I can only try to restrain myself.

"I don't want to." She immediately ran to the cloakroom and changed into a set of fluffy pink home clothes.

While enjoying eating cake in the living room, Nan Jinming ran outside into the ice and snow to calm down completely for a while.

The next day.

Xiaobao knocked on his mother's room. When no one answered the door, he opened the door and ran in.

Seeing his parents sleeping, Xiaobao covered his mouth and smiled, then closed the door and ran downstairs.

"Xiaobao, is mom awake?" Mi Fu put the milk on the table.

"No, mom and dad are still sleeping."

As soon as Xiaobao said this, Mifu's hands shook, "Dad and mom are in the same room?"

"Well, mommy is sleeping soundly in daddy's arms." Xiaobao described the scene there.