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Chapter 410 Coaxing

In another secluded room of the hot spring hotel, white noise flows quietly in the tranquil space.

There was only a small nightlight in the room, emitting a dim orange glow.

Fu Shengyang went to take a shower, and An Xiaoyue was responsible for coaxing Xingyun to sleep.

She slowly took the toy that Lucky was clutching tightly in her hand, gently patted Lucky's leg, and coaxed Lucky, who was about to fall asleep.

An Xiaoyue stared at Lucky with loving eyes. His profile was round and full, and he was really cute.

An Xiaoyue stayed with him, her heart filled with countless emotions.

In about ten days, Lucky will be six months old. Time flies!

An Xiaoyue thought, "One day, this little girl will grow into a tall man like her father. This is the gift that time has given her."

I heard the sound of a door opening behind me, and a few seconds later, the scent of shower gel filled my nostrils.

Fu Shengyang's deep voice sounded in my ear, "He's already asleep, don't worry about him."

"Should we use something to stop him?" An Xiaoyue was worried that Lucky might fall off the bed while sleeping alone.

Fu Shengyang picked up a pillow and placed one on each side of Lucky's body. "That's fine. He's still too small to roll out."

"At what time should I prepare the formula for him?" An Xiaoyue asked again.

Fu Shengyang braced his hands on either side of her body, the two of them very close.

Fu Shengyang's dark eyes flickered with desire, and his deep, smiling voice told her so.

"My darling wife, it's no use."

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

An Xiaoyue stubbornly turned her head away, refusing to look into his burning, deep eyes.

"Ah~"

The moment she gasped, An Xiaoyue immediately covered her mouth with her hand and turned her head to look at Lucky's face.

Call ~

Thankfully, I didn't wake up Lucky.

She clenched her slender fingers into a fist, and applied a light but firm touch to Fu Shengyang's shoulder.

"Don't do that, you'll wake up Lucky."

“No.” Fu Shengyang said confidently, “If he falls asleep, he won’t wake up easily.”

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Fu Shengyang moved closer to her cherry-pink lips and began to kiss and caress them.

The moment my back touched the soft bed, the wooden bed creaked.

A blush instantly crept onto An Xiaoyue's fair cheeks, making them pink, tender, and smooth, irresistible to anyone who wanted to kiss them.

As soon as Fu Shengyang moved, the bed emitted another short but unmistakable sound.

An Xiaoyue reached out and placed her hand against Fu Shengyang's hot chest, preventing him from getting closer.

"There's something wrong with this bed; it's too noisy." He said this with a hint of smugness.

This isn't Fu Garden; the beds aren't sturdy, and the room's soundproofing might not be good either.

"To avoid disturbing everyone with Lucky's cries, I specifically chose the room at the very back, where no one will hear it."

Fu Shengyang was determined to do what he wanted and would not give up because of the difficulties he faced.

"You've gone too far."

This person actually used luck as a pretext for something like this; he's utterly wicked.

He didn't deny that he deliberately chose this room so that it would be convenient for him to do those pleasurable things with his beloved wife.

Luck was something he absolutely had to keep; otherwise, his in-laws wouldn't be able to take care of him at night and would have to knock on his door, interfering with his good time.

It would be better to let Lucky sleep in the same room with them and put them to sleep early.

"Hmm." Fu Shengyang looked at her with a half-smile, a seductive curve to his lips. "Who told my darling wife to be so gentle and sweet?"

An Xiaoyue still refused, "No."

"How about your husband holds you?"

Fu Shengyang's voice was deep and magnetic, like a feather plucking at her heartstrings.

Hug me!

An Xiaoyue's voice became hoarse when she thought about her previous experience.

However, Fu Shengyang didn't give her that much time to think.

In matters of the bedroom, he always adhered to the principle that if he did not explicitly refuse, it meant he tacitly agreed.

Without warning, An Xiaoyue was once again lifted off the bed by him.

The nightlight in the room was also turned off at this time, leaving only the cool moonlight from outside the window to fall into the room and glimpse the spring scenery.

"No~"

Before she could even adjust, Fu Shengyang had captured her lips, leaving her nowhere to escape.

For a moment, suppressed moans were mixed with the man's low coaxing.

Time passed, and Fu Shengyang ended his kiss with her lips.

As soon as Fu Shengyang released An Xiaoyue, she collapsed onto the sofa without any support.

She wasn't even given a chance to catch her breath. In a dizzying moment, Fu Shengyang lifted her up and placed her on his lap.

"Drink some water to soothe your throat." The satisfied man's tone was filled with contentment.

At this moment, An Xiaoyue was like a porcelain doll that could be manipulated at will. Her porcelain-white face was rosy, and her lips were rubbed raw and as delicate as red roses.

The fine hairs on his forehead were damp with sweat, clinging wetly to his scalp.

After she finished drinking the water, Fu Shengyang picked up her pajamas from the floor and carried her into the bathroom.