Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Lin Ange looked at the empty room and was stunned. A hint of doubt appeared between her eyebrows.    

"This is A Li's room from now on."    

Lu Yiyao embraced her. His black eyes became warmer and his face was covered in a doting smile.    

"Hmm?"    

Lin Ange subconsciously stroked her belly. Warmth filled her heart, and the pain in her heart lessened.    

Lu Yiyao pointed.    

"Wife, here, I'm going to set up a princess bed. "Over here, put down a small sofa …"    

All the layouts were clearly displayed in his mind. There was always a warm smile on his face as he spoke.    

Lin Ange tilted her head, looking at his well-defined, three-dimensional profile, raised her eyebrows, and smiled.    

"Is it still early? No need to be in such a hurry. "    

"Early what? Wife, I will personally decorate this room myself. "    

Lu Yiyao's big hands tightened around her, pulling her closer. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.    

"Do you want to decorate it yourself?"    

"Yes."    

His lips were warm, and Lin Ange's eyes were warm.    

It was obvious that he really did love this child. He was filled with deep anticipation for this child.    

They stood there for a while before slowly returning to the master bedroom.    

After washing up, she lied down while hugging him.    

Lin Ange habitually nestled into Lu Yiyao's arms, wrapping her arms around his lean waist.    

Warm and fragrant.    

Lu Yiyao couldn't help it.    

Leaning over, he kissed Lin Ange's earlobe and said gently.    

"Wife …"    

How could Lin Ange not have sensed his change? He quickly let go and prepared to move to the other side.    

Lu Yiyao didn't let her, and hugged her even more tightly.    

There was no gap between the two of them.    

"Wife …"    

Lu Yiyao was a bit moved.    

Lin Ange's neck became hotter and hotter as his cold breath continued to flow into it.    

Lin Ange's face turned red as her heartbeat quickened.    

His body's natural instinct wanted to get closer to him.    

However, she was not alone. What about A Li?    

Ye Zichen reached out his hand to rest it on Ye Zichen's well-built chest, then said in annoyance.    

"Have you forgotten Doctor Tang's explanation?"    

"…"    

Lu Yiyao didn't say anything. He looked at her with a burning gaze. There was a small fire in his black eyes.    

He took hold of her small hand and went down...    

"Lu Yiyao, what are you doing?"    

"Wife, help me …"    

Lu Yiyao grabbed her small hand and continued to move forward …    

His fingers burned as if they were on fire. Lin Ange's body instantly trembled and her breathing became rapid and hot.    

"Lu Yiyao, let go …"    

Lin Ange's small hands couldn't help but curl up, and her body tensed up a lot. A layer of faint anger covered her eyes.    

"Forget it, I'll settle it myself."    

Lu Yiyao saw that she was very 'resisting', so he took her hand out and kissed it.    

"…"    

What he said was natural, but Lin Ange's face turned red upon hearing it.    

Lu Yiyao let go and slowly lifted the blanket. Get up and tuck her in.    

Lin Ange's gaze inadvertently swept over him. Somewhere …    

His face turned even redder as he quickly averted his gaze and turned his body to the side.    

Lu Yiyao entered the washroom and took a cold shower. After the "fire" subsided, he returned to his bedroom.    

Lin Ange was already asleep, breathing softly.    

Lu Yiyao softly lifted the blanket and laid down.    

They slept well.    

Some people were unable to sleep soundly.    

Gong Nanling and Lu Yiyao returned to the apartment after dinner.    

Ye Zichen sat on the sofa blankly for a long time. His gaze was a bit unfocused, and his mind was a bit blank.    

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he lay down on the sofa.    

In the middle of the night, he woke up from his sleep.    

He stood up, picked up his cell phone and went into the bedroom.    

A short breath was impressively hung on the screen of his phone.    

Taking a closer look, it was actually from Ning Qianyu.    

"Nanling, I'm back to Chenghai."    

When Gong Nanling read the contents of the letter, his heart tightened and he froze on the spot.    

There were some words that he hadn't told her in person yet, so why did she return to the Chenghai?    

He pursed his lips and typed a text message with his fingers, then pulled it back.    

At this late hour, she should be sleeping. Should she reply to him tomorrow morning?    

Just as he was about to leave, he saw the colorful message Xia Luoxi sent him.    

Chaos' brain once again exploded. His heart rose and fell, and rage began to spread in his heart.    

Shame and anger intertwined together.    

His heart felt like it had swallowed a fly.    

After high school, though, he went to M country. But in his heart, he still yearned for the pure feeling from his body to his heart.    

Even though before him and Gu Mengmeng, he and Ning Qianyu also …    

The two were even.    

However, he still felt slightly uncomfortable in his heart.    

Perhaps, it was because this person was Xia Luoxi.    

He didn't know that there was no relation between Xia Luoxi and Gu Mengmeng. It was just Xia Luoxi showing off.    

Complicated feelings were growing in Gong Nanling's heart, he really wanted to smash his phone.    

After standing for a while, he threw his phone on the bed, took a set of pajamas and headed to the bathroom.    

Gu Mengmeng was also unable to sleep soundly.    

Returning to the Warm Garden, he sent a text message to Lin Ange before going to wash up.    

In order to let the mood relax a bit, deliberately played soothing music, took a book to read.    

He tried his best to focus his mind and read the words one by one.    

After reading two or three lines, he could no longer bear to watch any further.    

The music that was slowly flowing sounded a little irritable, so he got up and opened the curtain.    

Moonlight poured in.    

In the light of her lonely figure, the ground was filled with loneliness.    

She stood at the window, looking at the crescent moon, and her eyes began to fill with an ethereal mist.    

"..."    

The next day.    

Dawn came and the huge city of Yunjing slowly woke up.    

Lin Ange stretched her back and slowly pulled her eyelids apart.    

What entered his eyes was still that familiar cold face. He was sleeping soundly, his long eyelashes covered with those dark, narrow eyes.    

His breath was shallow and carried a unique scent.    

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and stroke his stubble on his chin. His new beard was somewhat prickly, and the tips of his fingers were slightly numb.    

He rolled the corners of his mouth and smiled, preparing to get up.    

Unexpectedly, someone wrapped their arms around her slim waist. Soon after, a lazy magnetic voice was heard.    

"Mrs. Lu, good morning!"    

"Good morning, Mr Lu!"    

Lin Ange narrowed her eyes with a blissful smile on her face.    

Lu Yiyao refused to let go for a long time.    

Lin Ange raised her eyebrows and pinched his chin.    

"Get up, Mr Lu."    

"Mrs. Lu, you're getting bolder and bolder."    

Lu Yiyao suddenly opened his dark eyes, turned over and was about to fall down.    

"Aiya, be gentler …"    

Lin Ange hurriedly stopped him.    

"I know."    

Lu Yiyao bent his body and placed his hands on her body to avoid her abdomen …    

Her warm lips fell on Lin Ange's forehead. He then pressed it against her bright red lips.