se voice that even she couldn't believe: "Jiang Lan listen."He hummed softly.Then he kissed her, deeply and slowly.tenderly entwined.She was powerless to resist, and at that moment, she didn't seem to...It was late at night.

The villa was quiet.

He Shao-ting removed his coat and slowly went upstairs. At this time, all the servants had gone to sleep, leaving only a night light on.

Second floor east bedroom.

Pushing open the door, it was a warm yellow inside.

Wen Man wasn't asleep. She was wearing thick pajamas and leaning on the sofa, flipping through a script.

Huo Shaoting gently closed the door.

"Have all the children gone to sleep Did they have ginger tea before bed"

Wen Man put down the script and looked up at him.

Huo Shaoting naturally walked over, originally wanting to give her a kiss, but he stopped short and muttered, "I'll go take a shower first."

Wen Man wanted to get up and make him some night snacks.

Ho Shaoting stepped forward and stopped her, "Hohuoer, just stay in the bedroom. I'll make noodles for myself later."

After he finished speaking, he went to take a shower.

Only after taking a shower did he feel the oppressive atmosphere clinging to the rented apartment lessen, and his mood improved somewhat. He walked over to Wen Man's side and sat down, holding her for a while.

He took a shower and wore a suit.

Wen Man knew him well enough to be restrained when she was in the mood.

She leaned softly against his shoulder, asking gently, "What's wrong"

"No!"

Ho Shao-ting said, as he touched her delicate cheek.

He went downstairs and brought up some food for Wen Man to try as well. Wen Man had already eaten bird's nest and wasn't very hungry, plus as a woman who paid attention to her figure, she couldn't indulge herself even while pregnant.

Of course Huo Shaoting knew her little thoughts.

He sat beside her eating noodles, feeling a sense of peace within him.

Wen Man accompanied him, under the light carefully looking at his face. He would be 36 years old after the new year. Time had treated him well but left a few fine lines around his eyes. However, he looked even more charming as a mature man.

Wen Man reached out and gently caressed the corner of his eye.

He Shao-ting paused for a moment, then continued eating noodles: "It was just made in the evening, and you're thinking about it again"

He said, still reaching out to touch her rounded belly.

Wen Man's face flushed, her heart pounding.

She wanted to push him away, but her fingers holding his palm couldn't bear to let go. It was so warm and comforting. She whispered, "Stop teasing me."

Ho Shao-ting smiled faintly and finished his meal.

He tidied up briefly, carried Wen Man to the sofa, and let her lean against his shoulder while he combed her hair.

Late at night, the ordinary actions of a husband and wife are enough to be heartwarming.

Wen Man felt comfortable.

She leaned against his shoulder and whispered, "Ho Shaoting, you've changed so much from before!"

"What's changed"

"That's different! You definitely wouldn't have been sitting here at the coffee table eating noodles before, being so particular."

……nce.Wen Man is still beautiful, she's still grown up according to his aesthetic preferences.Pale complexion, delicate features, and long, brown hair that looks incredibly soft.He desperately wanted to...