ied downstairs.As soon as she left, the little boy started crying again. Wiping his tears angrily, he clenched his teeth and got out of bed with a determined look. He went to get his phone, found it,..."Mommy, I go first, I go first. Later, you blow dry my hair for me!"

At this time, the two little kids' competition was to see who could run the fastest after taking a bath and leaving their rooms. Whoever ran faster would get to enjoy being blown-dry by Lin Meng first and also choose tonight's bedtime story.

The little boy hugged Lin Meng's legs, showing off to Xiao Haohuo. His two black, grape-like eyes were unusually bright, radiating a strong childlike innocence.

Only in front of his closest people will he reveal this side of himself.

Of course, he had no idea how embarrassing it was for his mommy to be bumped like that. Her entire chest had crashed into his face. She could clearly feel the softest part of her body touching something hard. She hurriedly straightened her back and saw the man smirk at her with interest.

That was quite wicked, making her feel both awkward and flustered.

She tried her best to avoid the awkwardness and steered the conversation, following along with the little one's words.

"Alright, alright, wait until your father's done, then it's your turn, okay!"

The little boy giggled and replied with a "yes" from way up high. But soon, Rongling had grabbed his little arm.

"Come up."

Rong Ling issued an order, displeasure evident on his face as he saw his delicate wife's white and tender thighs being held by this boy. Moreover, the boy's face was almost pressed against her buttocks.

The little guy didn't think much, giggling and tossing his shoes aside before bouncing onto the bed and pouncing on Rong Ling like a koala, clinging to him. Today, Rong Ling personally sparred with the little guy, giving him lots of guidance. He had been very supportive lately, letting him follow along when handling business, sometimes explaining things in detail. The little guy found it very exciting. Of course, after their sparring session today, his excitement reached a peak, so he couldn't help but cling to Rong Ling, acting coquettish and seeking affection.

"Daddy, Daddy…"

The little one called softly. Her disposition at this moment was just like her mother's; when she was happy, she didn't say anything, but simply liked to sweetly repeat a certain term over and over again, as if joy had reached a point where there was nothing more to say.

Lin dreamed and chuckled softly, her laughter sounding like jade colliding, inexplicably crisp and pleasing to the ear. Her alluring black eyes also flickered as she looked at Rong Ling, hinting at him: See I told you so, little guy has feelings for you.

Rong Ling turned his head and stretched out a palm, gently patting the little guy's back. The little guy smiled with glee, his chin resting against Rong Ling's shoulder while his hands wrapped around his neck, tilting his face up and looking at Lin Meng who was busy there with great satisfaction.

As for Little Haohao who came up later, after climbing onto the bed, he sat beside Rongling, hugging his knees with both hands and looking at Lin Meng with a smile. He seemed very satisfied, just being able to watch her made him happy. He didn't say a word, blinking his eyes, looking like "I'm very good, come and coax me." It was so endearing. Lin Meng took a break from her busy schedule and stretched out her hand to rub Little Haohao's still damp head. Little Haohao purred with satisfaction like a kitten, and his little head tilted slightly like a cat as well.

With such harmony and sweetness, what else could life possibly lack!

After taking care of the big and two small masters, Lin Meng handed the hair dryer to Rong Ling, unceremoniously sitting directly in his arms. Without saying a word, she just enjoyed herself by gently squinting her eyes. This time, it was the three masters who started serving their empress. The two little ones were bustling around, holding Lin Meng's slender hair with their tiny hands and letting Rong Ling blow it, sometimes mischievously playing around her hair. However, one would play while the other, always with a mischievous heart, would report them. Lin Meng just smiled and let the two children do as they pleased. But just like this, the two children were still having fun, continuing their game of you complaint and I blacken your tricks.

The laughter of children is like a cheerful little tune, making one feel completely relaxed.

Lastly, from Lin Meng's mouth, we learned that she sincerely invited the two little ones to stay and sleep tonight. The two little ones cheered with delight and were jumping on the bed.

Rong Ling knew the little woman's intentions. She just wanted the two children to stay and keep him company, letting him feel that sense of family affection. It was her love for him, and he wasn't going to point it out. But he felt a pang of sympathy for her because she cared for him so much, expressing her concern in her own way. What about her She had lost her mother since childhood, lacking maternal love. On the paternal side, she also struggled to receive enough. Compared to him, wasn't she the one who needed more care!

This stupid woman!

She tried so hard to comfort him, but only made him feel even more sorry for her!

He tightened slightly his grip on her waist, propping his head up with the other hand. He listened patiently to the two little ones in his arms, answering their endless "whys" in a soft voice, without any hint of annoyance, until the two little ones started yawning and rubbing their eyes. Finally, after she gently coaxed them to sleep, she kissed him and whispered goodnight before extinguishing the light and going to sleep.

She was soft and sweetly fragrant like glutinous rice cakes. He held her tightly, feeling a sense of contentment.

She was facing away from him, sleeping with the two little ones. After a long while, he thought she should be almost asleep, but she suddenly turned around and nestled into his arms, then bit his ear.

"Rong Ling," she whispered.

"Hmm."

"You… do you still want children!"

In the midst of darkness, he suddenly opened his eyes. The dim light from the wall lamp couldn't compare to the natural beauty of her red lips and white teeth. He caught sight of the blush on her fair cheeks with precision.

He stayed silent.

She used her soft hands to gently circle his chest.

He guessed she must be unconscious. Because she lowered her eyes, her gaze flickered a little, it was obvious that she was thinking there, hesitating.

This woman couldn't help but grin, feeling a sense of satisfaction deep inside. He had only said a casual remark to tease her before, yet she took it so seriously! It seemed like she truly wished for him to have more people to love, so she had taken his words so seriously.

"Good boy..."

Dummy!

But, it could only be his little fool, and only he could call her a little fool!

"Aren't you trying to tempt me!"

He bit her ear, asking in return.

Because she was so serious, seriously adorable, adorable to the point of being mouthwatering, mouthwatering to the point where he really wanted to eat her!

She immediately looked choked, waving her hands frantically.

He found her like this amusing, and couldn't help but want to torment her mischievously. So, he grabbed her hand and pulled it down towards him.

"Look, you did it!"

A sinister smile spread across his face, looking in the darkness like a devil tempting innocent girls to ruin!

Her little mouth immediately opened, forming a tiny "O".

He winked at her playfully, his eyes saying "You don't have to say anything, I know what you mean."

She readily complied, a touch too seriously. She whispered, "Please don't go overboard, there are children around!"

“When the children aren't around, we can have some fun!” He picked apart her words playfully. On this quiet night, with the children asleep beside them, he was particularly in the mood to tease her. She was his source of amusement; he loved seeing any expression she revealed because of him, whether it was shyness, annoyance, or panic.

She blushed and glared at him.

"Go to sleep!"

"But she was wide awake." He squeezed her hand, murmuring softly and ambiguously. "You put her to sleep first, then I'll follow suit."

Her breath quickened, becoming hot and ragged. Her beautiful eyes welled up with tears again. Her complexion flushed red at a visible rate, even the night couldn't hide it.

She hurriedly tried to pull her hand back, but he cruelly pressed it down.

“You’re going too far,” she said, biting her lip as she looked at him, a mix of shame, anger, and hurt in her eyes.

She clearly wanted to comfort this man, she clearly intended to talk to him seriously, but this man actually talked dirty to her and did such a thing!

"Let go! You're bullying me!"

He grinned wickedly, flashing a mouthful of white teeth in his direction, silently answering: "So what if I bully you!"

"You bad person!"

Her words, soft and teasing, sounded more like a seduction than a threat. He maintained his wicked smile, reaching out with his other hand to caress her cheek with an ambiguous touch. Each feather-light stroke sent shivers down her spine, making it increasingly difficult for her to keep her composure.

Reaching out, she shoved him lightly and muttered through gritted teeth. "Stop it, go to sleep!"

That tone, as if he were a mischievous little child.

He looked at him innocently, holding her small hand tightly with his big palm and pressing down on it again.

"I'm not making a fuss!" he muttered back.

She was instantly flushed, unable to resist the man's stunningly handsome yet wicked expression, nor his bright eyes that gleamed like a wolf's, nor most of all, his direct and scorching desire.

So, without hesitation, she fled.

"I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep first!"

Muttering to herself, she immediately closed her eyes. Then she hypnotized herself over and over again, telling herself that what she was holding wasn't *that thing*, wasn't *that thing*. That there was nothing in her hand, absolutely nothing; and then everyone was asleep, everyone was asleep.

Men sometimes have a bad attitude and always want to play her around, if she doesn't cooperate, he probably can't have fun.

The man took another step closer, his big hand sliding down her neck. Very suddenly, he pulled open her nightgown and his palm slipped beneath it.

She instantly jumped up, not even able to pretend to be asleep.nse to requests in the comment section, I stayed up late these two days to code a bit. Please bear with me for now.As always, we'll resume normal updates in two weeks, on the 28th. Things are still bu...