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"You can sleep on the floor, but..." You are not allowed to climb on the bed at night, or I will not spare you.

An Xiaoxiao stared, considering that her son was still here, she didn't say anything, but her blushing cheeks said it all.

Jun Mohan's eyes darkened, he glanced at An Xiaoxiao, got up silently, then walked to the wardrobe, hugged a pillow, and was about to lie down.

"You'll catch a cold if you sleep like this."

Seeing him like this, An Xiaoxiao hurriedly yelled, but upon hearing that anxious voice, Jun Mohan didn't speak, and lay down as before,
"Hey, did I talk to you? Jun Mohan."

After not hearing his answer for a long time, An Xiaoxiao's tone was very bad, she let go of An Xichen in her arms, and hurried down.

Hearing the sound of getting out of bed, Jun Mohan, who was lying on the floor, curled up a meaningful smile.

An'an, his heart softened. It seems that he has a place to sleep tonight.

Although the floor wasn't very cold, An Xiaoxiao was still a little worried. She didn't say a word, and directly grabbed Jun Mohan's arm.

"Get up and go to sleep in the living room."

"The living room is not as comfortable as here. I'll sleep on the floor. Don't worry, I'm so strong that I won't catch a cold, so An An doesn't have to worry."

"I'm not worried about you, I'm afraid you'll ruin the floor."

An Xiaoxiao was caught in her own thoughts by Jun Mohan, so she hurriedly found an awkward excuse, who knew that she wanted to bite her tongue off as soon as she finished speaking.

Isn't she admitting in disguise that she is worried about him?

Seeing An An's annoyed look, Jun Mohan smiled even more gently, "Your husband, I am the president of the Empire Group, let alone the floor, even if I'm buying dozens of villas, the money is still enough."

"Hmph, sleep by yourself if you like."

An Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, then got on the bed, and lay down with An Xichen in her arms. Looking at their backs, Jun Mohan touched her nose.

An An was worried about him, why didn't he care about him now?

Unexpectedly, Jun Mohan had no choice but to lie down again, one, two, three...

Until the count of one hundred, An An on the bed still didn't make any movements, Jun Mohan sat down dissatisfied, and looked at her back.

Is this heartless little girl really not afraid of him getting sick?
An Xiaoxiao's eyes were wide open, she didn't feel sleepy at all, why did Jun Mohan not move, did she really plan to sleep on the floor all night.

Thinking of how he was sick last time, she felt a slight pain in her heart, should she wake him up?
Just as she was struggling, there was a rustling sound behind her, and An Xiaoxiao pretended to close her eyes.

"An An."

Jun Mohan tentatively called her name, seeing that she didn't respond, her handsome face was full of smiles, and she climbed onto the bed with confidence

"Master Jun, a man must count on what he says."

An Xiaoxiao stretched out her feet and directly stopped Jun Mohan from climbing onto the bed, without noticing that her feet were touching his chest.

Soft to the touch, crystal clear skin, light pink on the nails, small and cute, Jun Mohan's eyes darkened.

"Who says I'm a man, all I want to be is your man."

Jun Mohan said in a low voice, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his rascal appearance.

An Xiaoxiao was startled, what does Jun Mohan mean by saying that, could it be...

"Jun Mohan, let me go."

"Shh, Xiao Chen is still sleeping, An An, if you're not afraid of waking him up, you can make as much noise as you like."

Animal, knowing that his son is here, still, still...

An Xiaoxiao blushed, she didn't know where to put her eyes, her heart was beating, her body was getting hotter and hotter.

"Mommy, why aren't you sleeping?"

An Xichen was awakened by urination, and when he opened his eyes, he saw An Xiaoxiao's flushed cheeks, asking in a daze.

Oops, Xiao Chen woke up?
Did he see it?Probably not, it's all Jun Mohan.

An Xiaoxiao gave Jun Mohan a hard look, then calmed her breathing, and said guiltily, "Mommy will sleep right away."

"Then I'm going to pee!"

After An Xichen said this, she got out of bed. As soon as her son left, Jun Mohan's hands became dishonest. Looking at the hands that got into his clothes, An Xiaoxiao made up her mind and grabbed the flesh on his waist .

"Xiaochen will be back soon, you still don't let go."

"An'an, let Xiaochen go to sleep in his room, okay?"

Jun Mohan's voice was unconsciously tinged with a slight hoarseness, and the strong emotion in her eyes made her blush even more.

"No."

"An An."

The intoxicating voice made An Xiaoxiao feel a little soft-hearted, just when she was about to agree, An Xichen came back.

"Mummy, hug."

An Xichen got into An Xiaoxiao's arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile on her face.

Sure enough, he couldn't have anything like a son. If things continued like this, his happy life would definitely be ruined.

Jun Mohan looked at An Xiaoxiao with aggrieved eyes, but his hands still did not come out.

"Jun Mohan, you are enough."

"I didn't do anything, you sleep with you."

Sleeping on your head, with one hand on your body, how do you sleep?
An Xiaoxiao was very angry, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of waking up her son who had just fallen asleep.

Time passed by, and Jun Mohan was not doing any further work, so An Xiaoxiao was relieved, and fatigue slowly hit her body.

Hearing that steady breathing, Jun Mohan had a helpless smile on his face. She slept soundly, what should he do?
Seeing something he didn't agree with, he left here lightly, took a cold shower, and lay down on the sofa.

When An Xiaoxiao woke up, she felt that something was missing from her body. Only then did she realize that it was Jun Mohan's hand. Turning her head, she saw him lying on the sofa from a distance.

The good-looking eyebrows are frowned together, the handsome face is slightly tired, and the newly grown beard looks more masculine.

The black silk pajamas were loosely put on his body, revealing his bronzed chest, which was very sexy.

"Does it look good?"

The hoarse voice broke An Xiaoxiao's attention, and Jun Mohan looked at her with narrowed eyes, as if he was about to wake up.

An Xiaoxiao swallowed, and said duplicity: "It's not good-looking, it's too ugly."

"Ugly?"

Jun Mohan lowered his head and looked up, looking very serious.

"Yes, it's ugly."

An Xiaoxiao repeated a sentence, and then got up with a smile on her face and went to the bathroom. As soon as her front feet entered, there was a figure behind her. Before she could recover, her lips were blocked by a fiery kiss.

"Am I really ugly?"

As Jun Mohan said, his bony hands kept dancing along the curve of An Xiaoxiao's body, and he looked at her meaningfully.

"Hehe, I said something wrong just now. It's not ugly, it's beautiful, it's beautiful."

It's a joke, if you don't say it like this, then the person who is eaten is a human being. She doesn't want to just get up from the bed and run to the bed again.