Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

After Xia Chunuan took a shower, she came out wrapped in a bathrobe.

Even the steam that was dense in the room came out.

After washing, she was about to go downstairs, but just as she walked out the door, she saw Jiang Yulin walking over in casual home clothes.

Xia Chunuan shifted his gaze back, ready to go downstairs.

Jiang Yulin walked over, grabbed her arm, and said with a smile, "Why did you come out wrapped in a bathrobe? Didn't you find any clothes you like in the cloakroom?"

Xia Chunuan glared at him unhappily, "How dare you tell me? I searched for a long time and didn't find a single piece of casual home clothes, let alone the kind of pajamas I want."

Jiang Yulin chuckled, "Is that so? That's really embarrassing, I might have forgotten to buy it."

Xia Chunuan's face darkened, and she looked at him, "There's a silk lace pajamas inside, and it's still low-necked. Could it be you who bought this? Do you have this habit?"

Jiang Yulin raised his eyebrows, looked at her seriously, and said with a low voice: "I have a habit of watching you dress, but I don't know when my wife will show me what to wear?"

"Your mother..."

Suddenly, Xia Chunuan seemed to realize that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and saw Jiang Yulin narrowing his eyes, and said coldly, "What did you just say?"

Xia Chunuan laughed awkwardly, and then said: "I didn't say anything, maybe you heard it wrong, what I said was that your mother's mother is called grandma, and she sings nursery rhymes!"

"Sing nursery rhymes?" Jiang Yulin felt incredible, and laughed: "You really like such songs with a unique taste."

Jiang Yulin's eyes were always on Xia Chunuan's body.

Xia Chunuan coughed in embarrassment, and finally ignored Jiang Yulin's gaze and went downstairs.

Jiang Yulin watched her back downstairs, and shook his head helplessly.

This plan should be considered a success so far, right?

Thinking about this, Jiang Yulin went downstairs and saw that Xia Chunuan had already sat at the dining table, drinking ginger soup in small sips.

Jiang Yulin sat down opposite Xia Chunuan, picked up a bowl, and drank ginger soup.

The two of them were eating quietly without making any sound. The entire building was extremely quiet, which seemed to reveal some sense of the quietness of the years.

"What are the arrangements for tomorrow?" Jiang Yulin asked casually.

"Huh?" Xia Chunuan looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, just ask casually." Jiang Yulin sighed silently.

He originally wanted to ask her what her plans were for tomorrow. If she didn't have any plans, then give him all the time.

"I am off tomorrow."

Jiang Yulin glanced at Xia Chunuan, and said, "Let's go to the mall tomorrow. Didn't you say that we don't have your favorite pajamas or home clothes at home? Then let's go buy it tomorrow, how about it?"

"Don't want it?" Xia Chunuan frowned, "I'm just staying here for a day today, and I'll go home tomorrow..."

Jiang Yulin lowered the disappointment in his eyes, and then said: "Then before you go home, let's go to the mall together? Master takes the children there, and buys some things by the way. If you don't like shopping in the mall, then we will go to the mall tomorrow." Just go and play."

Xia Chunuan looked at him, not knowing how to refuse.

"No, I'm going home tomorrow, and I still have important things to do."

What exactly is this? It's just a perfunctory excuse.

"Do you need help with what you're going to do?"

"Oh, no, I'll just do it myself, it's just a trivial matter."

For a while, the two of them didn't speak a word, and it seemed extraordinarily quiet in the huge restaurant.

Jiang Yulin looked up at Xia Chunuan from time to time, but Xia Chunuan didn't look at him.

After drinking the ginger soup, Xia Chunuan found that her children hadn't been seen since the moment they entered the door.

Can't help but ask curiously: "Where are the children?"

Jiang Yulin coughed lightly: "They have already gone to sleep."

"Then their room is still the original one?" Xia Chunuan asked.

She wanted to see her children at this time before bed.

Jiang Yulin nodded lightly, and then said, "Well, yes, it's still where it was."

Xia Chunuan nodded, went upstairs, and walked in the direction of the children.

Xia Zizhen and Jiang Lai were in the same room, and Xia Zixiang was in a separate room. Xia Chunuan first went to see Xia Zixiang and then Xia Zizhen and Jiang Lai.

After covering the children with quilts, they walked to the corridor.

She didn't know which room she was going to sleep in tonight, but she just looked at every room, except for two children, there was a big bedroom, and the others were musical instrument rooms, study rooms, all sorts of things, Just no bed!
Is he going to squeeze into the same room with Jiang Yulin tonight?
Xia Chunuan expressed that she was very dissatisfied.

If that's the case, she still chooses to sleep with her Xiangxiang.

Xia Chunuan went to the bathroom and took out the hair dryer to dry her hair.

The sound of "hula la" has been adjusted to the minimum, so she blows it very slowly.

Halfway through the blowing, Jiang Yulin appeared at the door, Xia Chunuan saw a person standing at the door through the mirror, and was suddenly taken aback.

Xia Chunuan turned off the hair dryer, turned around and looked at Jiang Yulin, "What are you doing standing behind me? Do you know that you almost scared me to death?"

Jiang Yulin walked in and took the hair dryer from Xia Chunuan's hand.

"I just saw that you haven't come here for so long, so I said I'll take a look." Jiang Yulin said, raised his hand to touch Xia Chunuan's hair, and frowned: "Why is it still wet after blowing for so long? "

"Didn't I just see that the children were asleep? So I opened the smallest gear, for fear of waking the children."

"Turn around." Jiang Yulin said coldly, "Let me blow it for you."

Xia Chunuan didn't move for a long time, but stared blankly at Jiang Yulin.

What is this man talking about?But he heard right just now, right?To help him dry his hair.

Jiang Yulin looked at Xia Chunuan and sighed. With cold hands, he turned her around, and then gently stroked her hair with his hands.

The soft hair slid in his hands like silk, Jiang Yulin turned on the hair dryer to a medium setting, a suitable temperature, and then dried it on the warm hair in the early summer.

He thought, the matter of blowing her hair had been more than a month ago, and this moment seemed like yesterday, during the cold war of more than a month, it seemed that it had never happened.

This moment made him feel very happy.

"You know what? I'm so thankful that you're considering forgiving me and giving me and our baby a perfect home."