Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

As summer approaches, Song Shiyan becomes lazier than usual.

It doesn’t mean that he doesn’t work hard. Wang Yinyin is proud of everything he has done.

Instead, when he was at home, he became more fond of sleeping.

Song Shiyan usually has a light sleep and can only fall asleep in his own bed, but now.

Wang Yinyin looked at Song Shiyan who was leaning on her shoulder, carefully turned off the TV, and put the book in Song Shiyan's hand on the coffee table in front.

Looking at Song Shiyan's obedient sleeping face, Wang Yinyin couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile.

Wang Yinyin leaned back and gently moved Song Shiyan's head onto her legs.

With his neck bent like that, he will definitely feel uncomfortable when he wakes up.

While he was asleep, Wang Yinyin had the opportunity to carefully copy his face.

I always do improper things while watching something.

Wang Yinyin's fingertips gently stroked his face and brushed away his messy hair.

His skin has always been very fair, but when he gets excited, it turns pink.

The nose bridge is also high, with beautiful and smooth lines.

This man was exactly like the husband she had dreamed of in her girlhood, even much better.

very many.

In fact, even if he is not that handsome, not that smart, and can only earn a meager salary every month.

It's completely different from what I imagined. Will I still like him?

Wang Yinyin thought seriously that she would still do it. She didn’t ask for much, she just wanted happiness.

Thinking of this, Wang Yinyin felt a little regretful that she had not been honest with him earlier and had used those little tricks on him.

However, this guy is so smart that he should have seen through the lies I told him a long time ago.

Well, since he saw through it, I can't be considered to have lied.

Wang Yinyin laughed muffledly.

She held Song Shiyan's hand. His hands were always cold recently, and not just his hands.

She thought it might be because he was too tired, so she advised him to rest for a while, but he said he didn't need it.

Forget it. Don’t make comments in areas you are not familiar with. If he says it’s okay, then it must be okay.

But when Wang Yinyin held his hand, she still wanted to use her warmth to warm him, even though she could not warm him up and it would take away her warmth.

When Song Shiyan was in high school, he was at the age when he was most afraid of heat, but their classroom didn't have air conditioning.

He dressed very conservatively, which made him very hot. He didn't sweat much, but he felt hot to the touch. Wang Yinyin thought he had a fever several times.

In the past, when I touched his hands, they sometimes felt cold, but he always liked to wash his hands, so it was easy for the water to take away his heat.

At this time, when Wang Yinyin held his hand again, it was ice-cold.

But before Wang Yinyin's hands could become cold due to his hands, his temperature returned and he could warm Wang Yinyin again.

The two children finished their homework and went downstairs to ask their father to check it.

Wang Yinyin signaled to them and asked them to speak in a low voice.

The two children also noticed their father sleeping on their mother's lap. After silently mouthing goodbye to their mother, they hurriedly ran to the game room.

Wang Yinyin was helpless with these two children. They were cute and smart, but they just imitated her lazy and playful nature.

Why don’t they be more like Song Shiyan? Their father is so good.

Wang Yinyin always feels soft-hearted towards them because they look so much like their father, which makes Wang Yinyin always see Song Shiyan's childhood through them.

He lost his parents when he was young and grew up relying on his brother. It is unknown whether he was bullied or not.

These beautiful almond-shaped eyes look like they deserve a beating.

He slept quietly, without the need to talk. Wang Yinyin felt very happy just looking at him.

When it was time to eat, Wang Yinyin planned to cook the dish she had just learned for Song Shiyan.

But he was still sleeping soundly, like Sleeping Beauty.

Since she is Sleeping Beauty, she naturally needs a kiss from the prince.

Wang Yinyin leaned over, kissed Song Shiyan's cold lips, and rubbed them gently.

Just as he was about to get up, the Sleeping Beauty under him refused to let him go.

Song Shiyan grasped the back of Wang Yinyin's neck with his hand and scratched her skin with his index finger to prevent her from leaving.

The tip of his tongue flexibly pried open her lips and teeth. There was a haziness in her clear eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Her watery eyes were filled with Wang Yinyin's figure.

He raised his body slightly and hugged Wang Yinyin.

Wang Yinyin also hugged him, her hair falling on his cheek

Song Shiyan asked: "How long have I slept?"

Wang Yinyin thought for a moment and said, "It didn't take long, just a blink of an eye."

Song Shiyan whispered softly in her ear: "Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Wang Yinyin kissed him on the side of his cheek.

"I wasn't waiting for you."

Song Shiyan asked: "What if I continue to sleep?"

Wang Yinyin said without hesitation: "Then keep waiting."

Song Shiyan chuckled: "You said you didn't wait."

Wang Yinyin pulled his ear.

"Well, you actually dared to ruin the beautiful lady Wang Yinyin's show."

Song Shiyan pressed Wang Yinyin into his arms and let Wang Yinyin listen to his slow heartbeat. The scent of his soap still made Wang Yinyin so excited.

"I dare not, I dare not..."

He stopped talking after he said this and just held her quietly, with a calm look on his pretty face, letting the warm atmosphere spread in this small world.

Wang Yinyin put her arms around his neck and spoke with a smile.

"Shi Yan."

Song Shiyan responded immediately.

"Well, I'm here."

Wang Yinyin said jokingly: "If I don't cook, the two children will go hungry. They will definitely say you are a bad father."

Song Shiyan nodded.

"Well, I'm a bad dad."

Wang Yinyin hit him, and her beautiful eyes curved into crescents.

"Don't mess around, you bastard."

After saying that, Wang Yinyin came out of Song Shiyan's arms, got up and went to the kitchen.

Song Shiyan stuck to Wang Yinyin from behind and wouldn't let her leave.

"Let me cook for them today."

Wang Yinyin raised her eyebrows, feeling surprised.

Song Shiyan is a good cook and his dishes are incredibly delicious, but he only cooks for Wang Yinyin.

He has cooked a lot over the years, but he has always only cooked for Wang Yinyin. He and his two children eat what Wang Yinyin cooks.

Even though the two children were drooling at the food in Wang Yinyin's bowl, he never showed any mercy.

Wang Yinyin looked at the chubby little faces and couldn't help but want to give them some.

But if I do this, the enlarged version of the little angel in front of me will get angry and I will have to give up.

The sun rose from the west today.

But she didn't ask, in case he changed his mind again.

Song Shiyan was busy in the kitchen wearing Wang Yinyin's light pink lace dress, so Wang Yinyin took out the CD player to record the moment when Song Shiyan, the fairy, descended to the earth.

"Shi Yan, look over here!"

Song Shiyan looked at the camera cooperatively. He had a straight nose, red lips, and bright eyes. He was incredibly handsome.

When the two children heard from their mother that their father was going to cook for them, they rushed downstairs excitedly.

Each of them hugged Song Shiyan's thighs, and sweet words kept coming out of them as if they were free.

"Dad, dad, you are the best dad in the world, you are so good!"

Wang Yinyin pretended to be unhappy: "Dad is the best, what about mom?"

The child's smile is like that of a little angel, and his white teeth are like grains of millet.

"Mom is also the best mom, a little better than Dad."

Hearing the child say this, Song Shiyan nodded in agreement.

"Yes, mom is the best, and dad belongs to mom too."

Wang Yinyin couldn't stop laughing, and her laughter was recorded completely by the CD player.