The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

He stood outside and observed quietly for a while...

The little woman first spread her legs wide apart, then bent her upper body down little by little until her chest was almost touching the bed.

After a while, she turned to straighten her legs, with her lower body pressed against the bed, and her upper body lifted up from her lower abdomen, with her chest and head raised, stretching her white swan-like neck~

…sitting on the bed, holding her heels with both hands, with both ends raised, like a folded fish. After a while, she calmly held her heels and slowly spread her legs apart like a sharp knife~

Yan Zhuo was originally quite calm, but the more he watched, the more he felt that something was starting to add fuel to the fire.

I was mainly puzzled as to why she was hiding here secretly and making these poses?

Finally unable to hold back, he coughed and stepped forward, his expression dark, "What are you...doing?"

The sun was already shining outside.

As he walked in, the blocked light gradually faded from him, allowing people to gradually see his elegant face, with charm in his cold eyebrows and eyes.

Sitting lazily on the bed, "To be honest, I didn't know Ying'er's body was so flexible. Maybe it's because we didn't communicate well?"

Jiang Ying's face was flushed. He was exhausted after half an hour of oxygen deprivation.

Hearing this, she glared at the man who was daydreaming, "What are you thinking about? This is a physical exercise called yoga. It has nothing to do with what you are talking about!"

Is it true that there are bugs living in men's heads?

Just as she was about to get out of bed, Yan Zhuo grabbed her with his long arms and held her in his arms, his warm lips touching her ears. "Yoga? That sounds great. Next time, just practice your yoga and I'll do the hard work."

Jiang Ying shrank back from the itch and said unhappily, “I’m hungry. I need to get up and eat.”

How on earth does he manage to be so energetic?

If last night hadn't been so intense and her back and waist weren't sore, she wouldn't have done yoga stretching so early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, it reminded him of this idea again. Jiang Ying quickly declined the offer and tickled his armpit to break free. "Ah, my son seems to be crying. I'll go check on him."

Yan Zhuo clenched his five fingers together, and decisively failed to grab even a piece of clothing.

I couldn't help but smile helplessly.

When Jiang Ying appeared in the dining room while coaxing the child in her arms, Aunt Peng's plain noodles were already prepared, along with some exquisite side dishes and the glutinous rice cake that Yan Zhuo had bought early in the morning.

Steam was rising from the small plates and bowls, and the aroma of rice was everywhere.

Seeing his favorite glutinous rice cakes, Jiang Ying's eyes lit up and he looked at Yan Zhuo, "Did you buy this?"

As he spoke, he naturally pinched a piece of food with his hands and put it to his son's mouth first. The little guy was now very good at eating all kinds of complementary foods. He took a bite and ate a small half. The remaining half was then put into Jiang Ying's own mouth.

Siyu, Yinrui and Aunt Peng who were standing beside them were all used to it and looked straight ahead without any concern.

In fact, how could the mistress of a noble family be like her?

They are so delicate that they want to count the rice grains with chopsticks when eating. What's worse, they dare not eat a full meal in front of their husbands.

But Jiang Ying couldn't do it. He felt so green tea-like and so artificial...

She glanced at Yan Zhuo, trying to observe his reaction.

Unexpectedly, the latter was also very calm, and stretched out his hand to her with a smile, "Zhi'er, give it to me, you eat first."

Jiang Ying raised an eyebrow, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate a little this morning. I'm not hungry now." After Jiang Ying sat down, his appetite was aroused. He also picked up the chopsticks, picked up some light and soft food, and fed it to the child little by little.

Little Yanzhi was naturally at a loss as to what to do. Normally, whenever he saw adults eating these, he would uncontrollably drool.

At this moment, I felt numb, chewing unknown food, like a fake baby running out of power.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Yan Zhuo put down his chopsticks, took out a handkerchief and wiped his son's mouth.

The whole dining room is filled with family warmth.

Siyu was almost in tears, thinking to herself that her young lady had finally come to the end of all the hardships she had endured!

She was very worried at first, fearing that Jiang Ying would become Yan Zhuo's concubine, which would be unfair to herself and the child.

Now... the young lady is really powerful, look how she has King Mo under her control.

After the two of them had dinner, Yan Zhuo played with his son until his son couldn't stand it anymore and turned off his phone. Then Yan Zhuo took out the letter from Jiang Shang.

Jiang Ying laughed at himself after reading it, "It seems that my father is still hoping that Luo Qingyan can have an epiphany."

ridiculous.

If that woman cared about her own daughter at all, she wouldn't have played deaf and dumb for so long.

Moreover, not long ago, she went to the Duke's Mansion and asked her three brothers to help her find Jiang Yilin.

By that time, Jiang Yilin had already escaped, clearly betraying the Jiang family and being so cruel to her adoptive mother, yet she still refused to believe it.

The three brothers, the grandmother, and Jiang Ying all felt that the Luo family was completely hopeless.

So no matter how she made trouble, no one cared and let her fend for herself in Yanzhi Lane.

But Jiang Shang would certainly not ignore his first wife. As long as he got some trust, he would naturally get some money. Although Luo was depressed, she would not starve to death.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Yan Zhuo decisively put the letter away.

He said calmly, "My father-in-law was a well-known love-sick man in the capital. It's not surprising that he can't make up his mind."

Jiang Ying looked at him and said, "So if I do the same thing in the future, will you kill your relatives for the sake of justice?"

"I will." Yan Zhuo did not hesitate.

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment and sighed secretly. He was not disappointed, but just felt that he was crazy for asking such a boring question.

And is there any need to ask the answer?

Isn’t it very clear just by looking at how the Dog Prince treated the original owner in the previous life?

Unexpectedly, the man came over again and gently embraced her in his arms. "But I believe that Ying'er will never become like that. If she really changes, it must be because I didn't do something well enough. At that time, in order not to delay my children and grandchildren, I will take action against Ying'er, but after taking action, I will immediately follow and never let Ying'er go down there alone."