After returning, Murong Duoduo was obviously out of shape. Fortunately, everyone was busy everywhere and no one noticed him much.

Tang Buhua has been very thoughtful recently. He walked into the room with his head hanging down and accidentally hit Murong Jinyan.

"Woo..." Tang Buhua rubbed his forehead and looked at Murong Jinyan with resentment.

Murong Jinyan smiled, raised his hand and pulled her aside, sat on the chair first, then hugged Tang Buhua from behind, and let her sit on his thigh.

Murong Jinyan hugged Tang Buhuai, and at this moment, he gently rubbed her forehead.

Tang Buhua leaned back a little, felt Murong Jinyan's generous and warm embrace, felt his palm gently rubbing his forehead, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

"What did the three little girls do together just now?" If it were the past, Murong Jinyan did not want to inquire about other people's privacy. He also felt that everyone should have their own life, and even couples should have their own space.

But after getting married, Murong Jinyan was not like this at all.

As long as it is about Tang Buhuai, Murong Jinyan can say that he is a shameless double standard.

If he wants to control everything about Tang Buhuai, he must know all his traces clearly.

He did send someone to follow him. The three girls were protecting their safety, but they were within a certain distance, and he sent them to him. The task of these people was to protect him, not to clearly report Tang Buhua's whereabouts.

In other words, as long as Murong Jinyan didn't specifically explain it, even if someone followed Tang Buhuai, he still didn't know what she did every day.

Although he wanted to control Tang Buhuai in all aspects, Murong Jinyan still had his own bottom line. The hall would not tell him or send someone to follow him, but there were two concepts.

"Do you want to know what I did?" Tang Buhua turned around, reached out to hook Murong Jinyan's neck, turned his head intimately, and snuggled his little face into his neck.

Murong Jinyan felt that Tang Buhua was quite attached to him like this, but he was very suitable for him.

What he likes is Tang Buhua, who relies on his own feelings.

"Tell me if you want to say it." Murong Jinyan raised his hand and gently walked away Tang Buhuai's silk, "If you don't want to say it..."

"Please, I wish you would know what I was thinking right away." Tang Buhuai leaned closer, but Murong Jinyan bit his ear, lowered his voice and said, "Baby, I want a baby."

Murong Jinyan was helpless after hearing Tang Buhuai's words, and knew in his heart that he could not escape.

During the four years of marriage, Murong Jinyan certainly couldn't wear ts when he was having sex with Tang Buhua every time, but it was rare. Sometimes when he was too emotional or had no conditions, he didn't wear it... Tang Buhua failed to get pregnant successfully.

Sometimes, Murong Jinyan is a little confused about his feelings...

Every time he was sure that Tang Buhua was not pregnant, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he was reluctant to see Tang Buhua's lost gaze.

Because of her expectations, she expects...

Murong Jinyan suddenly picked up Tang Buhuai.

"Ah...why! I was so suddenly scared!"
Chapter completed!