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Beautiful big-headed ghost! Zhou Hanruo reached out to hold his forehead and felt the urge to immediately destroy the corpse by drawing paper.

Tang Jiyang stretched his arms around her shoulders, turned his head slightly, and his lips gently pressed against her ears, and murmured: "You still draw me, it's a good idea."

Zhou Hanruo was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking of something, and his cheeks suddenly turned red.

Zhou Hanruo learned sketching when he was a child and had a good artistic foundation, especially when drawing characters and body structures, he was very good at painting.

She once drew a sketch for Tang Jiyang, but it was not a portrait, but a nude portrait.

She smiled wickedly and showed it to him, but he said that the painting was not similar and asked her to follow the real thing. As a result, he really took it off and showed it to her.

Zhou Hanruo couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he thought of this.

When Zhou Hanruo didn't go home, the father and son got along very harmoniously.

But when Zhou Hanruo comes back, it seems that he is not so harmonious.

The family of three sat together watching TV. Tang Jiyang was next to Zhou Hanruo, and habitually stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist. When the little guy saw it, he frowned and jumped off the sofa, pulled his father's hand off his mother's waist, and then hugged him.

Tongtong's short arms wrapped around Zhou Hanruo's waist, looking like she swore sovereignty. The little guy has been growing up by his mother since he was born. In his understanding, his mother belongs to him alone.

At night, Zhou Hanruo still took Tongtong to sleep in the master bedroom.

Tang Jiyang handled some urgent emails in the study. When he returned to the guest room, he felt that the room was cold and it was particularly uncomfortable to fall asleep on the bed.

He walked out of the guest room and went to the master bedroom next door.

Zhou Hanruo is not asleep yet, and she is on the desk lamp to read information. "Little Sweet" is about to start filming, and she, as a producer, still has a lot of things to be busy with.

The little guy fell asleep, covered with a cartoon sheet, revealing a white and tender little face, and his sleepy eyes were quiet.

Tang Jiyang sat down beside the bed, lowered his head and kissed his son's little face. The stubble that had just grown had pierced the child's tender skin. Tongtong frowned, held his little mouth, and hummed with dissatisfaction.

Zhou Hanruo reached out to hug him and patted him gently. Tongtong changed her position, half buried her face in the pillow, and then she fell asleep again.

"Don't mess with him, he has a big temper when he wakes up." Zhou Hanruo reached out and hit Tang Jiyang's shoulder lightly, but he grabbed his hand and rubbed it into his palm.

"If you don't make trouble for him, can you make trouble for you?" Tang Jiyang's deep eyebrows were dyed with warmth, and his palms were stroking upwards along her arm. As soon as his fingertips penetrated into her collar, Tong Tong suddenly raised his hand to grab his mother's chest in her sleep. Instead of grasping the softness in his memory, he grabbed his father's slender fingertips. Perhaps because of the wrong touch, he closed his eyes and grinned and cried.

Zhou Hanruo left and patted Tang Jiyang's hand, and half hugged his son in his arms and coaxed him.

Tongtong's little hand was put as she wished on her mother's soft chest, and then she closed her mouth with satisfaction and continued to fall asleep.

Tang Jiyang: “…”

Mr. Tang looked frustrated. He waited for three years before he waited for his wife to come back. As a result, the eldest aunt of the wife's family refused to leave. Finally, when the eldest aunt left, the little guy came back, and stood between him and the boat with confidence.

Tang Jiyang sat on one side of the bed, supporting his head with one hand, looking at him with a gentle and helpless look, "I really want to get you drunk."

"I'm drunk, let you do whatever you want?" Zhou Hanruo asked with his eyes blinking.

Tang Jiyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Mrs. Tang, I need to remind you that you always use alcohol to enhance your courage and do whatever you want to do to me."

"Is that true? Why don't I remember it?" Zhou Hanruo said, but his ears turned red unconsciously.

Tongtong was already asleep. Zhou Hanruo let him go, sat halfway against the head of the bed, picked up the information and continued to search.

"The light of the desk lamp is dim and it is not good for eyes, so don't look too late." Tang Jiyang reminded.

"Yeah." Zhou Hanruo responded, leaned over and pecked on his lips, "You go to bed early, good night."

Tang Jiyang nodded, and then reluctantly left the master bedroom.

Zhou Hanruo watched him close the door and leave, shook his head and laughed.

She has been back for more than a month and lives under the same roof, and she still has him. It seems that she is indeed a little cruel.

I don’t know if it’s because I think about it every day and dream about it at night, but Zhou Hanruo had a dream that night and dreamed of their first time.

At that time, Tang Jiyang was really like a big boy.

They have been dating for more than half a year and are still in the kissing stage, and most of them are her taking the initiative.

That day, she had a high school classmate reunion and had a big fuss until the second half of the night, and everyone was drunk.

She is a typical cup of wine, it would be strange if she is not drunk.

She called Tang Jiyang and asked him to pick her up.

Tang Jiyang originally wanted to send her home, but she made noise and screamed, but refused to go back.

What a joke? She went home drunk in the middle of the night. It would be strange if Zhou Chongsheng didn't use the issue to criticize others. Zhou Han simply didn't go back.

Tang Jiyang had no choice but to take her back to the villa in Longwan Community.

At that time, he had just purchased the villa, and there were only some simple necessities in the villa. Except for the master bedroom, there were no furniture in other rooms.

Tang Jiyang carried her to the sofa in the living room, turned around and went into the kitchen to cook sober tea.

When he came out of the kitchen, Zhou Hanruo on the sofa had disappeared.

"Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou." Tang Jiyang shouted her name while climbing the stairs.

There was a faint sound from the master bedroom.

Tang Jiyang pushed the door and walked in, and happened to see Zhou Hanruo coming out of the bathroom.

Only a big encounter was wrapped around her body, her shoulders and beautiful long legs were exposed, her long black hair was wet and scattered around her waist, and the ends of her hair were dripping with water droplets.

"Tang Jiyang, why don't your family have shampoo?" she asked muttered.

Tang Jiyang only glanced at it and turned his back in panic, "There is no one living in the villa for the time being, so I didn't have time to buy shampoo."

"Oh, then forget it." Zhou Hanruo said.

"You, put on your clothes first, I'll go out." Tang Jiyang stepped out his long legs and walked to the door. As soon as he held the door handle, his soft arms suddenly wrapped around his waist.

The girl's soft body was pressed against his strong back, and the fragrance of the shower gel on her body seemed to be floating in the air around her.

Tang Jiyang's body instantly became stiff, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Tang Jiyang subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, turned around with some difficulty, looked at her, and sighed slightly, "I know I'm drunk easily, so drink less."

Zhou Hanruo's body was soft and pressed against him as if he had no bones. He raised his little face and smiled cutely, "How did you know I was not drunk on purpose?"

"How about getting drunk?" he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

"I'm having sex with you." Zhou Hanruo said half-jokingly, his beautiful eyes blinking, bright, and a little confused.
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