Chapter 417

After listening to Ling shaotian's reply, Zhang Ruiqing's face turned pale. Then he bowed his head and ignored Ling shaotian's words as if he had not spoken just now.

Seeing that she didn't mean to speak, Ling shaotian approached the bedside and lay down beside her with a quilt. Instead of the smile, he said calmly, "I don't object to your going to work. It's just that teaching is very hard. You're not in good health. You'd better consider it carefully."

"So you promised me to go to work, right?" Zhang Ruiqing grasped the point and asked.

Ling shaotian side body, head is bending on the arm, looking at her soft should be: "of course, we are husband and wife, you make any decision I respect, just hope you think more about your body, did not say to stop you to be a teacher."

"I know. I've seen it. There are not many acupuncture courses in Sinology. I can cope with it. I don't want to stay at home. It feels like a decoration." I know that my parents love her, so I take special care of her, but she can't stand this kind of doting.

She is not raised in the greenhouse flowers, but grow in the four seasons of hazelnut flowers, quiet and fragrant, but also withstand the wind and rain.

"How can you be a decoration? Don't think so much. Do what you want. Dabao not only has his mother-in-law, but also my father. Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Ling shaotian stressed that although she didn't want to let her suffer that crime, she just said that she would respect her choice and naturally would not give her pressure.

Soft words touched Zhang Ruiqing's heart. His face turned red slightly. He was at a loss for Shangling shaotian's affectionate eyes. He patted Dabao gently to hide his confusion.

He nodded and said, "I see. Go to sleep. You've been tired all day."

The child has fallen asleep. Seeing that she wants to get up and put Dabao on the crib, Ling shaotian says: "I'll hold you. You go to sleep."

Looking at his gradually familiar movements and his love for Dabao, Zhang Ruiqing once thought that the child was born to Ling shaotian, but her eyes darkened when she thought of what Li Ma had just said.

Ling shaotian has returned to bed, looking at her dejected appearance, suddenly remembered what Li Ma said just now, and put his arm around her thin body: "I'm stunned. Do you think your husband and I are more handsome than the super dad on TV?"

"Ling shaotian, did I say you are narcissistic?" Zhang Ruiqing looks back, conceals the loss in her eyes and lies down with a smile.

Ling shaotian see her mouth up, then rest assured with a smile should be and: "narcissism is also to have capital, just I don't lack."

With that, she hugged her soft body, her sexy lips fell on her forehead, her eyes were satisfied, smelling the fragrance of hazelnut flowers, and slowly closed her eyes.

Zhang Ruiqing was deeply moved. His cold face was full of tenderness, and his indifferent eyes were also hot. His delicate melon seed face, thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of affection, and his purity was charming.

Ling shaotian lowered his head, deep eyes suddenly hit into the charm, the air suddenly stagnated, he heard his heart beat, warm hands can't help dissociating.

Two people look at each other, can feel each other's deep feelings, heavy breathing intertwined together, Ling shaotian bowed his head, dragonfly like kiss fell on her face.

Zhang Ruiqing closed her eyes and felt his favor. Her face was hot until her neck was red.

The air is also wet, like Ling shaotian's kiss, more and more viscous.

"How beautiful..." kiss to the depth, Ling shaotian can't help but open his mouth, saying words of praise.

At the end of the day, Zhang Ruiqing has fallen asleep. Ling shaotian holds her in his arms and comes to the bathroom. The warm bathtub is full of warm water. The two of them sit in together. The water overflows and the sound wakes the little woman in their arms.

"Well, I'm tired." Zhang Ruiqing leans against Ling shaotian's arms, rubs, finds a comfortable posture, and closes her eyes again.

Ling shaotian helped her wash her body and slowly answered: "sleep, I'll hold you."

"Well..." she felt the temperature in the water, but she didn't want to move greedily. She answered subconsciously. She was like a cat. She put her hand around Ling shaotian's neck, and her body was close to Ling shaotian's strong chest.

He took a cold breath and lowered his voice: "Rui Qing, you are torturing me..."

Just now I was just waiting on Zhang Ruiqing. He and Ben didn't get any relief. Now the soft and glutinous little woman is pink and clinging to herself, which is undoubtedly challenging his limit.

If he didn't worry about his wife's body, he would hold her in his arms and perform a mandarin duck bath.

He wants to let her know that he loves him and is deeply infatuated with him.