Chapter 847

847 I want you (1)

There was still a cold aura on his body, which made sang Xia feel a little chilly.

But she didn’t care at all. She looked at him in shock. why are you here? didn’t you say that we can’t meet at night? ”

“I don’t believe this. You said that you and the child miss me. Who can stop me?” Rong Zhan said as he closed the window.

In fact, he had come to visit his father-in-law on the surface, but when he was about to leave, he had taken the opportunity to look for her.

Sang Xia did not know if she should be angry or laugh at Rong Zhan. She could only hit his arm unhappily. aren’t you messing around? I missed you and you came. Why are you so obedient to me? ”

Rong Zhan’s lips twitched slightly. He held the hand that she had used to hit him and kissed it gently. His eyes were deep. because I want it more than you.

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He had come.

it was because he missed her more.

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“You-!”

Rong Zhan went to the bathroom and gave her a hot towel to wipe her again. After warming her up, he went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she returned, he was lying beside her in his pajamas. wife, go to sleep. I’ll stay here with you. I’ll leave after you fall asleep.

However, sang Xia could not bear to let him go. She took his arm and tugged at his clothes, but her face was calm as she said, ” then you should take off your clothes first. It’s uncomfortable to lie there with them on. It’s uncomfortable for me to be next to you.

Seeing this, Rong Zhan had no choice but to take off his clothes.

“It’s good now. You can sleep in peace.”

As soon as he said that, sang Xia’s eyes fell on him. She could not help but pull her blanket closer to him and said seriously, ” it’s a little cold today. Get in here for a while. Don’t catch a cold.

rong zhan hesitated. however, when he saw that she was wearing a loose and conservative nightgown, he thought for a moment and went in.

With her soft body in his arms, there was no way he could reject her.

The moment he entered, sang Xia snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.

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“Xuxu, Rong Zhan?”

“Qianqian’s wife, what else do you want?” Rong Zhan hugged her and asked softly.

Sang Xia’s head rubbed against his chest as if she was relying on him. Her voice was a little hoarse. I want you.