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Why does Mommy want Daddy to hug her?

From this, it could be seen how intense it was last night.

When Qin Yuanyuan walked downstairs, she saw that Lu Ziyi and his son was reading a book together in the living room.'s son was sitting on his lap, with his tiny body sinking into's embrace.

Lu Ziyi immediately picked his son up and placed him on the sofa. Then, he quickly walked in front of Qin Yuanyuan and carried her.

"I can leave by myself!" The moment their bodies came into contact, she couldn't help but blush, and her body became stiff.

"If you leave now, I'm afraid you'll feel very uncomfortable." he said bluntly.

Her face immediately turned even redder, but she could not refute his words.

He hugged her like this, letting her thoughts once again run through the events from last night

His body temperature seemed to be rising slowly.

Yihan didn't sit peacefully on the sofa either. Instead, he hopped to Qin Yuanyuan's side and looked at his parents weirdly, "Why does Mommy want daddy's hug?"

Qin Yuanyuan didn't know how to answer, but Lu Ziyi said, "It's because Mommy isn't feeling well today."

"Then why is Mommy not feeling well? "Is he sick?" Kids of this age especially like to ask why?

Afraid that his son would continue asking about it, Qin Yuanyuan asked her son: "What were you and your father doing just now?"

"Read the story. Daddy is reading the story to me, but not as well as Mommy." the little guy said.

"Come, then Mommy will read it to you." Qin Yuanyuan took the storybook her son was holding, but she was suddenly stunned.

This book … It was the fable she had bought at the bookstore back in the day. He had kept it safe and sound, and he was very familiar with every story in the book he held in his hand. He didn't even have to read books, he could recite them aloud.

She slightly pursed her lips, opened the book, and started reading the story inside. Her gentle voice had a hint of the hoarseness of a morning, yet it was strangely attractive.

It was as if hearing her voice could calm her heart down.

Lu Ziyi slowly walked to the sofa and looked at the mother and son in front of him in a daze.

The people he loved, and their children. This kind of scene, he had thought would only happen in his dreams, but now, it was actually right in front of him.

He actually slowly fell asleep …

Seeing Aunt Liu coming over, Qin Yuanyuan said: "I'll send Yihan to the kindergarten first, if I don't go now, I'll be late." As he spoke, he left the living room.

… ….

Qin Yuanyuan drove her son to the kindergarten. When she saw the teacher, she could feel that there was an obvious change in her attitude towards her.

If it was said that this teacher was a stranger to her before, now, it had become a kind of fear and passion. It was as if she was afraid of something, but had no choice but to curry favor with her.

"Yihan fought with someone yesterday, and I'm really sorry for the trouble you guys caused. How is the other party's child? Qin Yuanyuan asked with concern. Although it was a dispute between kids, she didn't want her kids to be so aggressive.

She would feel heartache over the injuries on Yihan's face, and naturally, the other party's children's parents would also feel heartache over their own child's injuries.

"No, no, he's not hurt." The teacher's face was full of smiles as he said, "This matter is the fault of the other party. The parents of a child still want to apologize to you?"

"Since the kid isn't injured, that's good. As for apologizing, that's not necessary." Qin Yuanyuan said.

The teacher laughed embarrassedly, then bent down and smiled amiably at Yihan: "Yihan, I am so sorry for yesterday, I was wrong about you, but the next time I will tell you this, I will definitely not do it again. Can you tell the uncle that I brought you away from here yesterday, that you will be wrong about me if you don't find out about this in the future?"

After all, the little guy didn't know the ways of the world, so he nodded his head in a straightforward manner.

… ….

Qin Yuanyuan finally understood the reason for the change in her teacher's attitude.

When Yihan walked into the class, the fat boy who fought with her yesterday was no longer as arrogant as he was yesterday. Instead, he walked in front of Yihan with a bit of grievance.

"What?" Yihan's black eyes widened, wondering if the other party was still going to fight with him.

"Yes. "Sorry, I, I will never fight with you again." When Mommy came to pick him up yesterday, she didn't know what the teacher and Mommy had said, but Mommy kept staring at him and asking him about the fight, and then when she came home, Mommy said something to Daddy, but then she hit his butt so hard that it almost blossomed.

After he finished apologizing, the little fatty felt that he had completed his mission. He shrugged his nose and asked Yihan curiously, "Do you forgive me?"

The little guy nodded, "Yes, my mother said that we shouldn't be too hateful..."

… ….

Lu Ziyi slowly opened his eyes and stared at the fable that was placed on the tea table beside the sofa. The book was within his reach.

Lifting his hand slightly, he took the book and gazed deeply at it.

He had no idea how many times he had flipped through this book. He could recite every single story in it like the back of his hand. Always in a dream, listening to her reading to him from the book.

And this time, it was in reality … I heard it.

Then, he fell asleep …

Lu Ziyi stood up and tidied his hair. Perhaps it was because he had gotten a good night's sleep, but the faint headache he had all along made him feel much more comfortable.

"Where's Yuanyuan?" Lu Ziyi asked as he walked over to Aunt Liu.

"When you had just fallen asleep, Miss Qin had brought Young Master Yihan to the kindergarten." Aunt Liu replied.

"Is that so?" A hint of loneliness flashed across Lu Ziyi's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the clock in the living room. The current time indicated that it was already three in the afternoon.

… ….

Qin Yuanyuan did not expect that after creating so much news, Qin Wanli would appear in front of her again, not to mention, at the entrance of the kindergarten.