She thought he would come back later in the morning after working.

Tang Youyou looked at her daughter's sleeping face, and thought of what her son said. She felt that there was really no need for her to hide anymore.

There are some things that should be faced and faced, and she shrinks back and forth again and again, which is not like her character.

However, marriage is such a heavy word.

Now Ji Yanhan is flocking to her, maybe because she still feels fresh and full of passion.

But the existence of marriage is to eliminate these novelties, combat all kinds of passions, and slowly wear away all the brilliance. In the end, the two people will face each other's various advantages and disadvantages in the most frank way. At that time, will Ji Yanhan's feelings for him be the same as now?

Tang Youyou really has no confidence in married life.

Moreover, she also felt powerless, and felt that she must not have much charm, enough to make Ji Yanhan never get tired of herself.

However, the children seem to be looking forward to her and Ji Yanhan being together, and the little ones are also afraid and uneasy, afraid that they will become children of an incomplete family again.

Sighing softly, Tang Youyou took a coat and put it on, and walked to the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a tall figure standing at the door.

The man was dressed in a straight suit, and looked at her with deep eyes.

Tang Youyou froze, and stared blankly at his face.

"You... When did you come up!" It took Tang Youyou a long time to find his own voice, and as soon as he uttered it, he realized that his voice was very soft, as light as a feather brushing.

She was a little disgusted that she had said such gentle words to this man.

Ji Yanhan's gaze fell on her plain and clear little face, and when he met her crystal-like eyes, his heart also trembled slightly.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Ji Yanhan suddenly asked directly, not knowing what to say.

Tang Youyou stayed for a second, under the soft light, her snow-white face blushed: "Who... who said it!"

"Son said it!" Ji Yanhan sold the little guy without reservation.

When Tang Youyou heard this, she clenched her fists angrily, but she found it funny again: "When did he become your little spy?"

"At any time, don't forget, he is my son!"

"He's mine!" Tang Youyou didn't forget to argue with him at this moment.

"Then who am I to you?" The man's voice suddenly became hoarse, asking so blatantly.

Tang Youyou's brain boomed, a little blank, and then she heard her daughter turning over behind her, she shivered in fright, and then hurriedly walked away from the man: "Let's not talk here, it will wake up my daughter!"

"Follow me to the study!" Ji Yanhan gently clasped her wrist, and dragged her to the study without any explanation.

Tang Youyou's whole body was tense, she looked down at the wrist held by him, his palm was still so hot, she was so hot that she trembled a little.

"Wow! We're holding hands!" Just as the two of them passed by the door of Ji Yanhan and his son's room, they suddenly heard the voice of the little guy snickering from inside the door.

Tang Youyou's whole body is not well, so she hurriedly threw away Ji Yanhan's big hand.

Ji Yanhan stopped in his tracks, and gave Tang Xiaorui a warning look: "It's so late, go to bed quickly!"

"Well, I'm still waiting for the result of your chat!" Tang Xiaorui muttered. JrNovels.com