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Xiao Ruo wanted to roll her eyes, but she was too tired to move and grumbled discontentedly, "Dodging the question."
"Are you okay?" Fu Hanwen would never bring up Feng Liangbi's lingering thoughts about her, planning to divert her attention, he gently sucked on her earlobe.
"Hmm, don't... tickle~~" she exclaimed softly and coquettishly.
Her voice was like an aphrodisiac to the man; he immediately pressed her to the side of the pool and began to move in the water.
Water splashed continuously, Xiao Ruo's voice became hoarse, and she felt drowsy, not knowing how she got back to the room.
Looking at the exhausted woman, Fu Hanwen kissed her lips again and again. After a long while, he reluctantly let her go and went to the next room to check on their son.
He had just heard their son crying; why was it so quiet now?
Fu Hanwen walked into the neighboring room and saw Mother Sheng holding Xiangxiang in one hand and spooning rice porridge from Chow Yun's bowl with the other.
