PFC Chapter 1022 The guy who went crazy in the middle of the night
Chapter 1022 The guy who went crazy in the middle of the night
Huo Yan looked back at him and said, "Look, look, new love is still the best. He only has his little lover in his heart."
"I coaxed her to sleep again." Huo Yan said without blushing or beating his heart.
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Huo Yan and reluctantly believed her words.
He turned around and went into the bathroom again, without even putting on his clothes, and came out wrapped in a bath towel.
Huo Yan got up and sat up, pouting and staring at the bathroom. Is it really that necessary?
As if he was afraid of abusing his little lover.
Turning around, he pushed the little pink ball and said, "Look at your dad. He's very stingy, isn't he?"
The little girl smacked her lips, still ignoring her mother and sleeping soundly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng came out five minutes later, got on the bed, pushed Huo Yan down, lifted her up, looked at her lower back, and asked in a low voice:
"How is it? Does it still hurt?"
"It still hurts, please rub it for me."
Huo Yan lay on the bed waiting for her husband to serve her.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was also very sleepy. He had been thinking that since today was a big day, he should do something to make it right.
The result is good, and I just want to have a good rest when I come back.
Sitting next to Huo Yan, he rubbed her lower back with his big hands, rubbing it intermittently with the medicine.
"Is it okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked.
"No, didn't you take that cooling medicine?"
Huo Yan looked back at Zhuang Zhoucheng. Did he want to just get away with it?
Zhuang Zhoucheng did as he was told and rubbed her back and forth. His hands had no strength left because he was too sleepy, but this strength was just right for Huo Yan. If he was awake, she would scream in pain with just a light press.
Huo Yan felt comfortable after being rubbed, with her face resting on the soft pillow. At this moment, she felt that this man was so good and she loved him to death.
"You are my little apple, I can never love you too much..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced indifferently at his wife who was having a seizure in the middle of the night. She was exhausted during the day, so how come she was so energetic again at night?
He patted her small buttocks with his big hand and whispered:
"Don't go crazy, don't wake up Qiqi."
"hinder!"
Huo Yan turned around and glared at him, "Why am I bothering you? I'm singing for you too!"
Zhuang Zhoucheng was instantly sweating profusely. Why did the song his aunt sang for him make him feel even more funny?
"Okay, okay, I got it. Just be quiet, okay?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled softly and pressed her lower back gently. Just as he was about to stop, Huo Yan shouted again.
"Wait, you haven't massaged your back yet. You already did it yesterday. Hurry up."
Huo Yan grabbed Zhuang Zhoucheng's big hand and put it on his back, refusing to let him take his hand away.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was helpless, "Bao, can we take a break first? We'll come back tomorrow."
"No, just give me a press first."
Huo Yan refused and held his hand tightly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed, "This little beast!" He started to relax her muscles, then moved down along the acupuncture points on her back, pressing, kneading, and rolling her like rolling dough. Finally, he pinched her buttocks twice and that was it.
"Go to sleep." Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered.
"Wait a minute, can you sing me the song you sang just now?"
Huo Yan climbed onto Zhuang Zhoucheng and touched his face to prevent him from sleeping.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was really in a state of exhaustion. He pressed his palms against his brows and spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
"Baby, why are you so noisy tonight, huh? Look, our Qiqi and I are asleep, can you be a little more obedient, huh?"
"I'm not making a fuss. Please sing it again."
Huo Yan had a fair and tender little face, and she kept getting closer to Zhuang Zhoucheng, which made Zhuang Zhoucheng want to pack her up and throw her aside.
But this is his wife, a stingy person who can't be beaten or talked to.
"Sing tomorrow, okay? Be good. It's early in the morning, Yan'er. Look at the time. Aren't you going to get up tomorrow?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed Huo Yan, pinching her face unconsciously with his big hand.
"Well, sing a few lines. I haven't heard you sing before..."
Well, I'm going to cheat now.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was full of black lines. His daughter was already asleep, right?
"Just two sentences and then you go to sleep, huh?" Zhuang Zhou admitted the truth.
Huo Yan nodded, and Zhuang Zhoucheng finally spoke in a low voice.
There's no way, this is his ancestor.
After singing a chorus, Huo Yan's face was full of smiles.
Zhuang Zhoucheng closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep. His brain couldn't take it anymore. It hadn't stopped in the past few days. He didn't sleep much last night. He went to the scene in the second half of the night and slept for more than two hours when he came back. He had been busy all day until now.
It’s early morning, I’m really sleepy.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's voice was low and deep, sounding very down-to-earth.
But it was just a few sentences and that was it.
Huo Yan propped himself up again, as if he had been given an injection of chicken blood, and became energetic in the middle of the night.
She needs someone to accompany her. She can't just go and bother her daughter, so she can only bother her husband.
"Zhuang Zhoucheng, Zhuang Zhoucheng, please don't fall asleep yet. Let's talk, okay?"
Huo Yan put his head close to Zhuang Zhoucheng and kissed him on the face. He also pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyelids with his hands and stared into his eyes.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was really going crazy because of this little beast:
"Huo Yan, we'll make trouble again tomorrow, ok?"
"Then, what about our bridal chamber? Are we going to sleep like this?" Huo Yan muttered.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was silent for a long time, then he opened his eyes and looked at her, palming Huo Yan's face and whispering:
"Be good, we'll have our wedding night tomorrow night, okay? Rest first today and be obedient."
"Then tomorrow isn't our wedding. The bridal chamber will be different tomorrow..."
Huo Yan grumbled, "I can't even sleep."
"You can't sleep without the bridal chamber?" Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"..."
Huo Yan was slightly stunned. Is this what she meant?
"No, I can't sleep now..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng interrupted her directly, "Close your eyes. If you still don't fall asleep in twenty minutes, we can have our wedding night together, okay?"
“…Twenty minutes…”
"Close your eyes and be obedient!"
Zhuang Zhoucheng held the person in his arms and prevented him from moving.
Fortunately, she only makes such a fuss occasionally. If she keeps doing this, God, wouldn't that be torturing him?
Zhuang Zhoucheng forced himself to stay calm and patted Huo Yan's back gently.
In less than ten minutes, he could feel her light and even breathing. Zhuang Zhoucheng gently adjusted his wife's sleeping position and finally fell asleep.
At six o'clock in the morning, someone was talking outside. The window was not closed and the sound came in.
Huo Yan turned over and continued to sleep. Zhuang Zhoucheng woke up, pressed his temples, then sat up, leaned over to look at his wife who was sleeping like a pig, and subconsciously rubbed her lower back with his big hand.
Looking at their daughter again, the little girl was kicking her legs in a corner far away from them on the side of the bed.
Zhuang Zhoucheng got out of bed, walked around, picked up his daughter and walked out of the room.
"Qiqi, did you sleep well? You woke up so early. Did your mother kick you? Huh?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng chatted with his daughter and kissed her on the face continuously.