"Listen, don't move." Shen Yancheng grabbed xiaorou's feet and pressed them into the water. For the first time, he was willing to wash people's feet.

"But I itch. You'd better let me go!" Jiang xiaorou took her feet back: "I'll do it myself. Get up quickly."

"Don't move." Shen Yancheng grabbed xiaorou's foot again and pressed it in the water.

Shen Yancheng naturally knows that xiaorou says itching is really itching, but she doesn't want him to wash her feet. Considering the dignity of men, Shen Yancheng feels that he doesn't need any face in front of xiaorou.

It's a big thing for his wife to have children. The last few months of pregnancy are also very important. He wants xiaorou to feel that she is very happy. Even if she is pregnant, she should be a happy pregnant mother.

Jiang xiaorou didn't refuse any more. She sat down in a chair and looked at Shen Yancheng squatting in front of her. He squatted here to wash her feet. He was very moved.

"Yancheng, thank you, thank you for being so kind to me." Jiang xiaorou said.

"No, Hello, who are you good to?" Shen Yancheng had no superfluous expression on his face, because he was helping xiaorou to do plantar massage. His technique was very unique. It made xiaorou itchy, painful and comfortable. It felt absolutely amazing.

He pressed it for more than half an hour. Xiaorou was soaking her feet. As a result, she was stunned and fell asleep in her chair. Shen Yancheng saw that xiaorou slept well and steadily, which must also play a role in pressing the soles of her feet.

He secretly decided to help xiaorou press more in the future.

Shen Yancheng took a towel to help xiaorou wipe the soles of her feet, and went to bed with her sleeping. Jiang xiaorou slept soundly. She didn't know how to get into bed. But when Shen Yancheng also lay down, she was like pressing the sensor. She immediately turned sideways and drilled into Shen Yancheng's arms. She shrunk her body, her two legs together, and her two small hands naturally rested on him.

This is their usual posture. Xiaorou is petite and now she shrinks together. She looks like a baby. Shen Yancheng is her umbrella, which can protect her very well.

The tip of xiaorou's nose is full of the faint taste of Shen Yancheng. I don't know what it is. Anyway, she is particularly fascinated. It's different from anyone's taste. She has been used to the taste of Shen Yancheng and slept very steadily.

early morning!

The warm sunshine came in and just shone on Jiang xiaorou's face. It was warm and particularly comfortable.

Jiang xiaorou rubbed her eyes. When she opened, it was Shen Yancheng's face, which clearly fell in front of her, very close.

Shen Yancheng is still sleeping. Jiang xiaorou naturally stares at his eyebrows. His eyelashes are long, good-looking and well-defined. Even if he sleeps all night, it doesn't affect his handsome.

Jiang xiaorou's fingers fell on Shen Yancheng's eyebrows and gently described his appearance. There was some obsession in her eyes. She was fascinated by her own man.

Suddenly.

Shen Yancheng's eyes suddenly opened, grabbed xiaorou's fingers and squeezed them in his palm.

"Why! What's the intention of staring at me early in the morning?" Shen Yancheng asked xiaorou unkindly. It's clear that he thinks too much and still depends on xiaorou now.

"Who's trying on you? Do you really think you look good? Cut, don't stink." Jiang xiaorou deliberately turned her face away, but Shen Yancheng's hands fell on her little face and turned her face around.

"Look into my eyes and tell me that I really don't look good?" Shen Yancheng was so serious.

It's not a very important question. Does Xiao Rou have to answer it? He's serious. It's boring enough.

"It's not good-looking. It's not good-looking at all. Our rhubarb is better than you." Jiang xiaorou even compares rhubarb with Shen Yancheng. Rhubarb is a dog! Shen Yancheng is the president. Can they be the same?

Xiaorou, this is clearly the rhythm to make Shen Yancheng angry!

"Sure?" Shen Yancheng held xiaorou's face with his hands and flattened xiaorou's face. Xiaorou only feels that her face hurts more and more. Shen Yancheng even wants to bully a pregnant woman now. She is such a lovely pregnant woman. Won't bullying her conscience hurt?

"Are you sure?" Shen Yancheng asked again.

"Well, well, I know I'm wrong, my fault, my fault, you're handsome and good-looking, all right! My face -- it hurts, sobbing!!!" Jiang xiaorou's face was wronged.

When Shen Yancheng saw that xiaorou was soft, he loosened his hand and rubbed xiaorou's face with his hand.

"Really hurt?" Shen Yancheng asked xiaorou, "I didn't exert any force just now." he felt no force, but xiaorou really felt pain.

"Why don't you try?" Jiang xiaorou said with a look of grievance: "it hurts me. I have no conscience. Even pregnant women bully me. After the children are born, I must tell them about it and let them settle with you."

Eh!!

When Shen Yancheng heard this, he really felt speechless.

"This little thing will disturb the children, isn't it too small to make a big deal?" Shen Yancheng said.