Chapter 461

The man's handsome face is somewhat similar to Jiang Beichen's. There is no expression on his face, only the hands in his pocket tightly clasp together and exert themselves secretly.

Such a close distance, however, he did not dare to take a step. He felt that the distance between the two people had become so far away that he could not reach it.

Looking at the way that Qiao Weiwei just woke up from a dream, his heart suddenly tightened. I don't know what kind of scared scene she dreamt of, so she almost fell down.

Vivian ate something, then turned off the light and went to bed.

After the light in the villa darkened for a long time, the people outside turned silently and left with heavy steps.

Before going to bed, song Xiaoya goes to the bathroom to take a bath. Jiang Beichen is lying in bed in her pajamas, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.

Song Xiaoya around the towel appeared in the bedroom, all of a sudden saw such a picture.

"Come here!" Seeing that she came out of the bath, Jiang Beichen laughed, then patted the position around her with his hand, and called song Xiaoya in a low voice.

Song Xiaoya listened to the low magnetic voice, and walked toward him involuntarily. The footstep just stands firm in the bedside, be pulled by Jiang Beichen forcefully past, the body fell in his arms.

Jiang Beichen held her in his arms, sniffed deeply on her hair, and then said contentedly, "now, you finally belong to me, and finally no one robbed me."

When he was at home, that smelly boy had to guard song Xiaoya every day to go to bed. He was so angry that he wanted to do domestic violence to that smelly boy.

But now, without that smelly boy out of the way, she finally belongs to him.

This feeling of not having to share with others makes him feel very happy. It would be even better if I could get rid of that smelly boy forever.

Jiang Beichen's words song Xiaoya some strange feeling, this man's meaning is, baby is robbing her with him?

She was a little speechless, looked at him, then pursed her lips and asked, "Jiang Beichen, why do you always treat your son as a rival?"

Jiang Beichen snorted coldly and didn't answer.

This kind of performance makes song Xiaoya sure that her premonition is right. Jiang Beichen treats her son as a rival in love!

She doesn't know what to say to this man. It's too wonderful!

Now she fully understood that this man used to compete with his baby everywhere, and always wanted to drive him out of the bedroom. That's why.

Usually, as long as she holds the baby, Jiang Beichen's face is very ugly. When the baby kisses her, Jiang Beichen will hold her head and kiss her hard until she has difficulty breathing.

This man is not only jealous of his son, but also so sour!

"Jiang Beichen, you must have been a big vinegar jar in your last life!"

Jiang Beichen frowns, "man because his wife is jealous, what's the problem?"

His wife, and other men contact, not jealous is not normal!

"But I've never seen anyone jealous of his own son!"

"If he were a daughter, I would not be jealous!" Jiang Beichen pursed his thin lips, and then said hatefully, "that smelly boy, you should beat him!"

Usually I always look for opportunities to be with song Xiaoya, and at the critical time I fight against him, pretending to be pathetic around him.

"What's wrong with beating? Baby is so good now. Don't be prejudiced against him all the time!" Song Xiaoya retorts that his son is smart and clever now. He is a good boy in any way!

It is clear that Jiang Beichen is too careful, so he thinks his baby is not good. He even eats vinegar with his own son!

Jiang Beichen thought of that smelly boy, immediately cold face, that smelly boy is now more and more cunning, clearly is a little devil!

Since the baby was born, she has never slept with her parents separately. This is the first time that she has been left to be taken care of by others. In fact, song Xiaoya is still worried.

"Or Shall I see the baby? " Song Xiaoya takes a worried look out of the window, and then props up to sit up, "I'm not around him, and I don't know if he can't sleep well..."

As soon as she heard that she was going to see that smelly boy, Jiang Beichen's face turned black. He put her waist around her and pressed her on his body, not letting her leave.

He looked out the dark window, the snow is still floating, this kind of northern night, the temperature will drop a lot, "Song Xiaoya, now go out, do you want to be frozen to death?"

"But I'm a little worried about the baby." Song Xiaoya is also afraid of the cold, but once a woman becomes a mother, she will become great and only have her own children in her eyes.

"Don't go!" Jiang Beichen frowned, turned over and pressed her under her body, then whispered in her ear, "if you feel energetic enough, I don't mind working harder, and then I'll help you to use up your strength!"

"Er..." Song Xiaoya was surprised, then gave a dry smile and said, "that I'm a little tired all of a sudden. Let's go skiing tomorrow. Let's have a rest early. Good night... "I've just had a round of "consumption" before dinner. Now I've just recovered. I have to go to the ski resort tomorrow. I can't be hurt by him. It's time to make people laugh!

Seeing her honest compromise, Jiang Beichen's face eased a little, released her hand and lay down beside her.

"Good night, kiss!"

Song Xiaoya obediently raised her head, kissed his lips, and then went into his arms, "good night, husband..."

One night's heavy snow, Feifei sprinkles, the sun climbs out at daybreak, the snow stops, the sun is bright.

Song Xiaoya turns over a bit lazily, and then drills into Jiang Beichen's arms to find a comfortable position and continue to sleep.

Jiang Beichen has woken up and quietly looks at the woman in her arms and hugs her waist more tightly.

After a while, song Xiaoya, who had been asleep, finally opened her bleary eyes, and then looked up at Jiang Beichen, "when did you wake up?"

"I've been awake for a while." Jiang Beichen replied.

Jiang Beichen is used to sleeping with her. As soon as she turns over at night, he will wake up immediately, which has become his habit.

He would not have been able to sleep at night without her in his arms.

"Did I wake you up?" Song Xiaoya felt sorry.

Jiang Beichen hugged her tightly, and then said softly, "having you by my side is my greatest happiness."

“……” Song Xiaoya gives a sweet smile and a good morning kiss.

The bedroom is warm, in sharp contrast to the plain world of silver outside the French windows.