Every day before Lin Yiqian goes to bed, it is standard to give her 20 minutes massage.

Lin Yi lies on her side, thinking deeply and gently pinching her calf.

Looking at Lin Yi's shallow eyelids getting more and more heavy and drowsy, he thought deeply and tried to lie down.

Suddenly, the door opened.

When I hear the door open, I look back.

Lin Xiaoyu is wearing the pajamas with sponge baby pattern, with the story book Zhang Jingyu bought for him in his hand and the milk bottle in his other hand, walking into the room.

I'm frowning. I want to ask Lin Xiaoyu why.

I want to sleep with you, Mommy

Lin Yi smiles and nods, "OK."

She stretched out her hand and pushed her mind deeply. She left the space between them. She waved to the little fish, "come here."

Thinking deeply, he turned over and went back to Lin yishallow. "No way."

He hugged Lin yishallow with both hands.

They haven't slept in the same bed for two months. He will definitely sleep here tonight.

Was thought deeply refused, Lin Xiaoyu is very sad, Du mouth asked: "why?"

"Go away."

Lin yishallow got up and pushed aside his deep consideration. Then he waved to the fish with a smile: "don't listen to your father's, come here quickly."

The little fish immediately smiled and ran to Lin yishallow's side and got into the bed.

Then he took the book he brought and showed it to Lin yishallow, "I read stories to Mommy and my sister. They are all good stories."

Lin Yi smiles and nods, "OK, what story do you want to read to Mommy?"

She remembered to think deeply and looked up at him. "Go ahead and do your work."

Looking at Lin yishallow's calves with a deep look of grievance, "the twenty minute massage time has not arrived yet."

Lin Yi shallow very high cold return to him: "tonight ahead of work it."

"But I want to press it for 20 minutes," he said

Lin yishallow: "..."

She was very clear about what she was thinking.

She didn't speak.

Lin Xiaoyu suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a smile, thinking deeply: "then daddy press it for me."

Thinking about his dark face, he replied to the little guy with three words: "dream."

Little fish didn't hear the tone of deep concern was wrong. He smiled and said, "I have a dream that uncle white is my daddy."

Lin yishallow: "..."

She looked at the reaction of thinking deeply and wanted to ask whether it was a direct smile or a line up and so on.

Ha ha ha

His face is as black as the bottom of a pot. If a small fish says anything more, he will do it.

Lin yishallow thought he couldn't go too far, coaxing him: "you don't have a lot of things to do. Go to finish it and go to bed early, I'm quite sleepy."

She opened her mouth and yawned.

Think deeply of her look, not reconciled but very distressed, unwilling to say: "know, don't let this stinky boy meet you."

Then he got out of bed.

Walking three steps and looking back, he saw the two women in bed who were kind and filial. He felt like an outsider.

He glanced at Lin Yi's stomach again.

He hopes to be a girl more and more. If he is a girl, he should be with him and stand on his side, right?

It must be a girl!

Back in the study, the mobile phone on the desk kept poking out wechat messages. He picked them up and clicked to open wechat.

He clearly blocked the news of the local tyrants, and didn't know how to come up with another local tyrants.

A lot of talk on it is nonsense to him, he glanced over.