This used to be the way Lu Ming coaxed Jing Yiren to sleep, and now he was using it on others, making Lu Ming incredibly unhappy.
Especially Qiuqiu, who would suck his thumb while sleeping, one hand hooked around Jing Yiren's neck, as if afraid she might run away.
Behind Jing Yiren, Lu Ming gently curled his arm around her waist, his large palm caressing her slightly protruding belly.
His warm breath was fluttering behind Jing Yiren's ear.
"Did he fall asleep?"
"Shush!" As soon as Lu Ming spoke, Jing Yiren instantly put her hand to her lips, making this sound, and continued to pat Qiuqiu to sleep.
Wait until the regular breathing of Qiuqiu finally came through.
"I'll take him to sleep next door!" Lu Ming excitedly proposed, propping up half of his body.
"…" Jing Yiren slapped Lu Ming's hand away, chastising softly, "You'll wake him up!"
"…"
Regardless, Lu Ming held Jing Yiren, indulgently teasing her, trying to stir her passion.
