Li Xingwan opened her eyes and subconsciously responded. She encouraged Fu Chengzhou to kiss her more deeply. His hands glided up along her back.
He had just finished dealing with some matters. Seeing her sleeping so soundly here, he couldn't resist.
"Mr. Fu," Li Xingwan called out to him.
Little Mobao, who was asleep beside them, grunted, prompting the two to immediately stop.
Under Fu Chengzhou's hands, Li Xingwan's heartbeat quickened—an intense, clear feeling that she could sense.
"Thump-thump," it sounded.
"We'll talk about it tonight."
Fu Chengzhou turned to look at Little Mobao, who was also slowly opening his eyes, and he sat up.
"Awake?"
"Eh, Daddy, what are you doing?" Little Mobao stretched lazily, feeling truly comfortable.
It was so comfortable sleeping with Mommy.
He had slept the whole afternoon.
Li Xingwan: "..."
Fu Chengzhou looked as usual. "Checking if you and your mommy were awake."
