Dressed as the Wealthy Stepmother of the Baby Male Protagonist [MTL]

🍒 Ch 43

🧸Handsome Gentleman Daddy🧸

She felt the other side of the bed sink down, and someone lay down on the bed. There was a crisp, clean, slightly bitter woody scent in the air.

The darkness magnifies all the senses, the two of them are covered with the same quilt, the quilt is large, but every subtle movement made by the other party, you can feel the quilt on your body being gently pulled.

Wen Yuduo shrunk the whole person into the quilt, breathing lightly, she turned her head and saw a quiet silhouette of the man.

He slept on the edge of the bed, and in order not to disturb the woman on the other side of the bed, he lay motionless on his back, his eyes slightly closed.

Wen Yuduo couldn't help but feel that her brain supplement during the day was very funny, and at the same time she felt a strong sense of security.

There is nothing to worry about and be afraid of, Zhou Zhiyue is a very gentleman and a man with a sense of boundaries.

The little entanglement and apprehension in his heart disappeared, Wen Yuduo's stiff body completely relaxed, turned sideways and asked softly: "Shall we go to the Christmas market tomorrow?" I have checked, there is an Internet celebrity Christmas market on Tianyi Street, and there must be many knick-knacks that Zhou Shaoyu likes.

"Okay, you decide.

Zhou Zhiyue's voice was cold, and his deep voice was a little hoarse, like a subwoofer smoked by strong tea, Wen Yuduo felt a feather in his heart gently flickering, and even his cheeks were about to burn.

She immediately turned over and pulled the quilt tightly, "I'm asleep, good night!"
The
man's thin lips opened slightly, "Good night."

Wen Yuduo thought she would not be able to sleep, but when she heard the man's steady and even breathing in the dark, and the slight snoring of the baby not far away, she quickly fell asleep.

She slept in a very dishonest position, and when she dreamed, she was still hazy thinking, where did the shark pillow on her bed go?

Wen Yuduo muttered, rolled twice, and finally hugged the shark pillow with its own cold fragrance. But this shark pillow seems to be bigger than the usual one, warmer, and even a little stiff.

Wen Yuduo put one leg on the shark pillow, and the calf was not heavy or light, grinding along the lower abdomen, she found the most comfortable position, and finally was able to sleep soundly.

The soft and rich fragrance of the sweet and fragrant girl was close to him, Zhou Zhiyue's body was hot and tight, his breathing became heavy, and an evil fire rushed to his brain, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After suffering like this for more than ten minutes, after Wen Taro was completely asleep, Zhou Zhiyue finally couldn't bear to take away the woman's wrapped hands and legs. Wen Yuduo seemed to be very dissatisfied, and still wanted to wrap it up, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her delicate and full red lips pursed slightly.

Zhou Zhiyue was almost laughed at angrily, he didn't expect her to be so naïve? Really don't treat him as a man?

He quickly got out of bed, and in the dark, the man had already faded from the gentleman's steady fake skin just now.

His facial features were intensely almost bewitching, his eyes were dark and deep, and the tails of his eyes were flushed with evil spirits, and when he looked down, he already had his own idea about a certain part of his body.

Zhou Zhiyue walked into the bathroom and poured cold water in his face, but he couldn't pour it.

Slightly annoyed, he clenched his fist and pounded the wall.

It was like a rampaging beast living in his body, he had maintained self-control for so many years, and once this impeccable self-control broke through a barrier, he would inevitably lose control and explode again and again.

The sound of water in the bathroom lasted for two hours.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Zhou Zhiyue finally returned to bed, he pushed Wen Yuduo, who was sleeping like a pig, to the left side, and placed a few towering pillows between the two, and finally could sleep peacefully until dawn.

The next day, it was just dawning. Zhou Shaoyu knocked on the railing on the edge of the children's bed with a pair of small meat hands, revealing two big white teeth, and told the parents on the bed to get up, "......".

Wen Yuduo rubbed her eyes and sat up, "Baby, are you up so early?"

She pulled up her long hair casually, her eyes were still half-squinted, and she was ready to make milk powder for Zhou Shaoyu.

Zhou Zhiyue also woke up at this time, and his voice was lazy and hoarse, "I'll come." You sleep a little longer.

Wen Yuduo nodded, and couldn't help but lie back on the bed again, "That's hard for you." 180 ml of water, three scoops of milk powder.

Zhou Zhiyue brewed milk powder jerkyly, and he frowned, as if he was doing something terrible.

Five minutes later, the milk powder was finally brewed, and Zhou Zhiyue walked towards Zhou Shaoyu with the bottle.

Zhou Shaoyu is now using a learning cup, holding the "big ears" of the bottle with his two small meat hands, and obediently opening his small mouth to hold the pacifier.

As soon as he took a sip, Zhou Shaoyu's face changed, he threw the bottle away, and cried out with a "wow".

Wen Yuduo sat up from the bed and immediately ran to hug Zhou Shaoyu, the little guy was crying with tears in his eyes, and his mouth and tongue were red.

She poured a little milk to her wrist to test the temperature, and couldn't help but blacken her face. Milk is warm for adults, but it is very hot for Zhou Shaoyu! Going out is no better than having a 24-hour constant temperature water dispenser at home, and Zhou Zhiyue has no experience in adjusting the water temperature, and he doesn't even know how to test the temperature.

Zhou Zhiyue also knew that he had done something wrong, and his face was a little embarrassed, "I thought this temperature was okay."

Wen Yuduo sighed helplessly, and said seriously: "The baby's feeling of heat is different from ours, you have to use the inside of your wrist to test the temperature before feeding." cough, that, you might as well learn slowly......"

After the milk was put to the right temperature, the warm taro was re-given to Zhou Shaoyu to drink. The little guy grabbed his mother's pajamas tightly and stared at his father with a puff of anger.

He's not going to eat anything bad from his dad anymore!

Today's trip is still easy. In the morning, the meaty Zhou Shaoyu wore a shark-patterned one-piece swimsuit with a baby swimming collar around his neck, and soaked in the hot spring with his parents for a while.

Due to the relatively high temperature of the hot spring, Wen Taro Duo only dared to let him experience it a little, and after soaking for ten minutes, he fished out the small dumplings from the water, replenished the water and changed clothes.

In the afternoon, Zhou Shaoyu slept until half past four as usual. After waking up, the little one ushered in the first itinerary of this tour, the Christmas market.

Today's Christmas Eve, the temperature is lower than yesterday, Wen Taro wrapped Zhou Shaoyu tightly, put on a down jacket and thick cotton pants. Wrap yourself in a thick cashmere scarf.

Zhou Zhiyue's dress is still very refreshing, with a windbreaker jacket and black slacks.

In order to show his determination to learn to bring a baby, he hung the fleshy Zhou Shaoyu on himself and hugged him with one hand.

I heard that there were a lot of people in the Christmas market, and in order to reduce the burden, the two didn't even push the baby stroller.

Zhou Shaoyu refused to talk to his father at first, kicking a pair of small meat legs and humming impatiently. Zhou Zhiyue took out a pack of dragon fruit soluble beans and stuffed two into his mouth, and the dissatisfied little group had long forgotten today's "bold words", and finally stopped.

Half an hour later, a family of three drove to a bustling Christmas market in downtown B.

Before it gets dark, many of the stalls in the market are open in the afternoon, and at this moment the market is crowded with people and the market roads are crowded.

Zhou Shaoyu was completely stunned, his small mouth opened into a big O shape, and he waved his little meat hand excitedly, "Wow!"

This is the first time he has seen so many people, and the first time he has seen these various novel gadgets!

Christmas market has a wide variety of stalls: mulled wine stalls to cater to the Christmas spirit, baking stalls with rich aromas, boutique stalls with delicate knick-knuckle stalls, Christmas flry hand-hung pendant stalls, portrait painting stalls......

Every little object was something that Zhou Shaoyu had never seen before, and the little guy couldn't even see it with a pair of big purple grape-like eyes!

Wen Taro Duo couldn't hold back his greed, bought a cup of sweet mulled wine and chocolate butterfly cake boiled with various spices and fruits, and stood aside to eat with relish.

Zhou Shaoyu kept swallowing his saliva and stretched out his little meat hand to grab it.

There were still butterfly crumbs left on the corners of Wen Taro Duo's mouth, and he said vaguely: "Children can't eat it."

Zhou Zhiyue perfunctorily stuffed a dissolved bean into his mouth, Zhou Shaoyu snorted twice in a strong temper, beat Zhou Zhiyue's chest, and grinned at him.

He didn't want this to dissolve the beans, he wanted to eat what his mother ate!

Zhou Zhiyue had no choice but to take the angry little guy to the next door to look at the brightly lit Christmas tree, and estimated that he would come back after eating the warm taro. The little guy was really attracted by the Christmas tree, and stretched a fleshy "devil's claw" to the candy pendant of the Christmas tree, and was immediately taken away by his father.

Wen Yuduo sped up and finished eating the butterfly crisp, took the remaining half a glass of mulled wine to Zhou Zhiyue, and patted him on the shoulder, "Do you want to drink? I'll buy you a glass of mulled wine?"

Zhou Zhiyue raised his eyebrows slightly, "I just want to take a sip and taste it."

Wen Yuduo frowned, how to buy this sip? She found that Zhou Zhiyue put his eyes on the glass of mulled wine in her hand, and asked in disbelief: "Do you want to drink my cup?"

Zhou Zhiyue looked at her suspiciously, as if questioning why not.

Wen Yuduo pursed her lips and pressed a little shyness.

Zhou Zhiyue was too tall, she stood on tiptoe hard, put the other side she hadn't drunk to his lips, raised her hand slightly, and fed the warm and sweet red wine into the man's lips and tongue.

His lips suddenly turned bright red, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the red stains on the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows were clear, his tone was low, and his tail was long, "Well, that's good."

Wen Yuduo lowered his head and took the red wine glass away with a red face.

Zhou Shaoyu was not happy, his little face was fierce, "Whoa!" Dad

has grown so big, doesn't he have his own hands? Why do you want his mother to feed him "red wine"?

Zhou Zhiyue perfunctorily stuffed a rice cake into his mouth and squinted at him. Zhou Shaoyu nibbled on rice crackers with his small mouth.

Hmph! Don't think you can buy him with rice crackers! Mom can only feed him one, not bad dad!

Wen Yuduo took the cup of mulled wine that was still a quarter of it and drank it all, and there seemed to be a man's cold fragrance in the corner of the cup.

She shook her head in the cold wind on Christmas Eve to shake away the dizziness of drinking.

Two large and one small wander around the bazaar, and Wen Taro can't help but taste Christmas-themed specialties one by one, such as Christmas bread, cinnamon biscuits, roasted chestnuts, pistachio jam croissants, handmade marshmallows......

Zhou Zhiyue only tasted one bite every time, and when the two of them first shared the food, Wen Yuduo couldn't help but be a little shy and embarrassed, but he got used to it later.

Zhou Shaoyu's children wanted everything, Wen Yuduo bought him a fluffy red beanie hat and Santa Claus doll pendant, and bought Hu Bao a Christmas tree-shaped woolen toy.

"Do you want to write a Christmas greeting postcard?" A

stall called "Time Slow Delivery" is around the corner of the market, and the owner is wearing a red Santa hat and smiles, "You can write a greeting postcard for yourself or your relatives and friends and send it to someday in the future."

Wen Yuduo raised his eyebrows, "Send it to the future?"

"That's right. The stall owner bowed, "The date of sending the letter is 50 yuan within one year, and an additional 10 yuan will be charged for each additional year."

Wen Yuduo was instantly interested, and she wanted to write a few sentences for the future Zhou Shaoyu's children.

She picked out the postcard and bent down to write it on the side.

A man's deep voice came from behind him, "I want one too."

Wen Yuduo turned his head and smiled, "Do you want to write for Xiaoyu too?"

Zhou Zhiyue lowered his eyes, and said "um" without being salty or light.

Zhou Zhiyue casually took out a pen from the pocket of his windbreaker, and wrote a line of words in the dragon and phoenix.

"What did you write?" Wen Yuduo just wanted to take a closer look, but was blocked by Zhou Zhiyue very stingy.

Wen Yuduo snorted coldly, "Cut, stingy!"

She wrote a few simple blessings to Zhou Shaoyu, and the time of sending the letter was three years later. Zhou Shaoyu was in kindergarten at that time, and he began to learn to read, and receiving this postcard could teach him to read.

The two threw their postcards into the red "Time Travel" mailbox.

The stall owner smiled: "Thank you for your support, we will send it three to five days in advance." If you change your address, you can contact us at any time. "