Chapter 43 Forty-three Persuasion

After lunch, the family of four went to the amusement park on the second floor of the mall.

Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang are regular customers. After putting on anti-slip socks, they run as fast as they can, as if they are familiar with the route.

In such a place, not only the children are liberated, but the parents can also take a break.

Chen Yun and his wife found a seat where they could overlook the entire venue and sat down, keeping their eyes on where the child ran to.

After watching for a while, Song Fenglin felt a little drowsy.

He took off his glasses and relaxed, pinching his thigh to concentrate, but his head couldn't help nodding.

Chen Yun generously offered her shoulder: "Lean on it and sleep for a while." She

also suggested: "Or you can go back first? I can keep an eye on you."

Song Fenglin couldn't leave her and didn't want to miss this moment when everyone was together, so he snuggled up to her side tenderly: "Just sleep for half an hour."

He was tall, and this posture was actually quite awkward. In addition, it was noisy here, so he opened his eyes after a few minutes.

Chen Yun noticed a slight movement and nodded: "Want to sleep a little longer?"

Song Fenglin has always been a light sleeper, and this time it was purely the aftereffects of alcohol that were causing the problem.

He shook his head, then realized that this action was like leaning on her neck to act coquettishly, and he stopped moving: "Where are they?"

Chen Yun pointed to him, and just happened to meet the eyes of her children who were playing bowling, and waved to them to come over for some water.

Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang ran so hard in just a few minutes that they were sweating all over. Their cheeks were as red as apples and their bangs were soaked and stuck to their foreheads.

The energy of the preschoolers burned brightly over the next few hours, and Chen Yunguang felt a little tired just sitting next to them and watching.

Seeing that it was almost time, she said, "I'll go home to cook first, you guys come back later."

Song Fenglin: "Okay."

Looking after children is actually an easy job, but getting them to go home for dinner is a real challenge.

When facing their father, the brother and sister were so bold as to refuse to obey him. If you didn't know them well, you would think they had encountered human traffickers.

But after all, the arm was no match for the thigh, so he just followed with his eyebrows lowered.

Song Fenglin suffered a lot since childhood, so it is inevitable that he spoils his next generation.

Of course he knew what was the right way to educate his child. On the other hand, he had a desire to compensate for himself many years ago. Therefore, when he passed by a stationery store, he couldn't help but asked, "Do you want to buy something?"

Which kid would say no?

The brother and sister happily spent ten dollars each, and they were the best couple in the world with their dad.

Song Fenglin was also happy, as if he could see the small gap in his heart being filled with cement.

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this time, Chen Yun was cooking the last dish at home.

Her cooking skills were OK, but she thought the weather was too hot and she didn't want to cook much, so she just made one meat dish and one vegetable dish perfunctorily. Thinking that was a little insufficient, she cut a plate of watermelon to make up the number.

When her husband and children came home, she was just chewing the red spot on the watermelon rind. The juice dripped down her jawline and spread out on the collar of her clothes, looking cute and rough.

Song Fenglin handed her a tissue: "I'll eat it later, don't waste it."

Chen Yun threw the melon rind away before taking it and wiped her mouth twice: "Serve the rice."

He shouted again: "Wash your hands!"

No one needed to mention names, everyone knew what to do.

Perhaps because they had consumed too much in the afternoon, the children were very enthusiastic about dinner and started to eat right away from their bowls.

Chen Xingyue took a break from her busy schedule to praise her: "My mom's cooking is the best."

She was sweet to her.

Chen Yun pinched her face lovingly and picked up another piece of water spinach with chopsticks: "Then eat more."

Chen Xingyue opened her mouth obediently, making people like her so much.

Chen Xinyang was not so honest and quietly pushed the dish to the edge of the bowl.

Chen Yun didn’t think being picky about food was a big problem. After all, she was even more picky about food when she was a child.

She said, "Yangyang, just eat three bites of the food. Mom will stir-fry broccoli for you tomorrow."

Chen Xinyang could only eat three bites reluctantly and agreed without much bargaining.

He can count to ten now, and after eating, he holds up three fingers to show his mother.

Chen Yun boasted that he was the best kid in the world, and even a hint of genuine emotion could be seen in her expression.

Chen Xinyang enjoyed it very much and said actively: "I can eat a lot more."

He ate the remaining dishes and showed the empty bowl to everyone.

Chen Yun and Song Fenglin applauded together, feeling that being a parent does require a lot of sacrifice. They looked at each other and held back their laughter.

Chen Xinyang had no idea that the adults had superb "acting skills" and he even shouted to his sister: "I am the first place~"

looking like he deserved a beating.

Chen Xingyue acted like an adult and snorted, "Childish."

The enemy didn't move, and I got angry.

Chen Xinyang's chubby little face was puffed up like a pufferfish, and he went to play with the car with the sound of clattering footsteps for a while.

Chen Xingyue’s years of eating extra meals were not in vain. She won the victory effortlessly and stood up and announced loudly: "I'm done eating too!"

Chen Yun sent her away to play and cleared the table herself.

Song Fenglin went to the balcony to collect clothes without being told to do so.

Whoever does the work knows how much housework there is.

Chen Yun felt that she didn't do much and just kept spinning like a top all night. After putting her two children to sleep, she sat on the sofa tiredly and in a daze.

After Song Fenglin came back from throwing away the garbage, he looked at her and said, "Take a shower and go to bed early."

Chen Yun: "I don't want to move."

She fell back, raised one leg very impolitely, lay on her back with her legs spread out, looking at the ceiling, the hem of her clothes flew up, revealing her slender waist.

Only a warm yellow light was on in the living room. She half-closed her eyes subconsciously, looking lazy and comfortable.

Song Fenglin's heart seemed to be scratched by a kitten's claws.

He has indeed been thinking about sex recently, and even his man's body's instinctive reactions have been aroused. It is perfectly reasonable for him to have some small thoughts at this moment.

Almost controlled by desire, he sat on the edge of the sofa with his thighs touching the top of her head.

Chen Yun sensed someone approaching, and one of her eyes opened a little and then drooped again, so submissive that she had no defenses at all.

It is true that they are husband and wife, and it seems natural for them to be very close, but Song Fenglin is still happy about it.

He tried to test his weight in her heart, but he was afraid that he had misunderstood her expression yesterday, and he was also afraid of getting a more affirmative answer. He was in a dilemma and withdrew his hand that was about to touch her collar: "Go back to the room and sleep."

Chen Yun agreed with a nasal voice, and stayed for a while before getting up to take a shower.

She was really sleepy, so after washing she said good night vaguely and went into bed.

There seemed to be something touching in the fragrance of the shower gel, which made Song Fenglin unable to restrain himself.

He took a long time taking a shower in the bathroom, and when he came out he still felt a little empty, with his arms around his wife's waist.

Chen Yun subconsciously moved closer to him, touching him all over, but she was unaware and sleeping soundly.

Song Fenglin murmured to himself: "I am such a man."

He sighed helplessly and slowly freed his hands and feet.

Although the movements were very gentle, Chen Yun still hummed twice in dissatisfaction.

Song Fenglin finally couldn't help it.

He pressed his fingers against Chen Yun's face and brushed her lips gently.

As if a feather was tickling her, Chen Yun slowly opened her eyes.

She was still a little sleepy and her voice was unclear: "It seems there are mosquitoes."

Song Fenglin's kiss became stronger. His hand slid down her shoulder and he chuckled: "There are no mosquitoes."

After ten years of marriage, Chen Yun knew very well what was happening.

Her consciousness slowly returned and all she said was coquettish: "Song Fenglin, I'm so sleepy."

Yes, she was very sleepy.

Song Fenglin retracted all the waves of his heart, and his palm still stroked her face with warmth: "Go to sleep, good night."

At this moment he still wanted to convince himself that rejection had nothing to do with a definite answer.