Chapter 1440 Unreliable Father, Depressed Little Guy

As a result, as soon as her eyes were exposed, she met face to face with Jun Moyan, who had crawled up on top of her at some point, and she was so frightened that she cried out.

He didn't wear any clothes, and supported her body with his hands on both sides of her body. His hair and face were covered with water droplets, and he was looking at her with gloomy eyes.

He suddenly leaned over to approach her, his hot body pressed against her body, and instantly drew closer to her.

Through a thin quilt, Wen Xiaoai felt the heat of his body and the bad things on him that bullied her.

"Jun, Jun Moyan, what are you doing?"

Wen Xiaoai looked at him with some fear, reached out and pushed his shoulder, and said, "I, I'm going to bed, you, you go and get dressed."

But Jun Moyan approached her, rubbing the tip of his nose against the side of her face, and said in a hoarse voice seductively: "Little boy, let's have a baby."

Wen Xiaoai panicked, she quickly pushed him with both hands: "No, no, I'm going to sleep."

She knew that when he said having a baby, he didn't just mean having a baby. He didn't want to have a baby with her, but to "have" a baby with her, which was mainly reflected in the word "birth", not a baby.

"It's still early." Jun Moyan gently kissed her neck.

He really didn't want to have a baby with him, she just came back, and her body is still weak, and Wen Xiaoai can think of the little guy's feelings, how could he not think of it, how could it be possible for her to conceive so quickly.

The baby he said was not a noun, but a verb. He either wanted a baby, or he wanted to "have" a baby with her.

Seeing that he couldn't push him no matter what, Wen Xiaoai begged him to let him go: "No Jun Moyan, I was so tired last night."

Jun Moyan came to her ear and bit her ear lightly.

Wen Xiaoai's whole body trembled immediately, and he couldn't tell whether it was something else or he whimpered twice.

"Jun Moyan..."

Her tone of voice changed, her whole body was electrified, and her eyes became blurred because of the sensitivity of her ears. The hand pushing Jun Moyan's shoulder stopped there and couldn't move.

He let go, rubbed the tip of his nose lightly against her sensitive ears, and breathed hot air on her ears: "Little boy, I feel bad."

"You, why are you so, so uncomfortable..." Wen Xiaoai panted, unable to speak, and wanted to say that she felt uncomfortable too.

"You, you didn't sleep last night, and you didn't sleep during the day, um~ you, did you sleep well...huh~"

"I am not sleepy."

"Jun Moyan..."

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In the next two days, the little guy had to wait outside the door of his parents' room hungry for two or three hours after getting up by himself every day before he was released.

And every time I go in, I can only see my sleeping mother and my father who just took a bath.

There are also more and more paintings on the mother's neck. The little guy doesn't know why his father draws on his mother. He still draws so many paintings.

The little guy applied to sleep with his parents on the grounds that he was young and would be scared at night, but was rejected by Jun Moyan.

The little guy made the next best thing and begged Jun Moyan not to lock the door behind him, so that he could open the door and come in by himself after waking up in the morning, but he was also refused.

The little guy cleverly went to apply to Wen Xiaoai, thinking that his father would listen to his mother, but his father refused even his mother, and talked about a lot of educational ideas that children should sleep in separate beds with their parents. To lock the door.

The little guy is depressed.