国产对白熟女受不了了

Xi Ying woke up to this voice and the sweet scent from his wife\'s hair that was invading his nostrils. He smiled peacefully seeing Li Rui sleeping silently in his arms. Her back was attached to his chest and one of her hand was holding Xi Ling\'s small hand.

Xi Ying sighed as his gaze went to his brat.

After the dinner, Xi Ying had thought of spending some sweet time with his wife. However all of plans vent in vain when some brat knocked on the door last night just a few moments later they entered the room after the dinner.

When he opened the door, he saw his three-year-old son standing there with his own pillow in his hand.

"Father, Xi Ling wants to sleep with Mother …and Father also."

Xi Ling said immediately fearing that his father would again say that he had completely forgotten behind his mother. What he feared more was that because of this anger he would be then sent back to his own room without even meeting his mother.

Thinking this, Xi Ling wisely stepped forward and tried to pass through the small gap around Xi Ying. His little head easily peeped inside the room and he saw his mother sitting in front of the dressing table.

Xi Ling\'s big black eyes brightened with joy. He struggled immediately to go further inside. However, he suddenly realized that the small gap has become smaller now.

He was stuck.

Xi Ling raised his head and looked at his father with a wronged face. An idea came to his mind and he immediately decided to shout loudly.

However, Xi Ying, in the end, was Xi Ling\'s father. He immediately covered his son\'s little mouth and then closed the door.

"Mmmmm…"

Xi Ling still tried his best to speak as he waved his hands in the air while he was being taken away by Xi Ying from his mother.

After both of them were in Xi Ling\'s room, Xi Ying finally uncovered his son\'s mouth.

Standing inside the room, he then looked at his son with narrowed eyes.

Xi Ling also didn\'t want to be suppressed this time.

He walked around the room and then suddenly climbed on the bed. Xi Ying frowned in confusion unable to understand his son\'s moves.

It was only when Xi Ling climbed on the bed and then stood there with both of his hands on his small waist while glaring at him silently, did Xi Ying come to know what the brat was trying to do.

Xi Ying\'s lips almost twitched to form a smile. But he had to control himself from laughing out loud. He really didn\'t want to hurt his son\'s heart.

So he tried to divert his attention.

"Just because I let you sleep with your mother yesterday, don\'t think that you can go there every day now."

He said strictly to his three-year-old son.

Xi Ling pouted at these words, however, Xi Ying didn\'t pay attention to him anymore. Looking at his cute posture for the last time, he continued

"Sleep now. If I found you wandering around again, then you will be spanked."

Xi Ying smirked at his last words while Xi Ling got angrier.

Without caring for his son\'s feelings, the young prime minister turned around to leave until he heard the sound of a sniff.

Xi Ying froze amidst his steps immediately.

He slowly turned around to look towards the bed and frowned seeing that the brat was now sitting on the bed and covering his small face with his small hands.

He stiffly stepped forward and came to stand in front of his son.

"Are you crying?"

He couldn\'t help but ask in shock.

Xi Ying had seen his crying very rarely. At least since the moment, his son has started to speak; Xi Ying has not seen him crying again. Regardless of whatever happened, for example, he fell down or he was punished by him, Xi Ling had never cried in front of him.

So he couldn\'t help but feel shocked.

Xi Ling\'s only response to his father\'s question was

"Wuwu…wwuuu..waaahh…"

Xi Ying frowned hearing these weird voices.

His index finger poked Xi Ling\'s shoulder and he said stiffly.

"Xi Ling, don\'t cry. Raise your head and tell me what the problem is. This is not how big boys solve their problems."

Xi Ling really put down his hands and uncovered his face. His big black eyes were filled with tears making Xi Ying\'s heart suddenly fill with guilt.

On the other hand, the three year old boy looked at his father with a little bit of resentment and said

"Father…you d…on\'t even k..now h…how to comfort Xi L…Ling….wuwuu…Mo..ther is t..the best."

It took Xi Ying a moment to register his son\'s broken words and when he did he raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked

"Did you cry in front of your mother?"

Xi Ling\'s ears went red for a moment and he shyly nodded his head. His tears had also stopped now and he told his father clearly

"Yes, When Father was not in Xi Manor for a long time, Xi Ling was missing Father then Xi Ling cr…"

Xi Ling suddenly stopped amidst his words realizing suddenly what he just said.

He lowered his head immediately and covered his mouth with his small hands.

A moment later, he raised his head to sneak a glance at the big figure standing in front of him only to see his father staring at him with a smile on his face.

The little bun immediately lowered his head and said after a little bit of hesitation.

"Xi Ling didn\'t miss Father. That …just now…Xi Ling lied….yes…"

Xi Ying\'s smile disappeared. He sighed while shaking his head lightly.

Which Father would not feel happy knowing that his child missed him when he was away from home! Xi Ying was the same.

\'However, it seems that the brat perhaps can\'t see him happy.\'

Xi Ling\'s small body was suddenly picked up from the bed and his eyes went wide with shock. The next moment, he found himself seated on his father\'s legs.

Xi Ying\'s slender finger wiped his son\'s wet face. While doing this, he also said quite seriously.

"There is no need to feel embarrassed. If Xi Ling missed Father, then it will make Father happy only."

The little bun has his ears red but still nodded his head. However, after this, he suddenly started to cry again when he remembered that he was not allowed to sleep with his mother.

"Wuwuu…But Father…doesn\'t…make Xi..L..Ling happy. Xi L…Ling will also …not make …Fa…Father happy. Waah…"

And Xi Ying sighed helplessly.