Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Think about it. Wipe your hair. Your hands are drooling. The whole person is shuddering.

Suddenly, the towel in his hand was taken.

Pastoralist flanked herself and raised her head. Her complex eyes hit Benjamin's deep eyes.

She was thinking about him, and suddenly she hit him in the eye, and she was walking around, and she looked down.

Long eyelashes, covering her emotions.

Ben's family would rather look at her with a smile, "What are you thinking? ”

Mukken, what is she thinking? He really can't guess?

She didn't answer him, the next second, he wiped her hair.

Makocchan shocked, quickly looked up and took two steps back, "Banjianing, you have a broken hand! ”

Ben's family preferred to snap his lips, "That doesn't matter. ”

“Why doesn't it matter? You need to rest. I'll wipe it myself.” As he said, Mahjong reached over to get the towel.

Benjamin was slightly flanked, avoiding her hand, which did not catch the towel.

Pastoral frowned and looked at him suspiciously, "What are you doing? ”

Ben's family would rather look at her, "Wipe your hair. ”

“No, I'll wipe it myself.” She couldn't take them so intimately.

“Don't even think about it, I wipe your hair to move my muscles, relax my muscles, make my wounds faster. ”

“…” Is that so? Wipe your hair, move your bones, loosen your muscles?

“I was injured to protect you, and you can't refuse my movement. ”

Benjamin came forward and rubbed her hair.

Sitting there, watching them quietly, without a sound.

When he heard Banjianing, he hooked the corner of his mouth. Daddy was so cunning. If he wanted to help Mommy wipe her hair, he wouldn't dare say so. Only a stupid mommy would believe it.

But... in the clear eyes of Makoto, in the light, Daddy wipes Mommy's hair, this image is very harmonious.

It would be nice if they could be a family of three and Daddy would keep doing this to Mommy.

Ben Jianing wipes her hair dry before taking a bath.

Makoto took the towel and sat by the roller.

Look at her, “Mommy, you're in love with Daddy, aren't you? ”

Makoto was overwhelmed by the question, and she glanced at Makoto, “Nothing! ”

“Nothing? But your face is so red.” Mausoleum doesn't believe.

“My face is always red, okay? Mausoleum, you can't talk like that. If his woman hears you, she'll think Mommy's a junior. ”

“Mommy, do you dare not love, or do you not?” Makocchan looked very seriously at Makocchan.

“No, not at all.” Pastoral heart calmed her face, she didn't admit to killing herself, she loved to work at home.

Pastoral lips, face unbelievable.

Makoto patted him in the head, “What's that look? You doubt your mommy. Don't you believe what she says? ”

“Didn't he try to save you? Aren't you touched at all? ”

“Touching is touching. If touching means falling in love, isn't that a mess? ”

“You have a hard heart. ”

Makoto smiled softly, "Not hard, not yet in love, not in love, I won't admit it. ”

Pastoral leg sits on the bed and looks at the roller.

Makocchan also sat face to face with her, discussing her two short legs.

Makocchan smiled elegantly, "Mommy, why are you looking at me like that? ”

Makoto asked with a smile, "Do you like him very much? ”

Pastoral finger, pointing to the bathroom door.