Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Next, the children played other events and were tired. Zhan Yeling took them home.    

The children sat in the backseat of the car and were already asleep.    

Shi Miao, on the other hand, sat in the front passenger seat. She would occasionally look at Zhan Yeling's handsome face.    

Just now, in the shopping mall, he was awe-inspiring and gave orders without any warmth. He made people clear all the people in the shopping mall.    

It allowed Shi Miao to see his other side.    

It was the cold side.    

He was so warm and attentive to her and the children.    

But to outsiders, he didn't seem to have any sympathy. To outsiders, he was cold and heartless.    

What kind of person was Zhan Yeling?    

This was the first time Shi Miao had such doubts in her heart.    

From the moment she woke up until now, Zhan Yeling had always treated her as gently as water. She also thought that he was a warm and kind person.    

Until today, she personally saw him drive away the people in the shopping mall without any warmth.    

Only then did she realize that she did not really understand him.    

When they got home, the children went back to their rooms and fell asleep.    

Shi Miao took a shower and also laid on the bed.    

It was the same for the past two days. Shi Miao slept on the bed while Zhan Yeling slept on the sofa.    

He saw his legs hanging down to the bottom of the sofa.    

Sleeping like this was not a solution. It was too difficult for him.    

Shi Miao sat up and discussed with him, "Zhan Yeling, how about I go to the next room to sleep? You should sleep on the bed."    

Zhan Yeling looked at her. The moment he saw her, Shi Miao could tell that he was angry.    

Because at that moment, his eyes were especially cold.    

"You don't like me staying in the same room as you?" He asked.    

Shi Miao quickly said, "No, I just saw that it was too hard for you to sleep on the sofa."    

"Look, your legs are hanging down and the sofa is so small. It's not easy to turn over at night." Shi Miao really could not bear to see him work so hard.    

"Then I can sleep on the bed." As soon as he finished his magnetic words, he had already walked to the bedside and came up.    

His vigorous aura came close and Shi Miao's heart rate sped up. She hurriedly moved her body backwards and was caught off guard by the change. She could not find the words to speak. "You, I..."    

Zhan Yeling's black eyes looked at her panic-stricken appearance and said to her, "It is impossible to sleep in separate rooms. When it reached your father's ears, he thought that we were quarreling and Cold War. It will make him worry..."    

This was only a reason for him to coax her.    

He could give her time to adapt to him, but sleeping in separate rooms was impossible.    

Originally, she was slowly accepting him.    

Today, the fact that she took the initiative to hug him was the best proof.    

However, once they split up, the little affection that they had spent so much effort to develop would immediately return to its original form.    

She would be unfamiliar with him again, and she would feel distant.    

Of course, he would not let the feelings that he had nurtured a few days ago go to waste because of a small mistake.    

"Then, I'll go sleep on the sofa..." Shi Miao naturally could not bear to see her father worry. After she said that, she wanted to get off the bed.    

Before her feet touched the ground, her body was pulled over by the long arm and fell into a firm and hot chest. "Sleep like this. Don't worry. Before you are ready, I will not do anything to you."    

Being wrapped in his embrace, Shi Miao's heartbeat became faster and more nervous. "But, I..."    

"If you are worried, you can set up a three-eight line in the middle of the bed." Zhan Yeling took the initiative to suggest.    

After saying that, he let go of her hand, giving her a sense of security.    

The author said, Old Zhan finally moved from the sofa to the bed. His path of pursuing his wife has taken another step forward. Haha, applaud for Old Zhan. It's eight o'clock today. See you tomorrow. Good night, everyone.