Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

With Ye Fan's movements, Ye Fan's careful thoughts were not pierced, his eyes tightened slightly, and a very shallow smile appeared in his eyes.

"Need not."

The snow fell silently, but it didn't feel cold at all.

Ye Fan took his attention away from He Han and put it back on Dudu. Dudu had a good time by himself.

Dudu looked at the fluttering snowflakes on the top and secretly made a decision.

Dudu raised his little head, opened his mouth towards the sky, and even stuck out his little tongue, trying to taste what snow was like.

The cold touch landed on the tip of his tongue, and he smacked his mouth a few times.

It doesn't seem to have any taste.

"Dudu." Ye Fan's voice sounded behind Dudu, and Dudu was caught again.

Dudu quickly turned around and straightened his back, every little flesh on his body revealed his nervousness, and his little milk voice was a little flustered: "Mom, Dudu only took one bite."

Ye Fan reluctantly walked over to Dudu: "Dudu's stomach will be uncomfortable, you know?"

Dudu touched his belly and nodded obediently. He told Ye Fan about the taste of snow with a serious face: "Mom, Dudu tasted it for you, and snow is not delicious at all."

Ye Fan was amused by Dudu's childish words, and he really couldn't help Dudu.

"Didn't Dudu say we want to build a snowman? Fifteen minutes will be here soon." Ye Fan reminded Dudu kindly, and when Dudu heard it, he immediately came back to his senses.

Dudu ran to He Han's side and took He Han's hand: "Dad helps Dudu build a snowman."

For Dudu, He Han and Ye Fan worked together to help Dudu push a small snowman. Because the conditions were not enough, there was no decoration on the snowman.

That's it, Dudu didn't like it either. He circled around the snowman several times, his eyes sparkling.

"Wow, Mom and Dad are amazing." Dudu clapped his hands happily, his face was full of admiration for Ye Fan and He Han.

Dudu's little nose was frozen red, but Dudu was playing too crazy and didn't notice the cold at all.

Ye Fan looked at the time: "Okay, the time is up." Dudu was very reluctant, and his little hands were on the snowman, not wanting to leave.

Ye Fan nodded Dudu's nose: "Does it count for Dudu to talk?"

Dudu quickly shook his head: "Dudu won't, Dudu just wants to play for a while." Dudu looked at He Han again, "Dad, can you play for another five minutes?"

He Han picked Dudu up from the snow: "Not this time, we've already agreed."

Neither He Han nor Ye Fan wanted to cultivate the bad habit of tooting, and they had to abide by what they said was good. Although Dudu was a little reluctant, he still nodded obediently.

He Han glanced at Yanyan's chubby dimple: "Not now, but Dudu can come to play tomorrow."

Dudu looked up at He Han: "Will Xue come to Dudu tomorrow?"

Ye Fan smiled: "Of course."

When Dudu heard it, his eyes lit up, and the child's emotions came and went quickly. His bad mood was instantly swept away.

Ye Fan had already figured out Dudu's temper: "Do Dudu want to drink hot milk?"

Can't play in the snow, but still have hot milk to drink. To Dudu, food is more important than these, and Dudu answered loudly: "Yes, Dudu wants to drink hot milk."

Ye Fan and He Han each said a word to coax their soft and cute son into obedience. As new parents, they adapt quickly.

Dudu returned to the room and carefully took the hot milk that Ye Fan handed him. He held the big cup in his small hands and walked to the window.

Dudu didn't know where to drag a small bench. He sat on it obediently, drinking milk and looking at the snowman outside.

Because it was winter, it got dark early, and it didn't take long for the sky to get so dark that Dudu could no longer see the little snowman outside.

It just so happened that it was time for dinner, and Dudu came to rely on He Han again.

Dudu could have eaten by himself long ago, but he insisted on He Han feeding him one bite at a time. Because he has his own dad, dad can accompany him to do everything.

The day passed quickly.

Dudu was lying on the big bed, and he patted his position with his fat hands: "Mom and Dad sleep with Dudu."

Ye Fan and Dudu discussed it for a while, but Dudu didn't agree. He pursed his mouth and looked like he wanted to cry or not.

Dudu went to an unfamiliar place, and he was more attached to He Han and Ye Fan than usual, and they couldn't beat him at all.

Dudu opened his eyes wide: "Why can't Mom and Dad sleep with Dudu?"

Ye Fan couldn't explain to Dudu, she and He Han were different from others, they were not a real couple.

Dudu was so sleepy after playing all day, but he still didn't close his eyes. Ye Fan and He Han could only sleep on both sides of Dudu.

There is Dudu in the middle, maybe not so embarrassing.

Ye Fan was lying on the innermost side, He Han was outside the bed, Dudu's small body shrunk in the middle, Ye Fan could touch He Han as long as he stretched out his hand.

Ye Fan didn't know what He Han's expression was. She just kept her eyes on Dudu's face and patted Dudu's belly lightly.

While Dudu fell asleep, He Han and Ye Fan kept looking down at him.

The two maintained the same pose, looking like a parent who cared about their son.

Dudu was already asleep, and He Han and Ye Fan raised their heads at the same time.

The eyes of the two people accidentally met

Up, the air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Although the bed was big, they were so close together that their eyes seemed to have nowhere to hide.

The two had to look down at their son again, silent.

Ye Fan was very tired. After a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He Han slowly raised his eyes and stared at Ye Fan, his dark eyes had a deep meaning that seemed to be absent.

He glanced at Dudu, who was asleep, and his eyes fell on Ye Fan again.

He Han bent his lips. In this world, his two most important people are lying beside him at the moment.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

It was late at night, and only the moonlight outside the window was still looking at the earth seriously.

In the silent room, He Han and Ye Fan inadvertently leaned their heads together, and they didn't notice it in their sleep.

The breaths of the two were very close, gently and shallowly intertwined.

Chapter 85

In the early morning, the sky was getting brighter, and when the first rays of sunlight shone into the room, the thin mist outside had dissipated, and it was extraordinarily quiet.

Ye Fan slept by the window, the sun shone on her face, a little dazzling.

Ye Fan's eyelashes blinked, and he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still a little dazed. Ye Fan turned his head to the side and found the touch on his forehead.

I don't know when, the foreheads of her and He Han were pressed together so tightly that the distance between them was almost zero.

He Han's breath seemed to be in front of his eyes, and their breaths were close to each other. Ye Fan was startled suddenly, wanting to retreat before He Han woke up.

The next second, He Han, who was still sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

The two made eye contact.

He Han looked at Ye Fan's eyes, and the nervousness in Ye Fan's eyes was clear at a glance. She blinked subconsciously, her eyelashes seemed to scratch his heart.

He Han's eyes were blank for a moment, and he quickly woke up.

He Han smiled lowly, because his voice was a little hoarse just after waking up.

"Morning, Ye Fan."

He Han's facial features are deep and his eyebrows are handsome. The cold temperament of this body suddenly disappeared, and the smile in his eyes was obvious.