Tong Ran wouldn't agree. She hurriedly pulled the finger out of her mouth, her voice muffled, "No, the son is outside..."
"Shut up!" Mo Nanjue lowered his head and kissed her lips, sealing her words with force, "Are you trying to suffocate me?!"
If that boy came in, he'd surely cling to them for a while. Did he really have to endure until the evening?!
That would surely drive him crazy.
Mo Nanjue's face was cold. Lately, Mo Yaochenn had been sneaking into their bed at night. Tong Ran was afraid he might see something, so she wouldn't let him touch her no matter what.
Damn it, when he wanted to make love to his own woman, why did it have to be decided by his son?!
The man pressed down on her so she couldn't get up. Tong Ran had no choice. Mo Yaochenn saw the light on inside and knew someone was there. With a lollipop in his mouth, his little hand kept knocking on the door, "Dad, Mom?"
Mo Nanjue's voice was hoarse, "Pretend we're not here."
