Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

Chapter 137: Being Disturbed

The bed in the guest bedroom was not very soft, and when Ni Jia fell on his back, his forehead hit Li Yucheng's chin.

She groaned in pain and then came to her senses. Her sweater had opened and one side of the collar had fallen below her shoulder, revealing the shoulder straps underneath.

Li Yucheng's body was burning hot. He kissed her forehead where he had just bumped into her, and then kissed her eyes.

There was no light in the room, and apart from the heavy breathing, one could only glimpse a little ambiguity through the moonlight coming in from the window.

Ni Jia's body went limp from being kissed, and she put her arm around Li Yucheng's shoulder and pushed him away without much strength.

"What's going on between Li Chengan and Shen Chuyao?"

Li Yucheng lowered his head and kissed her cheek again. She could only ask intermittently, "Isn't he with my sister?"

All the questions he asked were lost in the sound of rapid breathing, and Li Yucheng's hands seemed to be moving around randomly.

In a panic, Ni Jia held Li Yucheng's face with both hands and forcibly put an end to this nonsense: "I'm asking you a question."

The light was dim, veins bulged on Li Yucheng's neck, and his jaw was stiff. He glanced up and down at the face under him, and it took a lot of effort to restrain his impulse.

"Do you have to ask at this time?"

If he didn't say something, the situation would get out of control. Ni Jia nodded slightly and turned his eyes away shyly.

Li Yucheng turned his cheek to kiss her palm. Her heartbeat slowed down. Ni Jia pulled her hand back in panic, pulled up the clothes that had fallen from her shoulders, and put her hands on her chest.

Looking at her actions, Li Yucheng raised the corner of his mouth: "What are you hiding?"

“Is there anything I haven’t seen?”

"Shut up."

Ni Jia shyly turned her head to look out the window. Even though it was dim, the blush on her face could not be concealed.

Li Yucheng held her left shoulder, and rubbed his thumb on her collarbone through her clothes, finally stopping precisely at the lower part of the end.

"There is a mole here, it's very small and thin, it's hard to find if you don't look carefully."

He ran his hand down his arm to his elbow and pointed two fingers upwards: "And here, there's one here too."

It was obviously nothing, but Ni Jia was too embarrassed to raise her face. She buried her face in the quilt and asked Li Yucheng to shut up.

Li Yucheng put his hand on her waist: "Turn around."

Ni Jia didn't move, but the hand on his waist gained some strength, and then a low, hoarse male voice came from his ear: "I remember you are ticklish."

The next second, Li Yucheng's fingertips began to move restlessly. Ni Jia couldn't stand others tickling her waist, so she jumped like a mantis shrimp.

Joyful laughter came from the room one after another. My sister curiously lay down at the door, covering her ears and listening.

"That's rude of you." Ni Hao said seriously, preparing to pull her sister away.

"Why did they close the door?" Haohao tilted his head and asked, "Shouldn't happiness be shared with each other?"

Ni Hao looked at the door, then at her sister, and nodded after two seconds: "You're right."

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and the laughter soon stopped. "Why aren't you laughing, Mommy?" she asked.

Ni Hao pondered for a while, felt that he might have disturbed others, and then pulled his sister to leave.

Suddenly the door opened from the inside. Ni Jia pulled the hairband and put it on her hand while combing her messy hair, with a smile on her face.

"what's wrong?"

I took a good look inside the room, but it was pitch black and I could only vaguely see a figure.

"What are you and Dad doing in there?"

“Why don’t you turn on the light?”

Thinking of the scene just now, the smile was replaced by embarrassment. The corners of Ni Jia's mouth twitched, and he quickly squatted down and touched his sister's face to change the subject.

"Can you go and see if the pear soup is ready?"

"Okay." The younger sister nodded and ran away, while the older sister stood there, glancing into the room from time to time.

"What are you looking at?" Ni Jia pinched her face.

Ni Hao shook his head. Seeing that his father hadn't come out yet, he asked seriously, "Did I disturb you?"

"No."

In order to show that they really had no intention of doing anything, Ni Jia turned on the light on the wall, and Ni Hao saw his father sitting on the edge of the bed with a quilt draped over him.

She looked at her watch again, a little puzzled. It was only eight o'clock and Dad was going to sleep?

Li Yucheng hooked his finger inside and called Ni Hao's name, then found his voice was a little hoarse, so he tilted his head and cleared his throat.

"Are you going to sleep?" Ni Hao walked to the bed and looked at him. Li Yucheng shook his head and looked past his daughter to the woman behind him.

Ni Jia glanced at the quilt draped over his body, lowered his head, rubbed his nose and walked away with an evasive look in his eyes.

"Sleep here?" Li Yucheng patted the bed: "Then you will accompany me?"

Ni Hao kicked off her slippers without hesitation, climbed onto the bed and sat next to Li Yucheng, looking at him quietly.

Li Yucheng was just speaking casually at first, but now he really wanted to lie down.

"Will you be bored like this?" Ni Hao shook his head.

This well-behaved look somehow gave Li Yucheng an impulse, and he reached out and scratched his daughter's waist.

Ni Hao glanced down, then looked up at him, blinked, and looked confused, as if she didn't understand what he was doing.

As expected, even though he was not ticklish, Li Yucheng withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly and cleared the non-existent phlegm in his throat.

"Do you have an itchy throat?"

"Hmm." Li Yucheng said nonsense: "Maybe the bug ran into his throat."

The room was quiet for a while. Li Yucheng turned his head again without getting a response. Ni Hao happened to be staring at him intently.

Sometimes he looked at his ears, sometimes at his mouth, his face full of inquiry.

"Dad, you don't actually have any bugs in your body, right?"

If she had called him earlier, he wouldn't have to rack his brains to get the question. Li Yucheng was secretly happy, but also afraid to disturb this hard-earned warmth.

So he could only suppress his smile, rub his sister's head, and raise his eyebrows in agreement.

"Would you like to see the pony?"

Ni Hao's eyes suddenly opened wide, her apple cheeks arched, and her eyebrows curved into two crescents.

She turned around completely and nodded at him seriously: "Now?"

Li Yucheng tapped her forehead lightly and pulled up the video from his phone.

The ponies in Pinli are eating feed, which was just delivered two days ago and is still in the stage of adapting to the environment.

Before it was just a card and the pony on the card didn’t move, but this time it was alive, which had a bigger impact on Ni Hao.

She leaned against Li Yucheng's arm and uttered a rare exclamation: "Wow, it's so beautiful."

"Have you thought of a name?"

"Yeah!" Ni Hao smiled and nodded at him, then quickly turned back to staring at the screen: "Its name is Red Rabbit."

"Red Hare?" Li Yucheng immediately thought of his own red leopard: "Did you choose it yourself?"

Ni Hao didn't even raise her head, but just shook her head. Seeing how much she liked it, Li Yucheng simply handed her the phone.

"Mommy and I thought of this together."