Hubby, You Would Be Having Your 60th Birthday Banquet
Editor: Larbre Studio
The man was vigilant. When she moved, Lu Shaoming woke up.
His arm that was holding her small waist moved, and he pulled her into his arms. The man opened his eyes and was still a little groggy. His black eyes were clear and bright. He was so handsome that any woman's heart would pound when he looked at her. "Wifey, you're awake?"
He kissed her on the cheek.
Ning Qing pushed him and wanted to get up. "It's almost eight o'clock now. It's time to get up."
The man refused, his gaze languid, "It's too early."
"It's not too early."
Lu Shaoming hugged her tight and buried his face in her tender neck as he took a deep breath. It might be because she had been breastfeeding little Qinwen. There was a milky fragrance amidst the soft fragrance of the woman, which was very similar to little Qinwen's scent.