*Trigger warning ahead. This chapter contained a mature scene. Please be aware.*
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Xian Zihao carried Xian An Na into the bathroom. Jiang Ruolan followed from behind and stood at the door, watching Xian Zihao taking off his daughter's pants. After taking a long time to take off Xian An Na's pants, Xian Zihao realized that she was wearing open pants.
When he finally recovered, he first sat his daughter on the toilet, but Xian An Na just kept twisting her butt and refused to do it.
"You have to sit down before you pee."
"No! Don't want to. I want mommy!" Xian An Na almost cried. She looked at Jiang Ruolan, who was leaning against the door with teary eyes. "Mommy, I need to pee."
Seeing that the child was about to cry, Xian Zihao finally turned his head, looking at Jiang Ruolan, who was holding back her laughter, with a few question marks popped up on his head.
"What should I do?" He asked.
The first question that Xian Zihao would ask her in her entire life was actually what he should do when his daughter needed to pee.
Jiang Ruolan held onto her stomach, which was hurting from holding back the laughter, and raised her eyebrow. She pointed to the beige child's potty seat next to the toilet. "Um, put on the seat first. Let her sit on it. She can pee on her own."
Xian Zihao then realized that the item next to the toilet was a special potty seat for children. He put it on the toilet seat and Xian An Na then sat on it with ease, but before that, she had already begun to cry.
Xian Zihao lowered his head at the same time and saw his pant was wet. His daughter already peeing on his pants. Then with a defeated face, he said apologetically, "Be good and take it easy. Don't cry."
"Mommy." Xian An Na's eyes were red and she cried with the wrong expression.
Jiang Ruolan was laughing so hard.
Xian Zihao heard her laughter and turned to look at her, feeling defeated.
Jiang Ruolan laughed again before hurriedly walking over. Obviously, she had overestimated Xian Zihao's ability to take care of the child personally. He had just come into contact with his children, so how could he know so much about what his daughter's like and dislike?
Jiang Ruolan smiled as she thought about it, then took Xian An Na from Xian Zihao's arms. "I'll go change her clothes. Help me look over the food I made and change your clothes too."
After saying that, Jiang Ruolan leisurely walked out. Before she left, she still remembered the conflicted expression on Xian Zihao's face when she carried Xian An Na away.
"Woo woo …" With an expression of being bullied by her father, Xian An Na snuggled into Jiang Ruolan's bossom and sobbed non-stop.
Jiang Ruolan patted her little head. "It's okay. Don't cry. You usually wet your pants too. What are you pretending to be so sad? See how you scared your daddy? Your daddy has never been scared like this by anyone else in his life."
After a while, Xian An Na stopped crying. She raised her head and pouted. "Daddy is so stupid."
Jiang Ruolan just smiled and brought her back to the room to change. Soon, Xian Zihao, whose pants was wet because of Xian An Na's urine, walked closer. He cleared his throat and asked, "Do you need help?"
Jiang Ruolan turned to look at him. Seeing Xian Zihao's defeated face, she pointed to the closet. "Take your clothes and go take a shower first. The urine smells so bad."
Seeing that Jiang Ruolan could change the child's clothes easily, he turned around and went to pick up his clothes in the closet. When he opened the door, he saw his clothes were still arranged inside.
Jiang Ruolan knew that Xian Zihao was looking at her, so she lowered her head to change her daughter's pants. She didn't look at him, but a red hue appeared on her face.
The corner of Xian Zihao's mouth was raised slightly. With a smile, he took off a set of clothes and pants. His deep gaze was filled with warmth and gentleness.
Even though they hadn't met for the last two years, even though she had forced him to divorce, these clothes represented that she had never wanted to truly push away anything that belonged to him.
The sound of running water was heard from the bathroom. Jiang Ruolan placed Xian An Na, who had changed into a set of clean clothes, next to Xian Chiahao.
"You're the one wetting the bed, I'm just wetting daddy's pants!" Xian An Na replied in an unsatisfied manner when she saw judging gaze from him.
Xian Chiahao ignored her. He just raised his cute eyebrows and lowered his head to play with his car.
When the fish soup was ready and Jiang Ruolan started carrying plates to the table, the bathroom door opened and Xian Zihao walked out. He only wore a bathrobe and didn't change onto the clothes he had just taken.
"Let me." Xian Zihao put down the towel and went into the kitchen. He pushed Jiang Ruolan away gently and brought out a large bowl of fish soup that was boiling to the table. He didn't want Jiang Ruolan to burn her hand.
Jiang Ruolan looked at him and grinned, but Xian Zihao didn't know what she was laughing at. He glanced at her and his handsome eyebrows slightly raised. "Why are you laughing?"
Jiang Ruolan shrugged. Who would have thought that the wise President Xian would turn into a helpless cat in the hands of his daughter?
At night, the two mischievous little things finally fell asleep.
Jiang Ruolan then went back to bed and lay down. Probably because Xian Zihao was lying next to her, despite the air conditioning in the room, she still felt that her body was feeling hot and heavy.
Since she had just returned from Taiwan, she did not have time to rest and was busy all day.
Jiang Ruolan was too sleepy to open her eyes.
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Xian Zihao's gentle kiss slowly landed on her forehead, then on her eyebrows before slowly falling on her lips. Jiang Ruolan was hugged tightly by him, as if she was the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.
As his kiss became more and more frequent and passionate, Jiang Ruolan's subconsciously opened her lips and reciprocated his kiss. Her lips were trembling.
Xian Zihao's warm hand slowly reached into the bottom of her pajamas and gently slid across her body, causing her to shiver.
Jiang Ruolan finally opened her eyes due to the uncontrollable craze. Her fingertips couldn't help but move up along the well-proportioned lines of his body as she greedily stared at that familiar yet long-lost face.
Xian Zihao took her hand and slowly kissed it. His eyes were deep and were locked on hers. He then bit her earlobe, nibbling it before his kiss fell down to her neck.
The smell that belonged solely to him filled her nose, and this feeling of numbness and affection that she hadn't felt for a long time made her whole person have no choice but to obediently tremble lightly beneath him.
Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but let out a light groan due to the strange comfort she felt.
"Do you miss me?" Xian Zihao suddenly turned her over and pressed her down, but he didn't press on her too hard. He only maintained a condescending position, his gaze was gentle and dark as he looked into her eyes.
Jiang Ruolan blushed but nodded honestly. "Yes, I do."
Xian Zihao smiled and gently held her waist, slowly unbuttoning her pajamas. Jiang Ruolan put her hand on his neck, kissing his lips, and by the light of the lamp on the side of the bed, she could see his face reflected in her deep, dark eyes.
"Hubby ~" Jiang Ruolan suddenly gave Xian Zihao a crafty smile and quickly took the initiative to bite his lips. His gaze immediately darkened. He kissed her back, his lips slowly moving down, gently sucking her neck and leaving marks.
His fingertips slowly rubbed her red cherry tip.
Jiang Ruolan's body trembled violently and she couldn't help but grab onto his shoulder. "Ugh.."
"Be good."
Xian Zihao looked up, his voice was hoarse. As he moved, it became more and more intense. He then went up and looked at her face. Jiang Ruolan gasped for breath, eagerly searching for his lips. She looked into his affectionate eyes and saw Xian Zihao parting her lips with his thumb and tapping her eyelids with his other finger.
She immediately closed her eyes.
Xian Zihao nibbled her lips, groping her breast, while his other hand ran over her groin. He then held her waist and slowly started to move.
Jiang Ruolan could feel his longing.
Just as she was about to receive this sweet warmth, all of a sudden, she was acutely aware of two pairs of wide eyes at the door.
Jiang Ruolan's body instantly became drenched in a cold sweat and she quickly blocked Xian Zihao's next move.
Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of her eyes, instantly catching a glimpse of two people who should already have fallen asleep.
