Passionate Devotion

Chapter 995



995 Xiao Ye is my husband?

Long Yan nodded smugly. I’ll witness the whole process. It starts with the passionate kiss on the forehead.

“Sister-in-law knows about it too?”

brother Jin didn’t hide it from you, so I told you everything. You’re still digesting it.

Long Yan patted Tong Lu, who was sitting on the couch and not saying a word. sister-in-law, Xiao Ye will wake up in a while. Please give Xiao Ye a bath and then take him to sleep. We’ll keep watch downstairs. If there’s anything, just come downstairs and call us.

Is Xiao Ye really Ye Jin? ”

Tong Lu did not ask about Long Yan. She stared at Leng Yerong. After she calmed down for a while, she asked, ” isn’t Xiao Ye your illegitimate son? ”

Leng Yerong coughed in embarrassment. Xiao Ye is big brother Jin. I don’t have an illegitimate child. Sister-in-law was just teasing you in the past. It’s excusable. Please don’t take it to heart. I don’t have any illegitimate children.

Tong Lu found it hard to digest the unexpected truth. She looked at the three men in disbelief. Tong Lu felt as if she had just heard the biggest joke in the world. She chuckled, but no one around her laughed. It made her look a little silly.

The three men looked at her and felt that there were words written on her forehead: I beg you to stop!

sister-in-law, take your time to digest this. We went through the same thing back then. I understand, I understand. I’ve been trying to find a way to stop brother from going through Xiao Ye every month, ” Ji Yiming replied. but my progress has been slow.

Tong Lu immediately stopped smiling. She took the glass of water from Long Yan and took a big gulp. She stared at Xiao Ye, who was sleeping on her lap, with her big, beautiful eyes. In fact, her tears had not dried yet.

Do you believe that there’s someone in this world who can regain their youth? It was simply a fantasy.

It was hard to tell if a three-year-old and a 29-year-old man were the same person from their facial features. Should she believe it?

Tong Lu chose to carry Xiao Ye upstairs. She placed Xiao Ye on the bed and looked for something to do.

She went to the bathroom to prepare the bathwater for him. She tested the water temperature and found that it was not hot.

Xiao Ye was still asleep after the water temperature was adjusted. Tong Lu was removing her makeup in the bathroom.

After removing her makeup, she took a hot shower in the rain. She found some men’s shirts in the changing room and put them on. She washed her hair and when she was drying her hair, Xiao Ye finally woke up.

One of them was lying on the bed, while the other was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at each other.

When Tong Lu saw Xiao Ye, she immediately turned off the light on the hairdryer and stood up.

Miniature Leng Yejin lay sprawled on the bed. He furrowed his brows. There was a hint of shyness in his young and soft voice. His cheeks turned red as if he had been electrocuted. He yelled at her nervously, ” “Why are you staring at me like you’ve seen a ghost?”

Tong Lu did not know what to do. She felt uncomfortable no matter where she placed her hands.

The probing voice was much more nervous than his. “Xiao Ye?”

“En!”

“Ye Jin?”

Miniature Leng Yejin pursed his lips. His pretty little eyelids lifted, and his eyes darted around.”You already know?”

Tong Lu repeated herself. Her expression was so exaggerated that she could swallow an egg whole.”Hubby?”

Miniature Leng Yejin snorted. He snorted and ignored her look of disbelief. He climbed out of bed and tried his best to put on a ” domineering and arrogant ” front of her with his small arms and legs. Then, he walked unhurriedly into the bathroom.

“Are you really my husband?” Tong Lu followed after him. Her voice was weak.

When she asked this question, she felt very awkward. She actually chased after a three-year-old little emperor and asked him if he was her husband. This scene must be very beautiful and she did not dare to look at it!


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