Han Qingsong stopped his chopsticks. He felt a surge of hotness spread all over his body and couldn’t bear it. He wanted to kiss her.
But she was obviously embarrassed. After all, she was avoiding him and looking at him secretly.
Han Qingsong looked at her deeply before he suddenly put down the bowl and grabbed her hand. He put it to his mouth and kissed it.
If the kids weren’t nearby, he would have kissed her directly on the lips until she was breathless, never daring her to peek at him again.
“Oops,” Sanwang immediately exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Father is eating mother’s hand, hahaha,” He grabbed Dawang’s hand and took a bite.
Although he was listening to the radio, his eyes were monitoring the room from time to time. In the end, he managed to catch his parents in the act.
Dawang felt the pain and yanked him away, mentally exhausted with his brother to the point where he wanted to hit him.
Sanwang immediately dragged Xiaowang over as the youngest raised his tender paw, “Eldest Brother, you can eat my hand.”
Maisui grabbed Xiaowang’s hand instead and kissed it, “It smells good.”
Xiaowang took it seriously and ate his hands one by one before offering them to his Second Brother. Erwang nibbled around it supportively.
Sanwang also grabbed it and nibbled it, but his hand was neither light nor heavy. Xiaowang still remembered that his shoulder hurt from being bitten by his brother, so he immediately stretched out his foot and said, “I’ll offer my foot for you.”
“Oh, help me, what stink,” Sanwang made a gesture of falling to the ground. He was about to say that it stunk to death, but then he remembered that Lin Lan forbade them to say anything related to death during the celebration. Therefore, he ended his complaints with a cacophony of gibberish.
“Hahaha,” the children laughed out loud on the kang.
Lin Lan was originally blushing with embarrassment, but now, her frown turned into a smile. She went over to tickle Sanwang whereas Xiaowang nibbled on Lin Lan’s little cheek.
Lin Lan hugged her children and fussed around with them.
Sanwang, filled with melancholy from his mother’s assault, pinched his throat and started acting, “Mother, do you love me or not?”
Lin Lan, “I do, I love hitting you.”
Sanwang saw that she was going to chase him and he immediately went to hide by the windowsill, “If you like to hit me, then you shouldn’t be loved.”
Lin Lan finally held Sanwang down and smiled evilly, “You’re ignoring the amount of times I fed you and just remember the amount of times I hit you? Alright, you asked for this.”
She pulled off Sanwang’s socks and tickled the soles of his feet.
This was the ultimate killer move.
Sanwang immediately begged for mercy, “I don’t dare to, I don’t dare anymore.”
Seeing Lin Lan messing around with the kids like a child herself, Han Qingsong had a smile on his face without knowing it. His eyes were also full of a warm gentleness that he didn’t know he was capable of producing.
Soon, Lin Lan and the children couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep while playing, not even bothering to take off their clothes.
Sanwang rested on Dawang’s legs and put his feet on Erwang’s chest while Xiaowang leaned on Lin Lan’s chest and slept soundly with his butt stuck out.
Maisui moved to the north kang, got into her bed and wrapped herself tightly, sleeping particularly soundly.