Anne took a bath and stood at the door wearing his pajamas.
"Go sleep next door!" Anne said softly.
"Let's sleep together. I can take care of my daughter when she wakes up in the middle of the night!" Alan pleaded softly.
Anne could only say nothing more. Since he truly wanted to be considerate towards her, she would be at ease.
She lay down on the other side of her daughter and closed her eyes, but could not sleep.
Alan also lied on his side, looking at the two of them, big and small, he didn't feel sleepy at all.
"Anne, it's been so many years. Have you thought about me?" Alan suddenly passionately asked her.
Anne shook his head, pretending to be cold, "No, I don't have time to think about you!"
"Really?" Even if you were busy during the day, did you not think about it when you went to bed at night? "What about dreams?" Alan asked, not giving up at all.
"None at all!" Anne took the blanket and covered himself up.
Alan gently turned his daughter's small body to the side and hugged Anne through the blanket. His lips were pressed against her head, "Anne, I've been thinking about you this whole time, thinking about you everyday, do you know?"
"What's so good about me that's worth thinking about? Beautiful women always appear around you! " Anne was still very emotional, because when she thought about how she still had a place in this man's heart, she felt at ease.
"Why do you think I'm so easy-going?" Alan sighed.
"You are, don't deny it!" Anne snorted.
"Why should I admit to crimes that don't belong to me?" Alan suddenly pulled away from the blanket and hugged her even more tightly.
Anne immediately stretched out his hand to pull his finger, as if wanting to compete with his strength on purpose.
It was a pity that the man's palm was too powerful. She was successfully pulled into his embrace.
"Anne ..." Alan murmured her name, just like two years ago, when he had carried her to sleep.
Anne's tears rolled down his face. How could she forget about the warm time he had with him?
Right now, the sadness she felt made her feel even more fragile and nostalgic.
"Anne!" Alan uncontrollably kissed her earlobe.
Anne cried to the point that she could no longer resist his kiss.
Alan had suppressed himself for far too long, and at that moment, the woman in his arms was what he had longed for day and night. If he wanted to be a righteous man, he was afraid that it was not possible.
His hands and lips, were constantly branding the woman's body.
Just as Alan was about to achieve the goal he desired the most.
"Daddy ..." A childish voice made him stiffen. He turned his head to see that the little guy had somehow gotten up and was looking at them sleepily.
"Ah ..." Anne was so shocked that he quickly covered himself up with the blanket, leaving only Alan's head exposed.
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