Zhan Yin returned to the room. Haitong had just finished her shower and stepped out of the bathroom.
“Are the two little boys asleep?”
Haitong asked him softly.
“I turned off the lights for them. They should fall asleep soon. The three children were playing wildly this evening. They only stopped when Beibei started crying for her mummy.”
Zhan Yin walked over and pulled his wife into his arms.
“Wife, don’t you think it was sweeter when it was just the two of us? Ever since we had children, we don’t even dare to speak loudly in case we wake them.”
Not to mention being intimate.
To be intimate, they had to carry their daughter to another room to sleep before the couple dared to touch each other, always worried the little girl might wake up.
“Weren’t children what you wanted? For six months after we married, I didn’t get pregnant. Everyone thought I couldn’t conceive. You never said it, but you were anxious inside. You really love children.”
Anyone could see how much he loved children from the way he doted on Yangyang.
He might always appear cold, but his heart was incredibly soft.
“When Baobao was born, you were so happy you secretly cried. Don’t think I didn’t notice. When you held our son, you quietly wiped the corner of your eye. If that wasn’t wiping away tears, what was it?”
“And when Beibei was born, there’s no need to even mention it. You were all waiting outside the delivery room. When the nurse brought her out and said it was a girl, your laughter nearly lifted the hospital roof.”
“Now you’re complaining the children get in the way.”
“Shall we have a third? Xiaojun is pregnant with her second. We could have a third so it has someone to play with.”
Haitong was only teasing him on purpose.
Even if she wanted a third child, Zhan Yin would never let her go through the hardship of pregnancy again.
No matter how much he loved children.
The Zhan family was already thriving. There were now several children in the family. They didn’t all live together day-to-day, but during New Year and festivals they gathered, and the little ones together were noisy enough to drive anyone mad.
The boys were tough. When several little boys got together, they could really tear the place apart.
Zhan Yin doted on his nephews just as much, so they had enough children.
He didn’t want a third.
Sure enough, Zhan Yin rested his chin on her shoulder and said, “No more. These two already stick to you like toffee. I want some time that’s just ours. Only when they’re asleep at night do you truly belong to me.”
“I’ve gone and created two rivals in love for myself, rivals I can’t even do anything about.”
“Beibei will be two soon. Just one more year. When she’s three, she can sleep on her own. Then we’ll have our room back. We can close the door and have our world of two again.”
“If we had a third, we’d be co-sleeping for another three years. We’d never get our world of two.”
Haitong pushed away the hand he had wrapped around her waist. “Go and shower. It’s still early.”
Zhan Yin instantly understood the meaning behind her words and went straight to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, a certain Mr Zhan poked his head out and called to Haitong, “Wife, wife, come here.”
“What is it? Forgot your clothes?”
Haitong put down the magazine she was holding, slipped off the bed, and walked towards him as she spoke.
When she was close, Zhan Yin took her hand and said in a low voice, “Let’s shower together.”
“I’ve already showered, I…”
Before Haitong could finish, her husband pulled her into the bathroom.
