The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband!-Chapter 137 - : Smelling the Scent of an Affair

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Smelling the Scent of an Affair

But he was exceptionally tender.

There was no roughness, no plundering, each step was extremely gentle, making her gradually lose the ability to resist.

No one could refuse such tenderness…

Lin Qi struggled to reel in her last shred of rationality, “Huo Tingdong… um… don’t do this…”

He became somewhat unfamiliar.

She also became somewhat unfamiliar.

It seemed as though the whole world had changed.

The temperature was also rising rapidly…

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door.

The door was abruptly pushed open.

“Mommy, I’m back!” Accompanied by Momo’s cheerful voice, the two Little Babys announced their return from school.

Huo Tingdong immediately regained his composure, stood up, and let go of Lin Qi.

Lin Qi also sat up from the sofa and pretentiously picked up the papers on the floor.

These past few days, Huo Tingdong had been too busy, and it was the nanny who took care of picking up Momo and Han.

The two little ones, one after the other, frolicked into the living room. Seeing Huo Tingdong and Lin Qi sitting on the sofa, he glanced and his eyes suddenly fell on Lin Qi’s skirt.

Her skirt showed signs of being flipped over, as if something heavy had been pressing on it, naturally lifting it.

One of her legs had not yet been retracted and was half hanging over Huo Tingdong’s leg.

Momo touched his chin, squinted his eyes, and vaguely smelled a hint of an “affair.”

Seeing Momo’s serious expression, Lin Qi grew nervous, “What’s wrong, Momo?”

Han also curiously looked at Momo’s expression, seeing him continuously glaring at Huo Tingdong and Lin Qi, he rolled his eyes and obliviously touched his hair.

Momo said, “Something feels off.”

Lin Qi’s face grew more tense, “What’s wrong?”

Han opened his mouth, smilingly asked, “Aunt Qiqi… are you and Daddy playing… make Little Baby…”

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Before he finished speaking, Momo covered his mouth with a disgusted look, teasingly said, “You help me carry my schoolbag back first.”

After saying that, he threw the schoolbag to Han.

Han, with a schoolbag on his shoulder and another in his arms, hummed affirmatively and walked toward the room.

The nanny carefully followed behind, “Han, let me help you with the schoolbag.”

Han shook his head, “One should take care of their own matters.” This was taught by Momo.

The nanny smiled contentedly, “Han is getting better and better.”

Momo walked up to Lin Qi, glanced out of the corner of his eye at Huo Tingdong, then bent down and straightened Lin Qi’s crumpled skirt.

Lin Qi did not move an inch, watching Momo’s every move, and didn’t dare to breathe loudly.

On the other hand, Huo Tingdong seemed much more composed, his eyes showing no guilt but instead looked calm and collected.

In just a short time, a silent struggle between father and son.

Momo then let down his guard, “Mommy, what would you like to eat tonight? I’ll cook personally.”

Lin Qi said, “I want to eat… Orleans grilled wings.”

Momo responded, “Okay.” Orleans grilled wings are easy, just wash the wings, marinate with the sauce, and cook in an air fryer to perfection.

He had just turned around, and as if defiantly, Huo Tingdong wrapped his arms around Lin Qi’s shoulders, leaned slightly forward, and pecked her lips lightly.

Lin Qi was startled into holding her breath.

Momo, with his back turned, did not see this scene, but Han did.

He had just put the schoolbag in the room, stepped into the living room, and saw Huo Tingdong kiss Lin Qi, his eyes slightly widened, covering his mouth, feeling his whole body emitting pink bubbles.

Momo saw Han continuously staring behind him, he alertly turned back, but Huo Tingdong had returned to his original position, picking up a document in his hand, casually flipping through a page, the other hand gently rubbing his thin lips, as if still savoring the moment, yet wearing a “nothing happened” expression.

Lin Qi’s heart wasn’t as strong, her face slightly blushed, and she had a feeling of guilt like a thief.

This is a provocation…

This must be Tingdong’s provocation.

Momo tried to find a flaw on Tingdong’s face.

But the man lifted his eyes, met his gaze for a moment, with playful, arched eyebrows, “What’s up?”

“Nothing.”

Momo gave him a wary glance before turning around and heading to the kitchen.

Lin Qi turned her head and glared at Huo Tingdong, lowering her voice and asking, “What are you doing?”

Huo Tingdong said, “He seems to dislike seeing me being close to you.”

Lin Qi said, “Um… he gets jealous.”

Huo Tingdong said, “That’s a bad habit.” Saying so, he looked up, the corners of his thin lips curling into a smirk, “But he’ll have to get used to it sooner or later.”

“Get used to what…”

“Get used to me being close to you.”

Lin Qi’s face grew even redder.

She muttered, “Momo is just more reliant on me, that’s all.”

Huo Tingdong corrected her, “It’s not reliance, it’s possessiveness.”

He understood Momo’s possessiveness towards Lin Qi.

After all, for seven years, he and Lin Qi had depended on each other, with deep feelings, deeper than what he and Han had, but the more the possessiveness accumulated, the more it could form an unhealthy dependency.

It’s normal for a boy to depend on Mommy when he’s young, but it can’t go on forever, after all, Momo is already seven years old and needs to learn to be independent.

Han shyly came over and hugged Lin Qi’s neck, cooing, “Aunt Qiqi, I want it too.”

Lin Qi was amused and asked, “Want what?”

“A kiss.” Saying this, he pouted his lips, looking at Lin Qi expectantly.

He saw Tingdong and Lin Qi kissing mouth to mouth, and he wanted it too.

Huo Tingdong said, “Would you like to kiss Daddy instead?”

Han immediately stepped back three feet, covering his mouth, shaking his head suspiciously.

Huo Tingdong asked, “Why? Do you despise Daddy that much?”

Han muttered, “No! It’s weird!” He had no real concept of kissing, but the thought of kissing Daddy mouth to mouth instinctively made him resist.

Huo Tingdong said, “Then you can’t kiss Aunt Qiqi either.”

Han discontentedly asked, “Why?” Why can Daddy do it and I can’t?

“Men and women should not kiss casually.” Knowing Han wouldn’t understand, Tingdong emphasized again, “Boys and girls shouldn’t kiss casually, otherwise, they must take responsibility.”

Han puffed up his chest, hands on his hips, “I’ll take responsibility!”

Lin Qi was both laughing and crying at this.

Tingdong suddenly got serious: “No!”

Han stared back fiercely as well.

Because of Lin Qi, there seemed to be a rift forming between father and son.

Han disdainfully sized up Huo Tingdong with a look that seemed to assess an “enemy.”

But Huo Tingdong, unyielding, reiterated, “No means no.”

Heart of stone!

Han, frustrated, complained to Lin Qi, pointing at Huo Tingdong, pouting his lips very high, “Bad man! Big bad man…” He even refused to call him “Daddy.”

“Don’t be mad, Han.” Lin Qi took him into her arms and kissed his face, “Is it okay if I kiss Han’s face?”

Huo Tingdong, with an unchanged expression, said, “I want one too.” Saying so, right in front of Han, he brazenly brought his handsome face closer.