Violet turned her head and gave the man a blank look, "You scared me to death."
The man grunted cheekily and lowered his head to nibble on the back of her neck.
He didn't nibble too hard, so Violet didn't feel any pain, just an itch.
She couldn't help but scowl, "Okay, get off me, I'm still in the shower."
Stanley released her neck and approached her ear, saying in a hoarse voice, "Go ahead."
There was no conflict between washing and kissing.
Violet rolled her eyes, "How can I concentrate on washing when you're sticky here?"
Hearing that, Stanley paused, dropping his eyelids as if he was thinking about her words.
After a couple of seconds, he removed the showerhead from her head, "I'll wash you so you don't have to worry about distractions."
"......" Violet was speechless, good-natured and amused, "So you don't want to go out?"
Stanley was noncommittal, "It’s been a long time and I miss you."
Violet looked at him and actually saw a bit of eager in his eyes.
She rubbed her forehead with a smile, "I'd love to spend some time with you, but I'm pregnant now, so I can't, or ...... Why don't you work it out for yourself?"
She'd just have to let him work it out for himself, for she could not let him find aother woman.
Stanley's eyes flashed slightly, "You help me."
"......" When Violet was just about to refuse, she saw the anticipation in his eyes.
At once, she couldn't say anything else.
She did owe him a bit, for she could not have sex with him now.
So never mind, she would help.
Having worked through her thoughts, Violet took a deep breath, reached out her hand, and pulled the strap around the man's waist.
The man's eyes lit up instantly.
After an unknown amount of time, Violet shook her sore, aching wrists and looked at the man sulkily, "I'm exhausted, and you took a long time."
The man laughed softly, "Don't you like it?"
Violet choked for a moment, having no more words to say.
Well, she kind of liked it during sex.
She couldn't help but blush at the thought, then coughed lightly and nudged the man, "Alright, you're done, get out, I have to take a shower."
"I'll wash with you." Stanley was clingy and still refused to go out.
The corners of Violet's mouth twitched and she didn't bother to care anymore, letting him go.
The bath that could originally be finished in half an hour, after having him in there, it took two hours before they went out.
Violet laid down on the bed tiredly, not wanting to move again.
In the end, her hair was dried by Stanley.
And she had gradually fallen asleep during his hair blow-drying.
Stanley looked at her sleeping face, his eyes so gentle.
Afterwards, he turned off the hair dryer and bent down, kissed Violet on her forehead and covered her with the blanket, "Good night."
Violet's mouth twitched as if in response.
Stanley chuckled, put the blow dryer aside, turned off the light, and took her into his arms.
The next day, after breakfast, the family of four headed out for a day of fun outside.
Since Violet didn't have to compete today, Stanley didn't have to be busy with work, and the two kids didn't have to go to school, so time was available.
The two kids were overjoyed and were excitedly chattering in the car about where and what they were going to do.
Finally the two kids decided on the first stop, which was the square, to feed the pigeons.
Stanley's brow even furrowed, clearly he did not want to be there.
It seemed to him that those pigeons were dirty, pooping everywhere, excrement all over the ground, and maybe when they flew in the sky, they pooped down from the air and landed on their bodies.
Still, seeing the expectant looks of his two children, he did not refuse.
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