Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire Chapter 1318 - Good morning, my dearest hubby!

Chapter 1318: Good morning, my dearest hubby!

This time, he could finally see that the two were actually not totally unlike him.
If one looked closely, these two children resembled him slightly.
In fact, An An’s eyes resembled Ji Ziming’s mother a little.
Mom will be very happy if she sees…
As he thought of this, he could not help but reveal a light smile.
“Daddy, I want kisses! Kisses! Give Ran Ran a good-morning kiss!”
Spotting the gentle smile on his face, his daughter looked at him with bright eyes and slightly pink cheeks.
She looked so adorable and shy.
Seeing how cutely she was asking him for a kiss, even the iceberg-like Ji Ziming became a daughter’s slave right this instant.
He bent down and carried her up before gently planting a kiss on her cheek.
Peck!
The little child’s cheeks instantly burned, as though scalded by hot water, causing them to like twin red apples.
Mwah!
Before Ji Ziming could put her down, she had already swooped in and given his cheek a peck, too.
“I’ll also give daddy a good-morning kiss!” she shyly muttered.
With a smile, he put her down.
Just as he moved to hurry the woman out of bed, he caught sight of his son, who had a stoic face, gazing at him with anticipation.
Pausing, he scooped him up and gave him a morning kiss, too.
The sudden morning kiss made the boy widen his dark and glittery eyes.
His face did not turn as red as an apple, but his ears did turn a deep shade of red as if it were about to bleed.
Noting this, the man became certain that this was his son!
After putting him down, he quickly spotted Pei Ge, who was still lying in bed, looking at him with teasing in her eyes.
Her beautiful face seemed to be telling him, ‘Wow! Didn’t expect for an annoying fellow like you to have this side!’
“Cough!”
He lightly coughed and put up a straight face, saying, “Get up. It’s time for breakfast. I’m almost done preparing it.”
She could not help bursting into laughter when she saw the pink apron he was wearing while saying this.
“Ha ha! Okay, my dearest househusband!”
She got out of bed while speaking, and as if enveloped by golden light, her sparkle made the man’s heartbeat involuntarily accelerate.
While he was still dazed, she walked toward him, tiptoed, with her arms going around his neck, and gave this block of ice for a man a good-morning kiss.
Her red lips gently pressed against his.
“Good morning, my dearest…”
This scene, which was imagined for many years, finally became reality today.
Good morning, my dearest hubby!