I got married today

Chapter 816 Two Balloons 'Bang' Dead
"Sit on the other side of the sofa. There are too many people coming and going here. It won't be good if you accidentally bump into you later." Feng Yaqin directed Han Xiaoye to sit on the sofa and poured her a bowl Fish soup came over and put it in front of her.He poured himself another bowl of fish soup, and sat down, "Xiaoye girl, did your little uncle tell you? We are moving soon."

"...He probably mentioned it a bit."

"It's good that he mentioned it to you. I don't even know how to tell you. Not long after you gave birth, you were asked to run around with the child. In my heart... I feel really sorry. "

Feng Yaqin said guiltily.

"I should have let you rest for a while before we go, but..."

"Ah, Mommy, I just gave birth to Jiujiu, and it's not like hemiplegia. It's okay to take two steps. Besides, we don't want to walk to our new home." Han Xiaoye comforted her, "It's just a few steps, I'm fine. I can give birth to Xiaojiu, let alone a few steps."

Feng Yaqin felt better, and nodded her nose reproachfully, "You, you like to talk nonsense when you open your mouth. I think Mu Ye's small mouth is just like yours.

"...He is obviously like a little uncle." Han Xiaoye refused to admit it.

Feng Yaqin looked at her amusedly, and said, "Your little uncle was not like Mu Ye when he was a child. If he was half as lively as Mu Ye, I wouldn't suspect that he has autism."

Autism is still a good way to say it. At first, she doubted that her second child was an idiot.

Otherwise, why would he be more than two years old, almost three years old, and would not even be able to speak.Until her mouth was blistered in anxiety, and when she wanted to take someone abroad to see an expert overnight, the person she thought could not speak had a cold expression on her face, and said a whole sentence to her directly with extremely clear articulation.Only then did she dispel her worries and figured out that it wasn't that he couldn't speak at all, he just didn't want to speak.

Thinking of the past, she felt like her heart was broken.

Now that he is finally looking forward to a grandson, he is not a dull gourd, he is too lively.Just a worrying little ancestor.

Feng Yaqin thought of Fu Zhiyan, Fu Xiaomao, and Fu Xiaojiu in her infancy, her slightly melancholy face stretched out.

Smiling, he brought a bowl of fish soup to Han Xiaoye, picked up a bowl himself, and drank it slowly.Looking at Han Xiaoye again, he asked strangely, "Xiaoye, why don't you drink?"

"No, I'll drink right away."

Han Xiaoye was as generous as he went to justice, and he did it in one go.

Feng Yaqin could see that she didn't want to drink fish soup, and was amused by the tangled expression on her face, "Okay, I won't cook fish soup for you when Xiao Jiu is weaned."

"Really?"

The person who put down the bowl suddenly raised his head with surprise on his face.

Then she realized that she was being too explicit, so she quickly explained.

"It's not that I don't want to drink the soup made by Mummy. It's mainly because I drink it every day for the past few months. I really can't stand it. When I smell that smell, my stomach feels uncomfortable."

"I know, I know, I didn't say that you don't like to drink the soup I made. I have also gone through this stage, girl Xiaoye, listen to my mother, hold on for another two months. It will be fine when the child is weaned, you don't want to drink now. Drink, in the future..." She leaned close to Han Xiaoye's ear and whispered, "After Xiao Jiu is weaned, your **** will sag very badly. Have you ever seen a balloon? Do you know what it looks like when it deflates? That's how it is .”

boom!
Han Xiaoye didn't expect that she would tell him this, the key is that the movers in the house were still walking around, so she was discussing such a private topic in his ear.Even though Han Xiaoye was bold enough, his little face was still flushed red.

My mind unconsciously listened to her words again, and I couldn't help lowering my head to take a quick peek at my breasts, which had grown a lot due to breastfeeding, and then imagined the scene of an avalanche on two small peaks, which suddenly flattened to a flat surface. Immediately stimulated.

"That, Mommy..."

"Huh?" Feng Yaqin's attention has already turned to other places, directing the packing workers, "You guys add a layer of sponge to this, otherwise the things inside will break easily."

"And that, hey! That's right, it's you! Didn't I say it before? Put clothes together, don't put dark clothes and light clothes in the same box, it's the easiest to get stained. "

She took the time to turn around, "Xiaoye girl, what did you tell me to do?"

With a blushing face, Han Xiaoye still couldn't resist the voice in his heart, and whispered, "Well, Mommy, is there any fish soup? I want to drink another bowl."

"Push!"

Feng Yaqin smiled knowingly, and Han Xiaoye blushed even more.

She stood up and picked up the bowl that Han Xiaoye had just used, "There are still more, I'll bring you another bowl."

"Thank you, Mommy."

……

Just because he heard Feng Yaqin's balloon metaphor in the afternoon, Han Xiaoye was listless all day, until Fu Zhiyan came home at night.She was still looking back and forth in front of the mirror.

People say that having a daughter and adopting a mother is true.Although Fu Xiaojiu's skin condition looked bad when she was pregnant with Fu Xiaojiu, but since she started breastfeeding after giving birth, her skin condition is getting better day by day.Not only that, she began to slowly recover without exercising, and she didn't look like a person with two children at all.On the contrary, it seems to grow in reverse, growing back to the state of 18 years old, so tender that it can pinch water.

She looked left and right, up and down, and she was very satisfied with her current state.

Her gaze unconsciously shifted from the collagen-filled face to the tall breasts. The breasts were fine, but she seemed to see two big balloons blowing up in the mirror with a 'bang'.It exploded when it exploded, and the saddest thing was that she also saw the miserable appearance of the two broken balloons hanging on her chest after the explosion.

If her breasts were hanging limply like the two balloons in the mirror, she...

Han Xiaoye couldn't imagine that scene, so he shivered.

Just in time to see a tired man coming out of the shower, she couldn't help but ask, "Little uncle, do you think I look good?"

"..." What the hell is the little rascal doing?

Fu Zhiyan squinted his eagle eyes while wiping his hair, and said flatly, "En."

"What does en mean, is it good-looking or not good-looking?" She seemed to break the casserole and ask the bottom line.

Fu Zhiyan had a big head and asked her back, "What do you think?"

"I think it looks pretty. Don't you think my face looks younger every day since I gave birth to Xiaojiu? Even my skin condition is getting better every day. Even if I don't take care of my skin every day, my skin is still the same as before. It's like a mask, it's moist and tender."

(End of this chapter)