Evil King, your vest fell off

855 The Finale 9
Feng Nuanyang stretched out his foot and kicked him, glaring at him: "He's only two months old, you have some common sense as a father, okay?" She couldn't help but cry bitter tears for her son. Being despised by his father, she should love him more in the future.

"My son has to exercise since he was a child..." Ming Qianjue still insisted on that sentence, that hateful face was pressed tightly against his wife's chest, which was an eyesore no matter how you looked at it.

Feng Nuanyang ignored the hostile gaze, looked at his son's cute face, and touched his chest: "Shi Niang said that my body will be able to produce milk next month, and then I can feed the child myself." She didn't take good care of her children at the first mouthful of milk, and felt very guilty. These days, she has been insisting on drinking milk from cows and goats, just hoping to take good care of her body and feed her sons and daughters when they were young. them.

Ming Qianjue glanced over, looking at the obviously enlarged breasts, bulging, flashed through his mind last night, the slippery touch he accidentally touched, her body has been growing ever since she gave birth to a child. After that, it became even softer, comfortable to hold, and not painful to hold.

"Did she say, when can we have intercourse?" Ming Qianjue asked directly, her eyes gleaming green, with a smell of teeth grinding, her eyes were fixed on a certain position.

How could Feng Nuanyang not feel the heat inside? She smiled lightly, and after coaxing her son, she gently put him aside, and then stretched out her hand, and the daughter in Ming Qianjue's arms was in her arms. With a sip on his face, he raised his eyebrows at him: "For your precious daughter, you have to bear with it. I don't have much energy. I'm only responsible for producing milk at the moment. As for..."

She looked down, and even though she was covered by her clothes, she could still see something: "I'm not in good shape, so bear with it as long as you can, if you can't," she deliberately elongated her voice, looking at his face Right hand: "Just make do with it yourself."

Ming Qianjue knew that the girl was angry when she saw the bad-hearted appearance of this girl. After coaxing her daughter, the two children were carried out by the girl.

He hugged Feng Nuanyang directly, forced her onto the bed, and then ate tofu with his arms around her: "My lady, it's not good for a man to be idle for too long. When can we do it?"

Feng Nuanyang tried to avoid his big palm as much as possible, her body twisted badly, but she refused to let him get what he wanted. She stretched out two hands to hold his big palm, and gave him a bitter look: "You men know that you are comfortable, no matter what We women and children are born, so we can't live a good life!"

Ming Qianjue hugged her helplessly. As soon as he entered, he felt the oppression in the room. Sure enough, he had something on his mind. He put his head on her neck and rubbed against her: "Who made you angry again?"

Feng Nuanyang pursed her lips, did not speak, her heart was heavy, Yao Jinling was dead, the girl who used to disguise herself as a man with her, and walked around alleys was dead.

Time passed, but some things became more and more clear in her mind. She had insulted her, and the two of them were unhappy, but at this moment, she found that those carefree days between the two were more precious. She has never helped her with Che's matter, and has been persuading her to give up, but if it really happened to her, would she be willing to give up?
She thought of her past life, her attachment to Xiang Yuchen, in fact, Xiang Yuchen didn't like herself, that was obvious, but she just couldn't see it, by paying for his mother's medical treatment, by investing in his business, Countless people in the middle are not optimistic about them, not because they think that Xiang Yuchen is not good enough for her, but because she is not good enough for that talented Xiang Yuchen.

(End of this chapter)