Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 842 Want a Child
Downstairs in the living room, Confucianism Zhou's mother and Murong Qian watched TV together, Zhou's father and Murong Zhi chatted about work, and Zhou's old man took Murong Yao to play chess.

"Ah Yao, are you not young this year?" Mr. Zhou asked inexplicably.

Murong Yao made a move, and then replied: "It's already thirty."

"Well, Ling'er is also 28 this year." Mr. Zhou nodded and said,

"Grandpa, what do you want to say?" Murong Yao actually understood what Old Master Zhou meant, but he just pretended not to understand.

"You are so old, don't you plan to have a child? Take advantage of the energy of both parents to take care of it for you. Besides, both of you are working for the country. It is impossible to have no offspring." Zhou The old man frowned and said seriously.

Murong Yao suppressed a smile and nodded, "I know."

"You really know?" Mr. Zhou leaned over to look at him treacherously.

"Yes, grandson-in-law will be there as soon as possible." He nodded with a suppressed smile.

It's not that Murong Yao doesn't want it, but he doesn't know if Ling'er wants to. If Ling'er doesn't want a child, then he will never force her. Being able to be with her for a lifetime is already a gift from heaven, and he dare not ask for it too much.

"what's the topic?"

When Zhou Ling came down from the laundry, he saw the two of them sitting together and chatting very passionately.

Mr. Zhou slapped his chess piece on the chessboard, his face blushing with a smile: "Let's talk about a big business!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Zhou Ling curled his lips, "Don't play too late, how old are you and can you sleep too late? Murong Yao just woke up, and his body can't bear it anymore, so just play for a while."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ling went to Ru Moran's side.

"Ah Yao, Ling'er looks quite incomprehensible when she's outside, but in fact she's very kind, not that she's kind, but she never bullies others, and my granddaughter is very smart, and she's a bit sluggish. .”

Mr. Zhou gradually talked about Zhou Ling's childhood, and Murong Yao suddenly discovered that Zhou Ling was just a mirror of Chen Lingling's. Zhou Ling's character and behavior were the same as Zhou Ling's, there was no difference at all.

He silently thanked God again in his heart.

At eleven o'clock, everyone dispersed, Mr. Zhou quickly blinked at Murong Yao, and then went upstairs pretending to be sleepy.

After the parents and elders returned to the room, Zhou Ling turned off the TV and cleaned the living room before going back to the room with Murong Yao.

As soon as he entered the door, the light was not turned on, Murong Yao put his arms around her waist, picked her up and put her on the bed.

The sudden hug made Zhou Ling stunned for a moment, then patted him with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Let me tell you something." Murong Yao did not let go of her, but nestled in her neck and said.

"Okay, tell me."

"Grandpa told me just now that we are not young anymore and should have a child. I answered a few ambiguous words, just to ask what you mean."

Zhou Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Child?"

In fact, ever since she married Murong Yao, all she wanted was to let him accept her, and she didn't even have time to think about whether to have a child.

Seeing her silence, Murong Yao thought she was unwilling, the smile on the corner of her mouth was bitter, but she also understood.

It would be nice if he could be with Ling'er, why should he expect too much.

"If you don't want to..."

"Who said he didn't want to have children? I worked so hard to marry you, wouldn't having a child tie you even tighter?" Zhou Ling immediately interrupted him, and after finishing speaking, a pair of pink lips fell on the man's mouth .

(End of this chapter)