The daily life of the old man's favorite wife

Chapter 337 You Feed Me
A helpless sigh came from the phone that notified him, "Zimu, I advise you not to fight against Gu Moming, he is not something you and I can contend with."

Gong Zimu clenched the five fingers of the phone, closing them one by one, his face was bloodless.

Yes!
Gu Moming!
Emperor Capital Pluto!

He is irresistible!

He thought that by grasping his weakness and taking advantage of Yuen Biao's revenge psychology, he would be able to achieve his goal without having to contend against this terrifying man himself.

to have that woman.

However, it now appears that his plan has failed miserably.

The heavy breathing showed his unwillingness.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and hesitantly said, "Zimu, if you must get that woman, why not start from another direction, such as..."

After Gong Zimu listened quietly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Yes!"

……

The ancient castle, inside the main castle.

"vomit--"

Leng Luke took a sip of thin preserved egg porridge, her favorite porridge on weekdays, but now she drank it, an unspeakable fishy smell filled her nose, and she vomited it out again.

"This—what's going on?!"

Her little face turned pale from vomiting, and she clung to Gu Moming's body without strength.

Gu Moming felt distressed, and yelled at the servant, "Bring me a bowl of porridge!"

"Yes! Gu Ye!"

The servant trembled in fright. Sure enough, Gu Ye could only show that kind of tenderness to his wife. To them, he was almost the same as before, as fierce as Hades.

Leng Luke grabbed his big palm and asked suspiciously, "Honey, what's wrong with me? Do you want Lao Yue to come and see?"

She was a little worried, even suspicious... After all, she hadn't had her period for a long time.

Gu Moming turned cold, and comforted her hand, "Don't worry, this is some side effect of the medicine given to you, and it won't be like this when the injury on your leg heals."

"……is that so?"

Leng Lu could hide the disappointment in her eyes. When she was doubting, she felt a little excited in her heart. She also wanted to have a child... But since Gu Moming said so, she should really be thinking too much .

If he was really pregnant, why didn't he tell himself?
Thinking of it this way, she felt a little more at ease, and she also had expectations.

When her leg injury heals, she must have a good talk with him about the child. She wants to have a crystallization of love with him.

Only belong to her and him.

When Elder Yue came in with the medicine himself, he happened to hear what Gu Moming said to Leng Luke. His palms froze, and he instantly understood what he meant, and he didn't tell the truth.

Looking at the black and thick Chinese medicine potion, her face instantly turned into a bitter gourd, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

It hurts to smell it.

Gu Moming touched her little head, and comforted her worriedly, "Baby boy, since you're awake, you can't continue the infusion. Do you know that it's bad for your health? Drinking the medicine obediently is good for your health."

This tone is as soft as coaxing a child.

Old Yue twitched as he listened, Gu Ye was coaxing his wife like a child.

This beautiful face, sexy and pleasant voice, and a magnetic voice so soft that Leng Lu couldn't bear it made her nod irresistibly.

But the medicine was on the verge of mouth, but it was still hard to swallow, Mulu begged, "Grandpa, can we drink the medicine in another way?"

"Change? How do you want to change?" The man looked puzzled.

"You feed me." She tilted her head and looked at him, her bright eyes were full of stars.

(End of this chapter)