Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 889 Baby, are you sure you want to eat?

What came to my ears was not Yan Zitong's voice, but Rong Si's sullen and questioning voice with a hint of displeasure.

Hearing Rong Si's voice, Yang Lihe was slightly taken aback for a moment, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, and then heard Mo Junbo's voice next to his ear, "Don't use those two words in the future!"

The commanding tone left her no room for negotiation.

Yang Lihe turned his eyes to look at him in a daze, opened his mouth slightly, his expression was a little stiff, and then he raised an ambiguous smile, "Handsome guy, that's your sister!"

Mo Junbo looked at her, and said solemnly, "Sister is just sister, you didn't call me baby."

"..." Yang Lihe was speechless, looking at him with a dull and stiff face, but the smile was full of fun.

On the other end of the phone, Rong Si hung up decisively.

Yan Zitong was currently sleeping on the big soft bed, got up at 03:30 in the morning, and went up the mountain with Yang Lihe to pay respects to the Yang family's parents. When they went down the mountain, they didn't go back to the Yang's house, but went directly to their own villa .

Two months pregnant, no special reaction, no morning sickness or anything, the only change is special lethargy, I always feel like I can’t get enough sleep.

Sitting in the car, she fell asleep again in a daze, and even when she got home, Rong Si got out of the car and went back to the room with her in his arms.

It will be already eight o'clock, the warm sun has risen high, and the thick curtains of the room are drawn, so the room is dim.

Yan Zitong slept comfortably and comfortably, and had no intention of waking up at all.

Because she had already had breakfast when she got up early, Rong Si didn't wake her up for breakfast, but let her sleep well.

Rong Si was sitting on the sofa in the room, with a handbag on his lap, doing something, and glanced at the person on the bed from time to time.Looking at the little man who was sleeping soundly, there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were soft.

Such eyes can only be shown in front of Yan Zitong.Except for her, no matter in front of anyone, his eyes are cold and ruthless, and he doesn't pay attention to any woman.

Only after meeting her, did his cold eyes slowly warm up, falling on her body, unable to move away.It was as if there was a magnet attracting him, and his sight seemed to be embedded in her body, unable to divert.

The person on the bed snorted softly, then habitually moved in that direction, looking for a comfortable position, but unfortunately came to nothing.

He didn't open his eyes, and groped in confusion with his hands under the blanket, but he didn't find a familiar embrace, only an empty space.

She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were sleepy, and her cheeks were even more flushed, like a peach blossom just blooming, gorgeous but soft.Those beautiful eyes, like a clear mountain spring, reflected him.

Rong Si took it and put it on the coffee table in front of him, got up and walked towards her, with a warm smile like spring breeze on his lips, reflecting her like the warm sun, making her soft and soft , When the mood is happy, it is more full of happiness.

She didn't intend to sit up, she was still lying on the bed, when she saw him walking towards her, she stretched out her hands towards him, with a gorgeous and coquettish smile on her face.

He bent over and sat down on the edge of the bed, gave her a warm embrace, held her in his arms, and then kissed her on the lips again, "Are you up?"

Yan Zitong shook his head, with a crooked smile, and continued to say in a coquettish tone, "I'm sorry, lying on the bed is very comfortable. Anyway, there is nothing to do when I get up."

He nodded, "Well, then continue to lie down. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he slightly distanced himself from her by putting his hands on her sides, his warm eyes stared at him warmly, and he could see in his own pupils to each other.

She grinned, her smile was as enchanting and bright as a flower, and the hand wrapped around his neck began to crumble, her fingertips scratched his skin lightly, and there was a faintly visible smile on the corner of her lips. As cunning as a little fox, she exhaled maliciously towards him, "Master Rong, can you give me whatever I want?"

He raised a smile full of indulgence, like the spring breeze blowing over peach blossoms in March, giving people a feeling of being addicted and unable to get rid of themselves.

A cello-like voice sounded in her ears, "Yes."

She smiled, still with a naughty smirk in her smile, looked at him like a female hooligan, and said unhurriedly, "Honey, I want to eat dragon meat!"

After finishing speaking, she blinked her beautiful and juicy eyes playfully at him, flickering, very delicate and lovely.

His sexy thin lips curved into a charming smile, and his eyes full of pampering were also curved into a thin slit, just like that, looking at her meaningfully and intriguingly, and then thinly His lips parted slightly, and he said slowly, "Baby, are you sure? Huh?"

The last word "um" came out of his nasal cavity, with an indelible depth, and the eyes that looked at her were full of darkness and cunning.

The right hand propped on the side of her head caressed her neck, and then moved down bit by bit, slowly, as if preparing for a serious fight.

Yan Zitong shivered uncontrollably, and the hand wrapped around his neck reflexively pressed down on his big palm, grabbing him through the quilt to prevent him from continuing to do bad things.

The smile on his face was a little dry, and he smiled "hehehe" at him, "I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat."

He provoked an unfathomable smile, and said unhurriedly, "That can't be done, I don't want to starve my little boy. It's so rare for you to ask me once, if I don't satisfy you, it's too unjustifiable Exactly. This request, for me, is another small request that cannot be smaller, so..."

He was unbuttoning his shirt while talking, his movements were slow and not elegant, but in Yan Zitong's eyes, there was a feeling that he was full of dangerous information.

"Well," she felt like she was digging a hole and jumping by herself again.

She raised a flattering and flattering smile at him again, and said cheerfully, "My husband, I suddenly want to eat porridge with steamed buns again. Do we have it at home? If not, you can make it for me. My stomach I’m so hungry, I’m so hungry that I have no strength left!”

After finishing speaking, she looked at him with a pitiful face, and almost burst out two tears.

He stretched out his hand to gently pinch her cheek and hugged her directly.

"Ah!" Yan Zitong exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)