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Leng Zhiyuan clearly heard Zhou's mother covering xiaosilian's mouth. Xiaosilian seemed to be puzzled and still faltered and asked, "milk Milk, my mother and Daddy What are you doing... "

"Hush! Don't ask, let's go now Zhou's mother took Zhou sileng's little friend away.

So lengzhiyuan's ears were clean, but she was not good.

Zhou's mother must know what they are doing in the ward. He is still recuperating in the day and night. He doesn't matter, but his mother will think that she seduces him. How can she behave?

"It's all your fault!" Cold kite will kick him from the body.

But the man did not move. He said in an impatient hoarse voice, "it's so troublesome to do something. Give me a rest for a while!"

He pulled the quilt over them

Leng Zhiyuan's consciousness is blurred again, but she thinks of an important thing and quickly reaches out to push him, "Hello, Zhou Yao, you don't seem to have done something No way... "

"It's too late..."

He was lying on her shoulder.

Lengzhiyuan was very angry. She stretched out her hand and pulled his ear. Jiao scolded, "you did it on purpose."

"No

"Sophistry! Usually you can have an hour... "

"I haven't touched you for a long time. I can't control it."

Leng Zhiyuan's small face was burned, and several wisps of hair were entangled in her fragrant cheek and pink neck because of sweat. She was kissing to the red and swollen lips and said, "no, I don't want to be pregnant now I'll go to the drugstore and buy some pregnancy pills later... "

The man on his body lifted up from her pink neck. His eyes were still very red, and the bottom of his eyes was still hot. There was only one button left in the blue and white patient's suit. His strong chest and perfect Mermaid line were at a glance, which made people feel deadly sexy.

"No eating." He ordered, displeased.

Leng Zhiyuan snorted, "but I don't want to be pregnant. I want to accompany Si Leng more..."

"Then you have the heart to kill Si Leng's younger brother and sister?"

"I..." Cold kite language knot, she twisted her eyebrows, people take antipregnant medicine women, nothing strange, but in his mouth said it like she did something heinous.

"When a child is born, we can't afford it."

"But

Zhou Yao leaned down to kiss her beautiful little nose, and then coaxed softly, "daughter-in-law, darling, we will have another one. This time with doctor Zhou, there will be no more danger. When you are nostalgic, I didn't accompany you. This time, I want to make up for my regret. Besides, we will have another child, and we will not be lonely after thinking cold."

Lengzhiyuan's words were blocked. She held out her little hand and held the man's neck. "I don't want to live, I just Not ready... "

"Oh," said Zhou Yao with a low smile. He hugged her tightly. "You don't need to be prepared, because this time I've already made enough preparations."

……

A month passed in a twinkling of an eye. The Spring Festival is coming, and a new year is coming. Tonight is new year's Eve.

In the living room, the father and father of Zhou are playing chess, Zhou Yao and Zhou sileng are playing on the lawn outside, lengzhiyuan and his mother are in the kitchen.

"Mom, is this how dumplings are made?" Leng Zhiyuan hands a small round soup ball that has been kneaded to Zhou's mother.

Zhou's mother was rolling out her face. She took a look at it and praised, "Zhiyuan, yes, that's how you made it. You've done a good job."

Lengzhiyuan smiles, and she kneads several small dumplings.

"Young lady, I put the dumplings you made by yourself into the pot first. It's cold today. The young master is playing outside. You can feed him some first." The cook laughed.

"Good." Cold kite nods.

A bowl of small dumplings will soon be good, cold kite carrying the small bowl out of the door.

Today, the lawn is decorated with red lanterns. The moonlight is bright and bright tonight. There is a small table on the lawn. Zhou Yao is bending down to teach Zhou sileng to shoot.

"Si Leng, the dumplings are ready. Mummy will feed you two."

Zhou Si Leng's little pot friend had a good time playing with a shooting gun in his hand. "Mommy, I'll eat later. I want to shoot. I've hit eight out of ten shots just now, and daddy said I can hit all of them."

Leng Zhiyuan has not thought about what to ask him to do when he grows up. Her son has a son's life, and she has no right to interfere. However, she has no opinion when she sees that Siling likes shooting so much and has talent.

The Zhou family was originally a military and political family. The men of the Zhou family were born in the battlefield.

Leng Zhiyuan squatted down and said, "Si Leng, shoot later. The dumplings are made by mommy herself. If you don't eat, it will be cold soon."

"All right." Zhou sileng puts the gun on the table, and he takes Leng Zhiyuan's hand and takes a bite of tangyuan.

"Delicious?"

"Yes." Zhou sileng nodded, "it's delicious. It's filled with sesame. Mummy is delicious."Lengzhiyuan immediately smiles sweetly. Her son has a sweet mouth and high EQ, which is not like his father at all.

"If it's delicious, eat two more."

Zhou sileng, a small pot friend, did not want to eat six dumplings. He turned and continued to play with his shooting gun.

Lengzhiyuan looks at the dumplings left in the bowl. Who can eat them? Leng Zhiyuan looks at Zhou Yao standing on one side.

The man is standing tall and legs long at the table, his eyes drooping in playing with the shooting bullets on the table.

Cold kite went over, she handed the small bowl to him, "here you are."

Zhou Yao raised his head and looked at the small bowl in her hand. Then he looked at his son beside his leg. He continued to play with the bullets, which means that my son ate the rest, but I didn't.

Leng Zhiyuan directly gave him a kick, "Zhou Yao!"

Zhou Yao turned his head to look at her again. He saw her beautiful and watery gray eyes staring at him half angry and half coquettish. He picked up his sword eyebrow and put down the bullet in his hand.

Instead of speaking, he winked at her.

Leng Zhiyuan knows. He wants her to feed him.

"How old are you?"

Zhou Yao put his hands in his trouser pockets. Today, he was wearing a black V-neck shirt and black casual pants. His body was as straight as a pine in such a cold night. When he heard a woman ask questions, he raised his thin lips and solemnly replied, "32, 33 after the new year."

Cold kite

Zhou Yao saw that she was not willing to wriggle, and he frowned slightly. "Why are you so reluctant? You just fed your son? I want it, too. "

He also means to say, such a big man still compete with his son?

The competition for favors is so justified.

Cold kite helpless, she picked up a small spoon to feed him.

The man is so good. He obediently eats the remaining half bowl of dumplings with her little hands.

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