"Mommy!" Yiyi appeared at the door of the room, only to see Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan lying on the bed hugging each other.
"Mommy, I'm hungry!" Yiyi blinked her bright black eyes and said with a flat mouth.
"Okay, Yiyi, mommy will take you to dinner." Ling Yanyan was still hugged tightly by Feng Zhiming, unable to move.
Feng Zhiming frowned slightly, "Yiyi, go to the living room and wait."
Ling Yanyan's face was red to her ears, but he still didn't want to let go.
Yiyi walked out of the room, Feng Zhiming had a stinky face, "Yanyan, the first place in your heart must be me!"
He regretted it. He regretted taking Yiyi over. He was very unhappy when he saw Ling Yanyan focusing on Yiyi.
"You are not even jealous of Yiyi, are you?" Ling Yanyan twisted her body, trying to get away from him.
Feng Zhiming had a cold face and sat up, letting her sit astride his waist, while he thrust deeper.
"No, Yiyi is waiting outside!" When she thought of what her daughter saw when she came in just now, she wanted to find a hole in the ground.
"Look at me!" Seeing her eyes closed, Feng Zhiming shouted to her unhappily and continued his movements.
Ling Yanyan leaned weakly on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"Tired?" Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly and kissed the sweat from her forehead.
Ling Yanyan closed her eyes and nodded. Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked into the bathroom, washing away their fatigue.
"Brother Hanghang, will Mommy give me a baby sister?" He asked curiously while sitting on the sofa, eating the potato chips handed by Yuhang.
Yuhang continued to hand over the potato chips, "You have to ask Aunt Yanyan and dad. Maybe it's a younger brother."
"I just want to be a sister." Yiyi took another sip of milk and was thinking.
"Isn't it good to be my sister?" Yuhang looked at Yiyi who was eating with gusto.
Yiyi nodded, "Of course! I like to be with Brother Hanghang the most." Her little hand pulled on his arm, and she opened her mouth to eat the potato chips handed over by Yuhang.
At this time, the door to the master bedroom, which had been closed, was finally opened.
Feng Zhiming wore a gray and white pinstriped shirt and a pair of black trousers, while Ling Yanyan on the side put on an aqua knee-length gauze skirt.
Feng Zhiming picked up Yiyi, Ling Yanyan led Yuhang out of the apartment, and the four of them drove to the restaurant.
In the elegant restaurant, the four of them sat on either side of the table. Feng Zhiming handed his daughter a glass of milk, and Yiyi took a sip.
"Mommy, are you going to give me a younger brother and younger sister?" Yiyi looked at Ling Yanyan opposite and asked innocently.
"Ahem..." Ling Yanyan choked on the water she just drank.
Feng Zhiming walked around the table and patted her back, "Are you okay?" With a smile on his face, Yiyi's words might have frightened her.
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "It's okay, it's okay."
"Mommy, I guessed it right!" Yiyi continued, "Brother Hanghang, do you think I guessed it right?" As she spoke, she didn't forget to wink at Yuhang.
Yuhang smiled and nodded, but Ling Yanyan's face turned pale.
"Ling Ruoyi! Eat quickly! Children, don't talk too much about adults' matters." Ling Yanyan said to her seriously.
"Woo, mommy is so cruel." Yiyi flattened her mouth, looking like she was about to cry.
Yuhang held her hand and said, "Yiyi, let's go, I'll take you to play."
"Why are you so sensitive when it comes to children? Huh? Are you hiding something from me?" Feng Zhiming stared at her with his deep eyes.
Ling Yanyan raised her eyes and looked at him, "No!" How could she tell him that she was taking birth control pills because she couldn't have children.
"It's best not to have any!" Feng Zhiming's smile deepened, all her emotions were written on her face, how could he not understand?
Ling Yanyan was obviously extremely nervous, but she still refused to admit it.
After finishing dinner and coming out of the restaurant, Feng Zhiming held Yiyi and walked in front, "Yiyi, do you like me?"
Yiyi nodded vigorously, "I like it!"
"Then can I be your daddy?" Feng Zhiming asked her seriously.
"Really?" Yiyi's eyes were wide open, with an expression of disbelief.
"Daddy!" Yiyi finally called out the name she had always wanted to call.
Ling Yanyan heard Yiyi call daddy from behind and froze in place in surprise.
After returning to the apartment, the two children were already asleep. Ling Yanyan covered them with quilts, turned off the lights, and walked out of the room.
As soon as she entered the room, Feng Zhiming grabbed her and said, "Yanyan!" He hugged her tightly in his arms.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yanyan buried her face in his chest.
"Are we meeting Yiyi's little request?" Feng Zhiming whispered in her ear.
Ling Yanyan lowered her head, "What does she want?"
"Don't you know? Then let me tell you, of course I will give her a brother or sister!" Feng Zhiming opened his mouth and bit her small earlobe.
Does he really think so? Does he really want a child? What should she do? If he can't recover his memory for the rest of his life, what should she do? Will she have another child without a father?
Ling Yanyan didn't speak, she just leaned in his arms quietly, enjoying his tenderness.
The night was dark. Ling Yanyan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a white nightgown. After a long while, she turned her head and looked at the glass water glass and medicine bottle on the dressing table. She picked up the water glass and poured out a glass of water from the bottle.
Take the pills with water.
Putting the white medicine bottle back into the bag, he turned and walked to the big bed, lay down beside him, and touched his handsome face with his little hand, "I'm sorry! I'm not ready to have a child now, I'm really sorry! Forgive me,
You must forgive me!" Two lines of tears slid down his face and wet his chest.
She buried her face into his generous chest and wrapped her small hands around his waist. His breath, his embrace, and his warmth were what she wanted to possess for the rest of her life.
Feng Zhiming opened his eyes, looked at Ling Yanyan who was crying in front of his chest, and sighed in his heart.
Her tears made him feel distressed and helpless, so he could only hold her tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his own bones and blood.
Ling Yanyan felt his arms hugging her tightly, wiped away the tears on her face, raised her head and looked into his eyes, "You're awake."
"Why are you crying?" His big hand gently touched her face, wiping away the undried tears.
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "How could I cry?" When did he wake up? Did he hear what she just said?
"Then what is this?" Feng Zhiming pointed to the wet patch on his chest.
Ling Yanyan remained silent, which was evidence of Chi Guoguo.
"Why don't you speak? Don't tell me, this is your saliva." Feng Zhiming frowned and looked at her.
"No!" Fortunately he could think of it!
Feng Zhiming let her head rest on his arm, "Don't cry anymore, you hear me! As long as I'm here, I just want to make you laugh."
No matter what she was hiding in her heart, she could not shed tears! Her tears were like a knife, cutting through his heart.
"Huh? Did you hear that?" Feng Zhiming asked her again.
Ling Yanyan nodded vigorously, "Yes, I agree."
As long as he is around, she will not shed tears or cry, and will leave her most beautiful smile to him.
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