Dong Chaoyan didn't have a high fever or a cold. What happened to him? Did he have a stroke on his head?
Dong Chaoyan smiled evilly, his devilish smile was alluring, and kissed Sitian's cheek with a snap, "Lie down, I'll get you some milk to drink."
Sitian was inexplicable. After the two of them took a bath, he was extra gentle. That kind of tenderness oozed from his bones, making Sitian's heart completely soften to the point of her eyes.
She was lying down, and Dong Chaoyan quickly made a glass of milk and gently helped her up, "Xiao Tiantian, come and drink... drink more, and I will serve you vigorously later."
Sitian's face turned red and she looked at Dong Chaoyan confusedly.
If he wants her, he should be very direct. She won't reject him, so why do she do so many tricks?
Dong Chaoyan smiled and fed her little by little, "Be good, drink it, you will feel better in a while."
Si Tian glanced at him and said, "I haven't drunk before and I can still satisfy you, okay?"
"No, wife... Actually, I want more... but I'm afraid you'll be tired, so tonight... we won't take any measures, okay?" Dong Chaoyan blinked and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Sitian was stunned for a moment, then drank the rest of the milk in one breath, "Why?"
Her eyes were shining brightly. When she saw Dong Chaoyan's exposed strong breasts, her heart was beating wildly. She couldn't help but lower her head. She couldn't tell when she had become a lustful woman...
"Create a human being." Dong Chaoyan answered succinctly, then took the empty cup in Sitian's hand, put it on the table, pressed it down, and knocked Sitian down...
Sitian struggled in panic, but Dongchao Yan was like a huge mountain, which made her heart panic and panic. Her blood flowed wildly, and Sitian's mouth began to dry up.
"No...don't be so fast..." Sitian was a little bit dumbfounded. She and he had just started, and she still wanted to wait to see if it was suitable before deciding whether to have children.
But he is so anxious...
"It's not fast. Xiao Che is already five or six years old. How can we not be fast? We started five or six years later than them... Wife, I want a son and I want a daughter!"
Dong Chaoyan's charming face came over and rubbed Sitian's little face gently and ambiguously.
Sitian's face was wiped so hard that it almost bled.
Recalling Xiao Che's clean and beautiful face, Sitian's blood boiled.
"Yes, give birth to a little wife who is as beautiful and cute as Xiao Che!"