Feng Hao smiled and raised his hand to scrape the bridge of her nose. His voice was mellow and hoarse: "If you don't love me, who else can you love?"
"There are so many, May, grandma, and those unborn children, so many..."
"Hmm! How many unborn ones are there?" Feng Hao reached out and held her on his lap, sitting there with a doting look on his face.
It's a good thing that she doesn't resist giving birth to a child for him.
"How many?" Xia Yucheng blinked, suddenly nestled into his arms, and whispered in his ear, "It depends on how good you are, right?"
"Xia Yucheng, be careful what you say!" His hand pinched her waistline ambiguously and kissed her tenderly.
"Take me back, I want to sleep," she smiled and pushed him and started to cheat.
From the garden to the inner courtyard, Feng Hao held her tightly in his arms. She looked at the moonlight above her head and murmured: "It seems that there has been..."
Feng Hao's expression changed slightly, but without saying anything, he carried her back to the house.
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Xia Yucheng was awakened from her sleep by May's sweet voice and warm embrace.
"Baby, where's daddy?" Xia Yucheng hugged Wuyue and looked at the empty space around her.
"Dad went out to work early in the morning. He had to earn money to support us. It was so hard for him." Wuyue answered with a smile. The mentality of a child is that usually when the parents are away, they go out to work.
Xia Yucheng thought about how hard the man squeezed her last night, and said with a wry smile: "Yes! Dad worked so hard!"
Hey! The child's heart is pure enough.
After washing up and changing clothes, Muzi and Xiao Ai had already laid out their breakfast outside.
Xia Yucheng felt that she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother very well, so she fed May first and then started eating breakfast.
"Mom, Dad said that we will go back to City A after living here for a while. We have your little parrot at home, do you remember? The little parrot and the little parrot?" Wuyue looked at Xia Yucheng and asked.
"Little parrot? Little parrot and little parrot?" Xia Yucheng was surprised, what's the name? So childish?
"Dad gave it to you. You will go and see it. You will definitely like it. You have raised them, and they will remember you. There are also Lightning and Chasing the Wind..." May May especially likes small animals, so she looks very happy.
"What is this? The name sounds like a horse."
"Yes, mom is studious and smart. They are horses. Dad's name is Lightning and he is twelve years old. Mom, yours is called Zhui Feng and he is nine years old. Dad said, when you come back, buy me a group of ponies. Pure British
Blood horse."
"Can you ride a horse?"
Wuyue covered her mouth and laughed shyly: "Dad took me riding, both Lightning and Chasing the Wind, but only with Dad. Dad is very handsome on horseback. Have you seen it?"
"I haven't seen it. Mom and dad will take you horseback riding together when you get back later, okay?"
May's dark and translucent eyes shone with joy and excitement. She jumped up and said loudly: "Of course, Mom, I want a white horse. I like white horses."
Xia Yucheng put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, then hugged her daughter and agreed with a smile: "If May May likes it, Mom will like it."
"Really?"
"of course it's true."
"Then I like brother Yanhui. Mom, when you see him, you will definitely like him first."
Yuyue's serious expression made Xia Yucheng even happier: "Oh? Why do you like brother Yan Hui first?"