1389. Chapter 1389 He doesn't want her to work too hard
When Luo Qin told her that the chance of her getting pregnant was only one in 10,000, she thought she had been sentenced to death and was discouraged several times.
When she knew she had a baby, she was ecstatic and felt that her love with Dongfang Xing was truly perfect.
And their home is truly complete.
She really felt that she had no regrets in this life.
He was left out, and her smile was only for that brat.
Seeing him buried in the chest of the person he loved the most, occupying the place he loved most, he couldn't help but feel jealous, that was his exclusive place.
Dongfang Xing's fists were clenched and unclenched, and then loosened and clenched tightly, hating...
Feeling two fierce but aggrieved eyes, Xia Houhuan'er looked up and saw the super dissatisfied look on his face. She couldn't help but laugh: "Husband, don't be like this."
"Humph, you only have him in your heart." Dongfang Xing snorted coldly and turned his face away coolly.
Tsk tsk, this is breaking the jealousy jar.
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out a hand, held his wrist, faced his back, and said softly and affectionately: "Husband, I love you!"
Dongfang Xing's body suddenly froze, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he slowly turned around, but still said rudely: "Humph, don't think that if you say this, I will forgive the brat who only takes advantage of you.
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"I'm a little cold, why don't you hug me?" Xia Houhuan'er seemed to have not heard what he said, she just blinked her innocent eyes and said pitifully.
After hearing her words, all the resentment disappeared instantly. Dongfang Xing sat beside the bed and immediately stretched out his strong arms to hold her in his arms.
The corners of Xiahou Huan'er's lips rose. It was really too easy to deal with this man.
Dongfang Xing lowered his head to her ear and said with a sigh: "My wife, thank you for your hard work."
Xiahou Huan'er leaned on his solid embrace, looked at Little Bao'er who was eating happily, smiled and shook her head and said, "It's not hard."
As long as she could see the baby's smiling face, no matter how much pain she endured, she would forget about it. At this moment, she would only feel the slow joy and happiness in her heart.
"Wife, I love you." His deep voice whispered in her ear.
Her smile became even brighter and she gently replied: "I love you too."
He kissed the side of her face, remained silent for a while, and said, "Honey, we won't have any more children in the future."
He didn't want to see her in such pain again, nor did he want to take the slightest risk of losing her.
The smile on Xiahou Huan'er's face froze and she said, "Why don't you give birth? I still want a daughter. Don't you want a daughter?"
Is one son enough?
Of course he wanted a daughter, a daughter as lively and lovely as her, he wanted it even in his dreams, but he didn't want her to work too hard.
He was silent for a while and said firmly: "If children want good health and good education, one is enough."
Xiahou Huan'er looked sideways at him and said with a half-smile: "Master Xing, this is not like your character." Back then, in the twenty-sixth century, he was going crazy wanting a child, but now
To actually say that one is enough is really unbelievable.
Dongfang Xing's handsome face showed a hint of astonishment, and he fell silent, hugging her tightly, enjoying the tranquility of rebirth after the disaster.
After the baby was full again, he finally fell asleep tiredly.
Xiahou Huan'er was worried that something might happen to him, so she didn't let the nurse take him to the baby room, but asked him to stay with her.
