Chapter 1972 Feng Clan: I don't want anyone except you!
The corner of Di Wuya's mouth curled up, and a smile appeared on his face that could make all living beings eclipse.
He raised his big palm and gently rubbed the little head in his arms: "How do you want me to compensate my husband?"
Feng Jiuer shook his head, trying to break away from the palm covering his head, and kept rubbing his forehead in the man's arms.
Emperor Wuya remained silent, but his expression became more and more joyful.
The little head couldn't struggle and finally stopped.
"What do you want?
I can accompany you!"
Feng Jiuer buried her face in the man's chest and couldn't speak very clearly.
She blinked, but there was no reply, so she stepped back and raised her head.
"I said that I am ready at any time. Why is Uncle Nine Emperors hesitant again?"
Feng Jiuer thought of something and pursed her lips, looking aggrieved.
"You said, if you weren't so old-fashioned, our children would have called daddy a long time ago."
"In the end, it's still so much slower than Qiao Mu. What a loss!"
"Not a loss!"
Di Wuya held the back of Feng Jiu'er's head, leaned over, and kissed her muttered lips.
His trembling thin lips left her pink lips, and his eyes looked at her more seriously than ever.
"Except for you, I don't want anyone!"
Feng Jiuer looked into his deep eyes for a while and frowned.
"You mean... we don't want our children anymore?"
"Um."
Di Wuya nodded and responded without hesitation.
Feng Jiuer frowned deeper and pushed one hand towards his chest.
Di Wuya bent his arm and did not give her a chance to leave.
Feng Jiuer looked at him, took a deep breath, and asked seriously: "Is it because of Qiao Mu?"
"Uncle Nine Emperors is worried that I will have difficulty giving birth and leave you, so you would rather not have children?"
Di Wuya closed his eyes and gently held Feng Jiuer in his arms.
He didn't answer Feng Jiu'er's question, but he already gave her the answer.
Feng Jiuer pursed her thin lips lightly, feeling the strong love the man gave her, and her emotions gradually calmed down.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, don't worry, I won't be willing to leave you."
As for the problem of children, just let nature take its course.
If she can give birth, she will give birth.
Before Xiao Xiaojiang, Feng Jiuer didn't know that besides being a wife, she also wanted to be a mother.
"Knock knock..." The door of the wing room was knocked by someone from outside.
Feng Jiuer sat up straight and turned around.
"Come in."
She threw out two words, hugged God's boundless arms, and left his arms.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let's eat first, and I will take you to a good place later."
"good."
Di Wuya still rubbed Feng Jiuer's head.
Even if they both sit down, the little girl is still much shorter than him.
Long Twelve pushed the door open and walked in.
"Your Majesty, Miss Jiu'er, here are some appetizers, please try them."
He knelt in front of the low table and took out the delicacies on the tray one by one.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let me tell you."
I don't know when, Feng Jiuer already had a pair of chopsticks in her hand.
"Long Twelve is a genius in the culinary world. Even if it is only a small peanut, he has made a soul out of it."
Feng Jiuer picked up a piece of peanut, knelt down, and brought it to Di Wuya's lips.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, try it."
Long Twelve glanced at our two masters, lowered his head, took the tray, and stood up.
"Miss Jiu'er, I'm going to prepare other things. Please wait a moment."
"Okay."
Feng Jiuer fed Di Wuya a peanut, then he lay down on the low table and picked up one too.
"It's delicious! The food made by Long Twelve is even more delicious than the best meal I have ever had in Beimu Country."
This chapter has been completed!
