Chapter 1050 Didn’t You Also Feed Your Son Just Now?

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Leng Zhiyuan clearly heard Zhou's mother covering Xiao Sileng's mouth. Xiao Sileng seemed puzzled and still asked hesitantly, "Mi...Mi, what is my mommy doing compared with...Dad... "

"Shh! Stop asking, let's go quickly!" Mother Zhou took Zhou Sileng's little friend away.

So Leng Zhiyuan's ears were clear, but her whole body was not well.

Mother Zhou must have known what they were doing in the ward. It was a clear day and he was still recovering from his injuries. It didn't matter to him, but Mother Zhou would definitely think that she had seduced him. How could she behave now?

"It's all your fault!" Leng Zhiyuan was about to kick him off.

But the man didn't move at all. He said in a hoarse voice impatiently, "It's so troublesome to do something, give me a moment to calm down!"

He pulled the quilt over the two of them...

Leng Zhiyuan's consciousness was blurred again, but she remembered an important thing and quickly reached out to push him, "Hey, Zhou Yao, you don't seem to have taken any measures... No..."

Zhou Yao frowned tightly, "It's too late..."

He lay on her fragrant shoulder.

Leng Zhiyuan was so angry that she stretched out her hand to pull his ear and scolded, "You did it on purpose!"

"no."

"Quia! Usually you can spend an hour..."

"I haven't touched you for a long time, I can't control it."

Leng Zhiyuan's little face was on fire, and a few strands of hair were tangled in her cheeks and neck due to sweat. With a charming look, she pouted her red and swollen lips and said, "No, I I don’t want to get pregnant now…I’ll go to the drugstore to buy some pregnancy pills later…”

Before she finished speaking, the man on her body lifted himself up from her pink neck. His eyes were still very red, and there was a burning passion in his eyes that had not subsided. There was only one button left in the blue and white hospital gown. He was strong and strong. Her chest and perfect mermaid line can be seen at a glance, making people feel fatally sexy at a glance.

"Don't eat it," he ordered displeased.

Leng Zhiyuan snorted, "But I don't want to get pregnant. I want to spend more time with Sileng..."

"Then you have the heart to kill Sileng's younger brothers and sisters with your own hands?"

"I..." Leng Zhiyuan finished her sentence and raised her eyebrows. There were many women taking fertility drugs, which was nothing unusual, but when he said it, it sounded like she had done something heinous.

"If the child is born, it's not like we can't afford it."

"But…"

Zhou Yao leaned down and kissed her beautiful little nose, and then coaxed softly, "Daughter-in-law, be good, let's have another baby. This time, with Dr. Zhou here, there will be no more danger. You are still thinking about Sileng." Son, I am not with you. This time I want to make up for the regret. Besides, if we have another child, Sileng will not be alone in the future. "

All Leng Zhiyuan's words were blocked. She stretched out her little hands to hug the man's neck, "It's not that I don't want to give birth, I just... I'm not ready..."

"Ha," Zhou Yao chuckled, and he hugged her tightly, "You don't need to prepare, because I have already made enough preparations this time."

…

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is here, the new year is here, and tonight is New Year's Eve.

The whole family gathered in the Zhou family mansion. Mr. Zhou and Zhou's father were playing chess in the living room, Zhou Yao and Zhou Sireng's friends were playing on the lawn outside, and Leng Zhiyuan and Zhou's mother were in the kitchen.

"Mom, is this how the glutinous rice balls are made?" Leng Zhiyuan handed a small, round glutinous rice ball in her hand to Zhou's mother.

Mother Zhou was rolling out the dough. She took a look and praised, "Zhiyuan, yes, that's how you made it. You did a good job."

Leng Zhiyuan smiled and kneaded several small glutinous rice balls in succession.

"Young Madam, I'll put the glutinous rice balls you made by yourself into the pot first. It's cold today and the young master is playing outside. You feed him a little first." The cook said with a smile.

"Okay." Leng Zhiyuan nodded.

A bowl of small glutinous rice balls was ready quickly, and Leng Zhiyuan walked out of the door holding the small bowl.

Today the lawn is decorated with lights and red lanterns are hung everywhere. The moonlight tonight is also very bright and bright. There is a small table on the lawn, and Zhou Yao is bending down to teach Zhou Sileng's little friend how to shoot.

"Sileng, the glutinous rice balls are ready. Mommy will feed you two."

Zhou Sileng's friend was having a great time playing with the shooting gun in his hand, "Mommy, I'll eat later. I want to shoot. I hit eight out of ten shots just now. Dad said I can hit them all." of."

Leng Zhiyuan hasn't thought about what Sileng will do when he grows up. She has no right to interfere with her son's life, but seeing that Sileng likes shooting so much and has talent, she has no objection.

The Zhou family was originally a military and political family, and the men of the Zhou family were born to live on the battlefield.

Leng Zhiyuan knelt down and said, "Si Leng, we'll shoot later. Mommy made the glutinous rice balls herself. If you don't eat them, they'll get cold soon."

"Okay then." Zhou Sileng's little friend put the gun on the table, and took a bite of the glutinous rice balls against Leng Zhiyuan's hand.

"Is it delicious?"

"Yes." Little friend Zhou Sileng nodded vigorously, "It's delicious. It's stuffed with sesame seeds. Everything Mommy makes is delicious."

Leng Zhiyuan suddenly smiled sweetly. Her son was sweet-tongued and had high emotional intelligence. He was nothing like his father.

"If it's delicious, eat two more."

Little friend Zhou Sileng stopped eating after eating six glutinous rice balls. He turned around and continued to play with his shooting gun.

Leng Zhiyuan glanced at the glutinous rice balls left in the bowl. There were so many left, who should eat them? Leng Zhiyuan looked at Zhou Yao who was standing aside.

The tall and long-legged man was standing by the table, fiddling with the bullets on the table with his eyes downcast.

Leng Zhiyuan walked over and handed the small bowl to him, "Here you go."

Zhou Yao raised his head and glanced at the small bowl in her hand, then glanced at his son beside his legs. He continued to fiddle with the bullets, which meant---I won't eat the leftovers of my son.

Leng Zhiyuan kicked him directly, "Zhou Yao!"

Zhou Yao turned his head to look at her again, and saw her beautiful and watery gray eyes staring at him half-angry and half-coquettishly. He raised his sword eyebrows and put down the bullets in his hand.

He didn't say anything, but winked at her.

Leng Zhiyuan understood that he wanted her to feed him.

"How old are you?"

Zhou Yao put his hands in his trouser pockets. Today he wore a black V-neck sweater and black casual trousers. His body was as tall as a pine tree in such a cold night. Hearing the woman's question, he lifted his thin lips and answered seriously, "32, 33 after the Chinese New Year."

Leng Zhiyuan,...

Zhou Yao saw that she was reluctant, and he frowned slightly, "Why are you so reluctant? Didn't you feed your son just now? I want it too."

He was so embarrassed to say it. He was such a big man and still competed with his son for favor?

He was so confident in competing for favor.

Leng Zhiyuan had no choice but to pick up a small spoon to feed him.

The man was obedient. He obediently took her little hand and ate the half bowl of glutinous rice balls left by little friend Zhou Sireng.