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Chapter 1861

Nowadays, Song Rongshi is really not afraid of boiling water.

"How about... I'll give birth tonight." Song Rongshi came over with a playful smile.

"You are born with a head."

Lin Fanyue quickly hugged the child and ran away.

"If you don't want to give birth, I won't give birth. I'm going to take a shower."

After Song Rongshi teased her until her face turned red, she went to take a shower in a good mood.

After washing, Lin Fanyue turned off the lights and prepared to go to sleep.

However, Yueyue was not the kind of person who would sleep with her mother obediently. After a while, she cried without being held.

Lin Fanyue hugged and coaxed her for a while, then her eyelids started to tremble.

I really want to sleep. I haven't had much rest after a busy day today.

"I'll hold you while you rest." After bathing, Song Rong came over with a fresh scent and stretched out her arms.

Looking over, Song Rongshi's slightly curly short hair was a bit messy, but it made him look like a delicate face with red lips and white teeth. He was as beautiful as the peach blossoms in March, especially the thin lips, which were darker than those of a girl.

Even better looking.

Even if I face this face every day.

Lin Fanyue was still in a daze.

"What are you looking at? Am I too pretty?" Song Rongshi saw her looking at him intently, and her thin lips curled up proudly.

"Yes, you are good-looking." Lin Fanyue nodded, "A man is more beautiful than a woman. I am even jealous of your appearance."

"..."

Song Rongshi choked, and it took him a while before he found his voice, "Actually, you don't have to be jealous of my appearance. It's your blessing to have someone as good-looking as me."

Lin Fanyue smiled deliberately and said: "Maybe you are so beautiful that I can't even think of you as the opposite sex, do you understand?"

"..."

Too cruel.

This woman has a poisonous mouth.

Song Rongshi hugged Yueyue with a dark face and said coldly: "Go to sleep."

Yueyue is a night owl and usually goes to bed at one or two in the morning. Lin Fanyue felt a little sorry when she saw this, "How about... I'll do it."

"Forget it," Song Rongshi said angrily, "I'm not as good-looking as I am. If I stay up all night again, I won't be as good as me. I do this because I hope there will be less jealousy between husband and wife.

A little more sincerity.”

"......hehe."

Lin Fanyue was so angry that she couldn't bear to pay attention to him.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have felt sorry for him just now for staying up late with the child every night.

Wait, feel bad?

That didn't exist, she just felt a little sorry.

Sure enough, women should not be soft-hearted.

In less than two minutes, Song Rongshi heard her even breathing.

Song Rongshi whispered to Yueyue: "Baby, your mother is just a little pig, she fell asleep so quickly..."

"Bang" the words didn't finish.

A pillow hit his head.

"You are the pig." Lin Fanyue scolded angrily.

Song Rongshi was embarrassed, "Aren't you asleep?"

"Maybe it's because I'm not a pig, so I don't fall asleep so quickly." Lin Fanyue said sarcastically.

Song Rong immediately didn't dare to say a word, only Yueyue remained silly and happy in his arms.

Later, Lin Fanyue really fell asleep, but not long after, she woke up again, woken up by chest pain.

The milk is not discharged, it feels like a stone and it hurts.

But she didn't dare to move because Yueyue fell asleep and Song Rongshi was lying next to her again.

She didn't know how long it took, but she felt Song Rongshi slowly approaching her, and one hand slowly unbuttoned her sleep buttons.

Her heartbeat quickened.


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