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Chen Fu became pregnant two years later, when she was twenty-four years old.

When she got married, Chen Fu thought about the child. She didn't want to have a child or didn't want to have a child at that time, and she felt that it would be better to let it go.

Jiang Shutong didn't want it very much, and said that she was still young and would play with her for another two years.

He did what he said, even if he did it, he would not ask her if he could get pregnant.

He is not willing to give birth to a child so hard.

Those two years of life were dull and warm, and the topic of children was not raised for a long time.

It was not until Lin Jialuo and Chen Sihan, who got married later than them, that Chen Fu was thinking about this matter.

That Mid-Autumn Festival, the family reunited at my grandmother.

Jiang Shutong was still parking, and Chen Fuxian entered the door.

When I walked through the yard, I looked up and saw Tan Xiaoke sitting at the door of the north room.

"Xiao Ke." Chen Fu smiled and called him.

Xiao Tanke, who was less than three years old, looked up, his eyes were dark and bright, and when he shouted "Aunt", he felt calm that was inconsistent with his age.

Yu Tong thought this son was boring, but Chen Fu particularly liked his appearance as a little adult.

Chen Fu squatted down, "Where is your parents?"

"Everyone is busy." Chen's mother came out of the house. "His father's machine is in trouble. Her mother received a call from the hospital after a while and rushed back."

Chen Fu nodded and reached out to her nephew: "Can you hug me?"

Classmate Tan Xiaoke glanced at her and shook his head slowly.

Chen Fu: "..."

Chen's mother gloated and said, "I want to hug myself and live."

Chen Fu pulled the corner of her mouth and withdrew her hand, automatically skipped the topic, and walked to the kitchen.

Grandma was stewing pork rib soup, and when she saw her come in, she asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

Uh...no.

She got up too late in the morning and after she was a little hungry, she didn't eat.

My grandmother knew this when she saw this and said angrily: "How many times have you said you have to eat breakfast? You have bad stomachs and can't get back after a long time."

"Actually, I-" Chen Fu scratched her head, "The three meals have been very regular recently."

Because someone is at home lately.

Grandma looked suspicious.

"Really." Chen Fu said, "and my aunt's stomach didn't hurt even when she came two days ago."

Chen Fu doesn’t have dysmenorrhea, but she has a problem with stomachache as soon as she comes.

It was probably the third year of junior high school. When the high school entrance examination was approaching, I had seen Chinese and Western medicine and had a full physical examination, and finally said that it was under great pressure.

Speaking of this, grandma thought of something and suddenly said, "When are you planning to have a child?"

The topic changed too quickly, Chen Fu said, "Ah?"

"What." Grandma stopped working, "I haven't thought about it yet?"

Chen Fu: "——No."

"Don't want it?" Grandma thought she was a child's character and advised: "It's time, and youth can recover quickly."

"Not that." Chen Fu pulled Caiyezi and said in a tangled way: "It's because he doesn't want it, it's too early to say it."

Grandma tasted the soup and it was salty and light, "I think he likes children very much."

As he said that, he signaled out the window.

Chen Fu followed and looked over.

Tan Ke was still sitting at the door of the north room, Jiang Shutong squatted beside him, holding a Lego toy in his hand, patiently teaching something.

The sunlight fell scattered, with a smile on his eyes and soft lines on his side.

"It's exactly the same as the New Year's Eve, it's thirty." Grandma said, "It's at thirty."

“…”

"It's not necessary to ask now. Go back and discuss with him and ask him what he thinks."

Chen Fu nodded thoughtfully.

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When he got home in the evening, Chen Fu took a shower first and took the book to the head of the bed.

Actually, I didn't read a word.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, my mind was filled with scenes of him and Tan Ke getting along during the day.

He probably likes the baby.

Jiang Shutong came out wearing a bathrobe and saw Chen Fu staring blankly at the book in her hand, her eyes were not very focal.

She was a little absent-minded all day long and didn't know what was happening in her heart.

Jiang Shutong lifted the quilt and sat over, "What's wrong?"

Chen Fu looked up at him.

Jiang Shutong gently pulled the book away and threw it aside, kissing her on the tip of her ear.

"Bad mood?"

"No." Chen Fu pulled the quilt upwards and stirred his hands together, "Today—"

Jiang Shu said "Hmm?"

I haven't heard the following for a long time. He stared at her lips for a while and leaned over and kissed her.

Chen Fu obediently hugged his Yueyao.

Jiang Shutong kissed her patiently, and her fingertips opened her sleeping buttons, and wherever she passed, it was hot.

He slightly supported himself and stroked the hair on her cheek to the side, "Did you think?"

That's the question, but she didn't give her a chance to answer.

He has always been focused on doing this, and the person who can make liaobo loses direction in just a few seconds, and Chen Fu is completely soft.

Jiang Shutong took off her sleeping robe and threw it onto the carpet casually, reached out to the bedside table to get the pregnancy-proof condom.

Chen Fu held his hand without thinking much.

Jiang Shutong was stunned for a moment, thinking about her abnormality just now, thinking that she didn't want it.

He stopped and took the person into his arms.

Chen Fu moved, feeling his restraint. He gently stroked his Yue Hungarian, abdomen...

Jiang Shutong groaned, grabbed her troubled hand and pressed it back.

His movements became even more unscrupulous, and Chen Fu couldn't stand it. He saw him open the drawer again and found a little rationality and asked, "Do you want a baby?"

Jiang Shutong stopped and then suddenly realized.

"Is it for this?" he asked.

Chen Fu nodded, "I think you like Xiao Ke very much, and you keep teasing him."

Jiang Shu said together: "It hurts to have a baby."

Chen Fu didn't hear it, and reached out to wrap his hand around his neck, "Do you want it?"

Jiang Shutong pursed her lips and did not answer.

"I'm not afraid of pain." Chen Fu said.

She was most afraid of the pain, and Jiang Shutong didn't believe this.

Chen Fu kissed his throat, "I want the baby, and your baby."

Seeing that he was still a little difficult to decide, Chen Fu bit her lip, "Do you really don't like the baby?"

Tears suddenly appeared in her eyes, and Jiang Shutong didn't even have time to react. The deepest part of her heart, the softest part, was pulled hard, and she wanted to give her everything.

"Okay." He gently wiped her cheek with his fingertips, "Let's give birth to one."

Later that night, it started to rain, and the raindrops hit the glass, making a "crackling" sound.

He changed his posture and asked her several times, from the beginning to the point where he was gentle and uncontrollable. The movements slowed down with the sound of rain outside.

Chen Fu lost the strength to let him mercy, and only heard him in a daze at the last moment, "Just give birth to one."

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To be continued...