The family gathered together rarely, and Song's mother was happy. She pulled Wei Xiang and chatted for a while before going to the kitchen to cook in person.

Wei Xianghe stood up, "Mom, I'll go with you."

"No." Song's mother pressed her to her seat again, "I'll make you a sumptuous meal today."

Upon hearing this, Song Chi interrupted, "Then mom, I want to eat..."

"I want to eat and make it myself." Song's mother interrupted him without hesitation, turned her head and smiled and asked Wei Xianghe with a kind look, "Hehe, do you have anything you want to eat? Mom makes it for you."

Wei Xianghe shook his head and smiled, "I'm not picky about food."

Song Chi, who was beside him, felt the deep dislike from his biological mother and protested, "Mom, I am your son, shouldn't you spoil me more?"

"Oh, I don't plan to spoil you anymore." Song's mother was very cold, "It's enough to have peace."

"..." Song Chi was dissatisfied, "Where did you get a daughter-in-law without a son?"

"That's all your function." Song's mother said lightly, turned around and headed towards the kitchen.

Song Chi: “…”

Song's father, who was silently watching, laughed happily, "Take himself humiliation."

Song Chi was so frustrated that he turned to Song Xuecheng for protection, "Grandpa, don't you even want to stand up for me?"

Song Xuecheng was siping tea, and when he heard this, he slowly turned his gaze to him, "I think you are talking more and more. As a man, you must know how to calm down and say something nonstop."

Song Chi deeply felt the malice of this family towards him. Wei Xiang and Wei had lived with him for several months, and they all came here like this. What did people say?

Turning around to Wei Xianghe for comfort, "Wei Xianghe--"

Wei Xianghe kept smiling and quietly watching the quarrels of their family without making any noise to disturb him. Seeing that Song Chi was defeated one after another, he couldn't help laughing.

Song Chi's eyes turned to Wei Xiang and his face, and when he saw her smiling eyebrows, he felt even more aggrieved.

He frowned, his tone of resentment, "Wei Xianghe--"

Wei Xianghe smiled with a soft look at him, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Don't pay attention to him." Song's father said, "He can make what he wants to eat."

Song Chi didn't care and told Wei Xianghe the names of the two dishes.

Wei Xianghe wrote it down, nodded, and asked Song Xuecheng and Song's father again, "Grandpa, dad, do you have anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Song’s father and Song Xuecheng were naturally not as shameless and taken for granted as Song Chi. They told her not to worry about them and just make what they like to eat.

Seeing Wei Xiang and entering the kitchen, Song Xuecheng glared at Song Chi with dissatisfaction, "He is thirty years old, and he is still waiting for others to take care of you, I'm used to you!"

"Oh." Song Chi spread his hands on the back of the sofa, and was extremely proud and confident, "It's Wei Xiang and me who are used to it."

Song Xuecheng choked and became angry. He waved his cane and was about to knock Song Chi, but he quickly avoided it.

"Grandpa, don't do anything randomly. Who will inherit our family's family? "

The cane I could not be beaten, and I was unwilling to let it go like this. Song Xuecheng endured it for a while, glared at him, and shouted with anger, "Go back to you after dinner." The angry boy was so angry that he was out of sight!

Song Chi naturally did not go back after the meal. The next day was Saturday, and they planned to stay here for two nights at the beginning.

They had to rest early when they were tired from work during the day, and Song's father and mother who came back from the plane also had to rest early and the jet lag. After dinner, the whole family gathered together to eat the fruit after meals, and then went back to their rooms.

Shortly after Wei Xiang and entered the bathroom, Song's mother came over with a gift box.

Song Chi took it and looked at it, "Did you give it to me?"

"Go to dream." Song's mother spared no effort to attack him, "bring it to Hehe."

Song Chi: "..." Silently put the gift box aside.

The gifts given to Wei Xianghe must be demolished by her.

I didn't see Wei Xianghe in the room. I guess I was going to take a shower. Song's mother didn't plan to stay any longer and told Song Chi, "Remember to give it to her and don't take it for yourself."

Song Chi didn't know what Song's mother was worried about, "Mom, who do you think of me? Can I still fight with her?"

"Who knows, you're out of your way." Song's mother muttered and looked at him, turned around and walked out. When she thought of something, she turned around and looked at Song Chi with a suspicious look on her face.

Song Chi was stared at her with such eyes and was panicked, "Mom, why are you doing this, you see me like this? I didn't bully Wei Xianghe."

"I don't know you dare not." Song's mother: "I want to ask the child's question, what do you think?"

“…”

"Did you take protective measures?"

"..." Song Chi, "Mom, do you care about this too?"

Song's mother was not angry, "I want to ask you when you will have a child."

Song Chi smiled, sighed, and took over Song's mother's shoulder, and said helplessly, "Mom, this kind of thing comes, and it will come naturally. You are still so young, why are you anxious?"

"You mean I'll let me hold my grandson when I'm so old that I can't walk, right?" Song's mother glared at him, "You can make soy sauce when your dad is as old as you."

"What's so cool about that? My son doesn't need to make soy sauce."

"..." Song's mother was so angry that she couldn't help laughing, but she immediately held her face tighter.

"Don't be sloppy with me. Anyway, your dad and I are waiting to hold my grandson, and your grandfather is also waiting to hold my great-grandson. If you want to be a dad, just work hard. It is not good for women to have a baby late, so you have to think about it."

After Song's mother finished speaking, she went out. Song Chi looked at her back and laughed.

His father was not in a hurry, but they urged him first.

But, the child...

When he thought of having a child, there would be a mini version of Wei Xiang and, or him, or their combination, jumping up and down at home, calling him dad, Wei Xiang and mother in a slight way. His heart couldn't help but feel soft, and a smile was unconsciously drawn to the corners of his lips.

Wei Xianghe felt that Song Chi was a little different from usual tonight. She always kept her eyes on her intentionally or unintentionally, and she didn't dodge at all when she was hit by her eyes. In her obsidian-like pupils, there was a trace of different feelings, and there was a hidden gentleness that was not easy to detect.

She didn't understand why, and only thought that Song Chi had such strange behavior because his parents were happy when they came back.

She didn't want to delay Song Chi to go to bed because she delayed her sleep. She took the time to clean up and lay on the bed. Song Chi said good night and was about to turn off the bedside lamp, Song Chi reached out to stop her movements.

He pulled her hand back, then turned over and pressed her down, covering her body.

"Wei Xianghe." He lowered his eyes and looked at her under him, calling her name.

"Um?"

"Wife."

"Yeah." Wei Xianghe always responded softly, without any impatience.

"Do you want to be a mother?" Song Chi looked a little serious, his voice was low and slightly magnetic. Without Wei Xianghe's response, he paused and asked again, "When will we have children?"

Suddenly, when he heard him mention the child, he said it was impossible to be surprised without a trace. Wei Xiang and he opened their mouths, and it took a while to find their voice, which was a little dry, "Why, suddenly ask this?"

Song Chi pursed his lips and didn't say anything for a moment.

"Do you want a child?" Wei Xianghe looked into his eyes and asked softly.

"Yes." Song Chi pondered and nodded, "I want you to give birth to a baby for me."

"Will you?"

Wei Xianghe did not agree immediately, "Why is this time?" She didn't know why he suddenly wanted a child. Even though the reason was irrelevant, she was always a little curious.

Song Chi looked at her soft face and slowly lowered her head and kissed her.

"It's not just this time," he said.

How long ago did you want a child? It seems a bit far away and he can't remember it anymore. But there is always a deep and ups and downs in his heart. He wants to raise a child of him and Wei Xianghe. It may not be the same. As long as Wei Xianghe gave birth to him, he will raise it well after giving birth.

But he was just thinking about it subconsciously. He had never asked Wei Xianghe if he had the same idea. He couldn't remember when this idea started, but it was certain that it was earlier than before he confessed to Wei Xianghe. Perhaps he thought that whoever mentioned this first would be at a disadvantage in this marriage. He couldn't bear to say it, and never mentioned it. It was unclear whether Wei Xianghe had the same desire for children. Before obtaining her consent, he would not easily let her get pregnant and cause trouble to her, so whenever the two live a married life, he would take safety measures. That was the sense of security that he should give to the woman as a man.

The confession was just announced not long ago. After the confession, the two of them were very busy with work, so they never found an opportunity to mention it. Tonight, Song's mother suddenly asked about the child, and this thought boiled in her heart again. Perhaps it was because she had confirmed her relationship with Wei Xiang and that once this thought emerged, it would be difficult to suppress it.

"I wanted a child a long time ago, but I don't know what you think, and I can't help asking you, so I've been dragging it until now."

"My mother told me tonight that she wanted to hold her grandson. I don't care what she wanted to do, but Wei Xianghe, I want a child too." He looked down at her, his voice a little low, "I want to be a father."

"Will you?"

Wei Xianghe bent the corners of her mouth slightly. She didn't answer immediately, and slowly raised her hand to touch Song Chi's handsome face with clear lines.

"Do you like boys or girls?"

"I like both men and women." Song Chi: "The girl looks like you, and the boy looks like me."

"That's it..." Wei Xiang and his eyebrows bent, their voices softly, "But I can't guarantee who the child looks like. Maybe boys are like me, girls are like you, or maybe eyes are like me, noses are like you, and one child inherits the appearance of both of us at the same time."

"It's okay, I'm happy..." After realizing, Song Chi was stunned, with a restrained joy in his eyes, "You, do you?"

"But I'm not ovulating today." Wei Xianghe's cheeks were filled with light pink.

"Just agree." Song Chi's smile on his face was brilliant. Anyway, he just wanted to get her willing first.

When he looked at Wei Xiang and his eyes, an ambiguous aura surged. Song Chi slowly put away his smile and looked at Wei Xiang and quietly. He turned his head slightly and slowly lowered his head to find Wei Xianghe's lips.

Wei Xiang and his eyes were quick to cover his pressed mouth, reminding him, "Today is not ovulation."

"It's not that I can't enjoy the process of creating a child during the ovulation period? Wei Xianghe, why are you stupid?"
Chapter completed!