"You mean, as long as I am filial to them in the future, it will be fine?" Nangong Aoyue asked with a heartbeat.
"That's for sure. Being filial to your parents-in-law is what a daughter-in-law should do. But the most important task of a daughter-in-law is not just this one!" Zhuo Yifan reminded with a smile.
"What else?" Nangong Aoyue was stunned upon hearing this and asked subconsciously.
"Of course it is to carry on the family line. When did you give birth to a big fat boy for me? If you can carry on the family line and spread the branches and leaves of the Zhuo family, that is the best gift for them!" Zhuo Yifan then laughed and said
.It’s also embarrassing for Nangong Aoyue. If this simple-minded woman thinks of this, I’m afraid it’s impossible not to point it out directly!
When Nangong Aoyue heard this, her pretty face turned red. Even if she had no experience with this kind of thing, she understood what Zhuo Yifan meant at this time. Giving birth to a child, uh... isn't it a little faster to say this now?
"Now, do you still want to give my parents a gift? Apart from grandchildren, there is probably no gift that can really catch their fancy!" Zhuo Yifan reminded Nangong Aoyue with a condescending look on his face.
"I hate it, I won't tell you anymore. You just know how to bully me!" Nangong Aoyue said with a blushing face, and sat directly on the big bed, pulled the quilt on one side and covered herself.
"You are my wife. It's too late for me to love you, so how can I bully you?" Zhuo Yifan sat down beside her, dumbfounded, and pinched Nangong Aoyue's little hand with a serious look on his face.
"Hurry up and take a shower." Nangong Aoyue shrank her little hands shyly, gave Zhuo Yifan a charming look, and then urged.
"Okay!" Zhuo Yifan was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly took off his clothes, wearing only a pair of underwear, and rushed directly into the bathroom. Nangong Aoyue was already ashamed when she saw this scene.
Do you want to have a child? He has so many women, and it seems that only the eldest lady of the Xia family named Xia Yun gave him a son. Then why didn't Song Zixin and the others give him a child? Nangong Aoyue was thinking wildly in her heart.
It is inevitable that some people will worry about gains and losses.
Zhuo Yifan's bathing speed was not unpleasant. He really left in a hurry and came in a hurry. Seeing him rushing out of the bathroom wearing only a bath towel, Nangong Aoyue felt nervous and shy at the same time.
It also feels a little funny. Are you really so impatient?
"My dear wife, I'm here!" Zhuo Yifan excitedly pulled away the quilt and got directly into the bed.
Nangong Aoyue only felt that a big hand had hugged Liu's waist. Her whole body suddenly trembled, and then she fell directly into Zhuo Yifan's broad arms. It has to be said that Zhuo Yifan's chest can indeed give
She feels safe.
But this sense of security was only temporary. What followed was a kind of extreme nervousness, because Zhuo Yifan's big hands were restlessly caressing her soft and delicate body.
Nangong Aoyue felt her breathing quicken, not to mention how nervous she was.
"Aoyue, are you really ready?" Zhuo Yifan's soft voice came into Nangong Aoyue's ears. It seemed to be asking, but also seemed to have a warning.
This man, at this time, still asks himself such a question? Is he sincerely embarrassing himself? Under Nangong Aoyue's shyness, her soft and boneless hands were ruthlessly pressed on the soft flesh of Zhuo Yifan's waist.