My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Leng Zhiyu clearly heard that Mother Zhou covered Xiao Si cold's mouth, Xiao Si cold seemed very puzzled, and still asked, "Milk ... milk, my mum compares with ... daddy ... what are you doing ..." "

"Shh! Don't ask, let's go quickly!" Zhou mother took Zhou Siliang's little pot friend away.

So Lonely's ears were clear, but she was all bad.

Mother Zhou must know what they are doing in the ward. This is a blue sky, and he is still recovering. He doesn't matter, but she must think that she seduced him. How can she be a man now?

"I blame you!" Leng Zhiyu kicked him off his body.

But the man didn't move, he said impatiently, "It's so troublesome to do something, I'll stop for a while!"

He pulled the quilt over the two ...

Leng Zhiyu's consciousness was blurred again, but she remembered an important thing and quickly reached out and pushed him, "Hey, Zhou Yao, you seem to have done nothing ... no ..."

Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows tightly, "It's too late ..."

He lay on her incense shoulder.

The cold kite was so angry that she reached out and tore his ears, and retorted, "You did it on purpose!"

"No."

"Squibble! You usually have an hour ..."

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

Lian Zhiyu's little face was burnt, and a few strands of hair were entangled in her cheeks and pink neck because of sweat, and she was charming, she mumbled and was kissed to the red and swollen lips and said, "No, I I don't want to get pregnant now ... I'll go to the pharmacy and buy some pregnancy pills ... "

The words were not over. The man on her body stood up from her pink neck. His eyes were still very red, and there was no enthusiasm in the bottom of his eyes. There was only one button left in the blue and white hospital clothes. He was strong. A clear view of the chest and perfect mermaid line makes people feel fatal **** at first glance.

"No food," he commanded displeasedly.

Leng Zhiyu snorted. "But I don't want to get pregnant. I want to accompany Si Leng ..."

"Then you have the heart to kill Si Leng's brother and sister yourself?"

"I ..." The knot of cold kite, she raised her eyebrows. There are many women taking pregnancy-preventing pills. It's no surprise, but speaking in his mouth is like she did something unforgiving.

"Children are born and we are not able to afford them."

"but…"

Zhou Yao leaned down and kissed her beautiful little nose, and then softly coaxed, "Daughter-in-law, obedient, let's regenerate one, this time with Dr. Zhou, there will be no more danger, you will think cold I'm not with you. I want to make up for this regret this time. Besides, we will have another child, and Si Leng will not be alone. "

All of Leng Zhiyu's words were blocked. She reached out her hand and hugged the man's neck. "I don't want to give birth, I just ... I'm not ready ..."

"Oh," Zhou Yao chuckled, and he hugged her tightly. "You don't need to prepare, because this time I've been fully prepared."

...

A month passed in a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival has arrived, and a new year has come. Tonight is the thirtieth year of the New Year.

The whole family gathered in the Zhou's mansion. In the living room, Grandpa Zhou and Father Zhou were playing chess, Zhou Yao and Zhou Silian were playing on the lawn outside, and Cold Kite and Zhou Mother were in the kitchen.

"Mom, is this the way to make dumplings?" Leng Zhiyu passed a kneaded round dumpling to Zhou's mother.

Mother Zhou rolled her noodles, she glanced and praised, "Yi, yes, this is how you do it, you are doing well."

Leng Zhiyu smiled, and she kneaded several small dumplings.

"Mrs. Young, I will bring the small dumplings you made yourself first. Today it is cold. Little Master is playing outside. You feed him first." The cook laughed.

"Okay." Leng Zhiyu nodded.

A small bowl of rice dumplings was ready soon, and Cold Kite came out the door holding the small bowl.

Today the lawn is lit with lights, red lanterns are hanging everywhere, and the moonlight tonight is also very bright and bright. There is a small table on the lawn. Zhou Yao is bending over to teach Zhou Silian's younger friends to shoot.

"Think cold, glutinous rice **** are ready. Mommy feeds you two."

Zhou Si Leng, a small pot friend, was having fun with a shooting gun in his hand. "Mum, I'll eat it later. I want to shoot. I just hit eight out of ten. Dad said I can do it all. of."

Leng Zhiyui hasn't thought about what to do when Si Leng grows up. The son has a son's life. She has no right to interfere, but watching Si Leng likes shooting and talent, she has no opinion.

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

Leng Zhiyu squatted down. "Think cold, shoot again later. The rice dumplings are made by mommy. You will soon be cold if you don't eat."

"All right." Zhou Silian's little pot friend put the gun on the table, and he took a bite of dumplings in the hand of Leng Xie.

"Is it delicious?"

"Well." Zhou Silian's little pot friend nodded strongly. "It's delicious, sesame stuffing, mommy is delicious."

Leng Yijie smiled sweetly at once, her son was sweet and his EQ was high, not like his father at all.

"Just eat two more."

Zhou Si Leng, a small pot friend, ate six dumplings and stopped eating. He turned around and continued playing with his shooting gun.

Leng Zhiyu glanced at the remaining dumplings in the bowl, who had so much left, who should eat it? Leng Zhiyu looked at Zhou Yao, who was standing aside.

The man was standing at the table with his long legs tall, and he squinted at playing with the bullets on the table.

Cold Kitty walked over, she handed the small bowl to him, "for you."

Zhou Yao looked up at the small bowl in her hand, and then glanced at the son next to his leg. He continued to fiddle with the bullets, which meant that the son ate the rest, and I did n’t eat it.

Leng Zhiyu directly stretched her foot and kicked him, "Zhou Yao!"

Zhou Yao turned his head to look at her again, and saw her pair of beautiful and watery grey eyes staring at him for a long while. He raised his eyebrows and lowered the bullet in his hand.

He did not speak, but winked at her.

Leng Zhiyu knew that he wanted her to feed him.

"How old are you?"

Zhou Yao put his hands in his trouser pockets. He wore a black V-neck sweater and black casual trousers underneath. His body stood upright like a green pine in such a cold night. Hearing a woman's question, he lifted his thin lips with a serious Answered, "32, and 33 after the New Year."

Cold kite, ...

Seeing her unwillingness, Zhou Yao frowned slightly. "Why so reluctant, didn't you feed your son just now? I want it too."

He was also embarrassed to say that such a big man is still competing with his son for favor?

Fighting for pets is so straightforward.

Cold Kite helpless, she picked up a small spoon to feed him.

The man was so good, he obediently ate the remaining half bowl of rice dumplings from Zhou Siliang's little pot friend with her little hand.