Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Zhou's mother once again said with a serious face: "Be temperate. The young ones were crazy before, but now they are even more crazy!"

Zhou Chongguang smiled: "Then you still send supplements?"

Zhou Mu looked at him: "It's still my fault! It's your own intemperance."

Zhou Chongguang just laughed and opened the door for his mother to get her into the car.

Seeing the black RV slowly drive away, he breathed a sigh of relief and finally sent the person away.

Then he walked back to the kitchen quickly, the porridge was ready, he filled the bowl and carried it upstairs.

Qin Mu leaned against the bed and said softly: "Your mother has gone back?"

He hummed, walked over gently, put the tray down, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out her head, "She said, let me control and don't tire you."

Qin Mu's face was slightly red, and she looked at him, her lips moved.

Zhou Chongguang knew what she was trying to say, so he stopped her and brought the porridge over: "I'll eat something first."

After that, I added another sentence, "Mu Mu, we can talk for a lifetime, you know?"

lifetime? Qin Mu was a little shocked for a while, and then it was hot.

Zhou Chongguang stretched out his hand: "Spit it out when it's hot."

There were some tears in Qin Mu's eyes, and he looked at him baffledly, but still couldn't accept it.

He is not too dirty, and she feels a bit weird!

So her little face was wrinkled like something, and Zhou Chongguang looked at her helplessly and funny again. She probably had never been so embarrassed before.

When she finally swallowed, he reached out and patted her, "It's so big and it's hot."

In his tone, there was an indescribable pampering.

As Qin Mu listened, his small mouth flattened down, and then looked at him blankly, tears falling drop by drop, falling into the bowl.

Zhou Chongguang looked at her small face with a deep expression.

He touched her little face with his fingers, and asked very lightly: "Why are you crying? Is it because the porridge I made is not delicious?

Qin Mu shook his head.

He took the porridge aside and carried her in his arms with one hand. She was very thin, nestled in his broad arms, and looked very small. After holding it for a while, he dumbly asked, "What's wrong? ?"

Qin Mu bit his lip, buried it in his shoulders with a bit of affection, smelling the good smell of his body: "Zhou Chongguang, can't I have children?"

Zhou Chongguang's eyes were stained with a deep layer, but he didn't let her look at him, but continued to softly voice: "How come... Mu Mu, you are still so young. Didn't you say it? , Wait a few more years, eh?"

She held his neck with her little hands, raised her head, and looked at him seriously: "Then what are the medicines I drink?"

Zhou Chongguang’s eyes became smashed little by little. He knew that if he didn’t say anything, she would ask Qin Chen, or even Doctor Bai, she would always know, so he loosened a little bit like a hug. Holding her intimately like a baby, her voice was peaceful: "Your body is a bit cold and you have less chance of getting pregnant, so I want to take care of your body, otherwise it won't be nice to give birth to a child and lose money."

He was quite an understatement, but Qin Mu didn't believe it because he didn't answer her questions positively.

However, if she keeps asking, he will have to tell the result, and it will appear that she is unreasonable.

After all, he had dealt with his mother a lot for her body, and he could hear them from their conversation this morning.