Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

"Ling'er, Xiaobao is the daughter of both of us."

Before I knew it, this sentence came out of my mouth.

Feng Jiuxiao was a little nervous, and realized that the body of the person in his arms was stiff, he should have been startled.

Ling'er was really surprised, because she had always thought that before meeting Ziqing, she had no communication with him, and suddenly such a big daughter appeared. She felt that things were not as simple as she thought.

So the eldest daughter, count the time to know.

She raised her delicate face, and from this angle only the man's perfect jaw line could be seen.

"So this afternoon, you are so excited because you learned about it?"

Feng Jiuxiao nodded: "Yeah."

Ling'er raised her eyes to look at the man, and suddenly stretched out her arms around his neck, clinging to him.

Feng Jiuxiao was so scared that he stretched out his arms and hugged the woman. He said nervously, "Don't use this posture, it's easy to crush the baby."

Ling'er originally had a serious expression and wanted to ask him a few questions, but when she heard the man's words, she couldn't help but laugh, "It's less than a month, and the tadpole is so big, how could it be suppressed?"

Feng Jiuxiao was still very nervous, "No matter how small it is, you press it like this, in case..."

Ling'er explained: "Even if it is really compressed, there is no uterine amniotic fluid protecting it, as long as it is not squeezed violently, there is no need to worry."

In the past two days, she asked people to buy some books about this kind. There are prenatal education books, so I know some.

When Feng Jiuxiao saw that she was talking about the truth, he was still unavoidably worried. It might be the first time she saw her getting pregnant, so he was so nervous.

"Then you have to be careful."

Ling'er replied softly, "I know."

Feng Jiuxiao looked at the person on him, this posture inevitably made him feel a little surprised, and he asked in a low voice, "What do you want to sit on?"

Ling'er hugged the man's neck and did not loosen it. The noses of the two were less than two centimeters apart, and even the breath was mixed together, and they couldn't distinguish each other.

She said softly: "I just want to ask you a few questions, you have to answer me honestly."

How could Feng Jiuxiao bear such Ling'er? His breathing was getting heavier, "Hmm" seemed to come from his throat.

"You ask."

Ling'er stared at the man for a long time, and asked, "You knew Xiaobao was my daughter a long time ago, didn't you? The girl I saw by the door."

Feng Jiuxiao turned around: "Yeah."

Seeing the man's answer so straightforwardly, Ling'er asked again: "Then why didn't you tell me? When he brought Xiaojiu to relieve my boredom, he didn't say that this is my grandson. Why is this?"

Feng Jiuxiao knew that Ling'er would have a lot of questions when he spoke about the expected problems. She was a smart woman. He was not surprised to think of these questions.

"Because you don't remember the past."

Ling'er asked, "Then why do you want me to know now?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Because she is our child and the crystallization of love."

When Ling'er heard this, she didn't show any unexpected expressions. It was because Qin Shu belonged to her and Ziqing's daughter, the crystallization of love. It was also because the man was so excited this afternoon that she did not doubt this sentence. Authenticity.

She sighed suddenly, put her head on the man's neck, and slowly said: "You really have a lot of things to hide from me."

Feng Jiuxiao called out anxiously, "Ling'er."

Ling'er continued: "My amnesia means being with you. You have never mentioned anyone in front of me, except that I was very affectionate before. These years, we get along very well, and the days we live are even gods. The enviable seclusion, the paradise-like Qishan, is a good place for self-cultivation. You never mentioned that I have a daughter or anything related to my daughter."

Feng Jiuxiao's arms tightened again. If he hadn't said that Qin Shu was their child tonight, Ling'er would not have said these doubts. She just hadn't remembered it yet, if she thought of it, she would still be like Leaning in his arms so peacefully now?

Seeing that the man didn’t say a word, she just hugged her tightly. She said: “Also, Jin Cheng, the first time I met him, he was enthusiastic like an old friend. I sometimes think, Haven't been to Feng Yi country?"

Ling'er's hand subconsciously stroked her flat belly. She had forgotten about her pregnancy with her eldest daughter, so it felt like her first pregnancy.

Her voice softened a bit: "We have a second child now, and I am looking forward to the arrival of the baby. I don't know if it will be a boy or a girl."

Feng Jiuxiao also looked down at his wife's lower abdomen, put his big hand on her hand, and said, "I like it whether it's a baby boy or a baby girl."

Ling'er said: "I still look forward to being a male baby, because I already have a daughter, and I have both sons and daughters, so I can make a good word."

As he spoke, Ling'er's voice gradually lowered, obviously drowsy.

Feng Jiuxiao hugged her like this. She has always been thin, but her body proportions are very good. She is not thin at all where she should be thin, but her waist is too tight. She is very light and feels like holding her arms. Less than her weight.

There was no conversation, and the room fell silent.

He glanced sideways at the time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, no wonder Ling'er had already begun to feel sleepy.

Listening to her breathing gradually becoming even, as if she was about to dream, he couldn't help but said: "Ling'er, do you want to restore your memory?"

Ling'er, who was about to fall asleep, subconsciously replied with two words: "Yes."

It's like talking in a dream.

Her voice was so soft that she couldn't hear her if she didn't pay attention, but he heard it very clearly.

He wants to pretend not to hear.

He half leaned against the head of the bed and let her sleep on him like this, staring down at his wife's sleeping face, and did not move away for a second.

He didn't move until five o'clock in the morning, and Ling'er on his body was like a koala, with his arms around his neck, sleeping very sweetly, and occasionally turning over, without much movement.

Feng Jiuxiao's bushy eyebrows trembled twice, and he looked sideways at the clock on the bedside table. It was almost time for him to get up.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the person in his arms, still sleeping very sweetly, and he stretched out his hand to cover her full forehead.

after an hour

He slowly put the person in his arms on the bed without awakening her, then got up and went to the bathroom.

After washing, he walked out of the bathroom, turned and walked into the cloakroom, changed his clothes, very formal clothes, mostly white, moon white, and silver white.

Instead of going to the office today, he went to the kitchen and wanted to prepare breakfast for her himself.

I don't know how she will react when she wakes up?

He stepped out, at six o'clock in the morning, it was already bright.

Thinking about the decision overnight, I don't know if I will regret it.