Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian affectionately, the tenderness in his eyes could melt the glacier, at this time, he was very excited and very happy.

Song Qianqian finally came back, and they still had their own baby, and the family was finally reunited.

Song smiled shallowly, and a shy flush appeared on his cheeks. She pulled Lu Zihao's voice and replied in a low voice, "I think it's very good here, and besides, there are memories shared by the two of us here, and I want to live here." ”

Lu Zihao stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, and pressed his lower forehead against her forehead, "Shallow, have you missed me during this time? I miss you very much, I miss you very, very ......much."

Song Qianqian leaned tightly into his arms, listening to his sonorous heartbeat, she wanted to nod, but Lu Zihao's head was tightly pressed against her forehead, she couldn't move, she could only whisper: "I miss you too, I miss you very much." ”

A smile appeared on Lu Zihao's angular face again, he grinned, and with his arms exerted, he hugged Song Qianqian, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Just as Lu Zihao gently put her on the bed and pressed her body with her arms, Song Qianqian suddenly remembered the baby in her belly, she hurriedly pushed Lu Zihao with both hands, and a nervous expression appeared on her face, "Zihao, baby ......"

Lu Zihao dropped a gentle kiss on her mouth, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, I asked the doctor, it's fine." ”

Hearing him say this, three black lines immediately floated on Song Qian's forehead, Nima, can you ask this?

"No, no, no......"

Song Qianqian shook his head and put his hands on his stomach. She looked at Lu Zihao with a cautious face, and her defensive eyes were like Lu Zihao was a big hooligan.

"Shallow, don't worry, I'll be careful......"

"Shallow, I haven't touched you in a long time......"

"Shallow, I promise not to press your ......"

No matter what Lu Zihao said, Song Qianqian just didn't agree, and the impatient Lu Zihao had no choice but to turn over and lie beside her, panting heavily.

Song Qianqian listened to his heavy breathing, and felt a little unbearable, coupled with the sound of Lu Zihao's breathing, blowing straight behind her ear, making her heart itch, she moved to the side, turned over, and looked at Lu Zihao with an apologetic expression.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was pouting, coupled with her sad expression, the ** he finally suppressed was churning in his body again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged Song Qianqian in his arms, "Don't move, Qianqian, I'm just holding you, doing nothing, doing nothing......"

He had already said this, what else could Song Qianqian say, he could only let Lu Zihao hug him......

The next morning, the sun shone into the room as usual, but this time it was different, the bed that was empty before, but now it was two bodies hugging each other.

Lu Zihao woke up, looked at Song Qianqian, who was still sleeping, lowered his head and put a kiss on her forehead, then got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Qianqian woke up slowly, her whole body was as sore as if she had fallen apart, she looked at the empty bed beside her, pouting and recalling everything last night.

In the future, she no longer believed Lu Zihao's words.

Although this is the case, she still feels very happy in her heart, and when she returns to Lu Zihao again, she knows the meaning of cherishing these two words more than ever.

Looking at the clothes that had been thrown to the ground, she was thinking about whether to go to the closet to get a new piece of clothing to wear, or pick up the clothes on the ground to wear, but Lu Zihao pushed the door and walked in.

Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and as he looked at himself, the kiss marks were all over his upper body, she exclaimed, and quickly pulled the quilt and lay back down.

"Shallow, you're shy again, I've seen all your body, what are you hiding. ”

Lu Zihao turned over to the bed and trapped Song Qianqian between his arms. He looked down at Song Qianqian, only to see that her face was getting redder and redder, just like a ripe tomato.

"You...... Hurry up, I'm going to the bathroom. ”

Song Qianqian didn't dare to look at his eyes, his eyes drifted to the side, and he stammered to let Lu Zihao get up from her.

Lu Zihao's sexy lips pursed slightly, and he said angrily: "Then you kiss me." ”

Song Qianqian glared at him, a little shy in his eyes, and even a little impatient, watching him look at her condescendingly with his arms crossed, he had no choice but to raise his head and kiss him on the face.

Just when her mouth wanted to leave Lu Zihao's face, his big hand suddenly held the back of her head, and he directly lowered his head and kissed her mouth, until the two of them were deprived of oxygen and needed to breathe, Lu Zihao slowly let go of Song Qianqian.

Song Qianqian gasped for breath and muttered in a low voice: "Rogue ......"

Lu Zihao didn't get angry when he heard this, got up and took out a set of Song Qianqian's clothes from the cupboard, put them beside her, and then leaned on Song Qianqian's ear with a ruffian face, and whispered angrily: "Don't you like my hooligan appearance?"

Seeing him like this, Song Qianqian's face turned even redder, and he covered his face with his hands and hid back in the bed.

The smile on Lu Zihao's face became stronger, and now he suddenly felt that his home was becoming more and more homely.

After making noise in bed for so long, by the time Song Qianqian sat in the restaurant, his stomach was already rumbling with hunger.

Seeing so much breakfast on the table, Song Qianqian's mouth couldn't close in surprise.

"You did all this?"

Song Qianqian pointed to a heart-shaped omelette and grinned.

Lu Zihao nodded, and there was no other expression on his face except a smile, "In the future, if I am at home, I will be responsible for breakfast, and you will be responsible for eating." ”

"Really?"

Song Qianqian's eyes widened, and his face was incredulous.

"Yes, it's true. ”

Looking at Song Qianqian's extremely surprised look, Lu Zihao shook his head impatiently, this stupid girl, he just made breakfast, was she so surprised?

"Eat it, if you don't eat it, it will be cold. ”

Song Qianqian nodded, picked up the fork and just wanted to go towards the love omelette fork, but she looked left and right, but she didn't know how to eat.

Just when Lu Zihao thought that she would be reluctant to eat, Song Qianqian put down the fork, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the omelette and swallowed it in his mouth.

Seeing that Lu Zihao was looking at her, Song Qianqian's mouth was full, and he squeaked and said inarticulately: "This is your love, so it can't be destroyed, you can only swallow it in one bite." ”

Lu Zihao was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it was indeed what she said.

For breakfast, Song Qianqian ate from beginning to end, until Lu Zihao was worried that she would withdraw everything after eating, she covered her stomach and leaned on the sofa to rest.

When Lu Zihao came out of the kitchen, he happened to see Song Qianqian pointing to his stomach, and reprimanded him seriously: "You kid, how can you be so unproductive? Although your father's cooking is delicious, then you can't eat endlessly?"

Lu Zihao couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that this girl was still as interesting as before when she was a mother.

Song Qianqian turned his head to look at Lu Zihao when he heard the laughter, only to see him leaning against the door, his hands in his pockets, one foot on the ground, and one toe on the ground, how charming and charming it is.

Song Qianqian put his hands together on his chest, and his crimson face was full of admiration and nymphomania, "Baby, do you see it? Your father is playing handsome again, what should I do? My nosebleed is coming out again?"

Lu Zihao got up and walked towards Song Qianqian, a trace of cunning flashed on his handsome face, he squatted on Song Qianqian's legs, stretched out his hand and touched the back of her waist, "Qianqian, since you are a nymphomaniac again, then I will not discuss serving you well, you say, are we on the bed or on the sofa......"

Before Lu Zihao's words were finished, Song Qianqian hurriedly got up, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, muttering as he walked: "I don't know what's going on, I always want to go to the bathroom, you go and change your clothes, don't we have to go to the hospital to see your father later? Hurry up and prepare, don't delay the time." ”

Looking at Song Qianqian, who fled in a hurry, the smile on Lu Zihao's face became deeper and deeper......

Standing at the door of the ward, Song Qianqian's nervous palms were sweating, and she kept grabbing the clothes on her chest, loosening and clenching them.

"Nervous?"

Lu Zihao looked at her and felt her nervousness. He reached out and took her hand, showing her some comfort.

"Don't be nervous, I promise, my parents won't be like last time, don't worry. ”

Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao, looking at the firmness in the depths of his eyes, and her nervous heart also relaxed slightly.

"Zihao, I'm fine, let's go in, shall we?"

Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao, a knowing smile appeared on her fair and tender face, she pulled him, and her fingers were slightly sharpened.

Lu Zihao nodded, opened the door of the ward and walked in.

Wang Qianhua was wiping Lu Zhenkun's hands with a towel, and when she saw Lu Zihao coming in, she smiled at first, but when she saw Song Qianqian, who came in behind, her smile froze on her face.

"Dad, Mom, I've come to see you with Shallow. ”

Lu Zihao took the initiative to ignore the expression on his mother's face, and pulled Song Qianqian directly to his father's bedside.

Lu Zhenkun patted Wang Qianhua's hand, and his eyes reminded her that don't forget the heart-to-heart conversation between the two of them yesterday. Children will eventually grow up, and some things should be handled by themselves.

"Well, shallow, sit down. ”

Lu Zhenkun looked at Song Qianqian with a gentle smile on his face.

"Mom, Dad, we have something we want to discuss with you?"

Lu Zihao pulled Song Qianqian and stood motionless by the bed.

Wang Qianhua put the towel into the basin, raised her eyes to look at Lu Zhenkun, and then looked at Lu Zihao and Song Qianqian with a puzzled expression.