She opened her sleepy eyes slightly, and two words rolled in her mind, tonic soup?

What tonic soup?

Could it be that kind of black, foul-smelling mushy soup?

What does she love the most?

When does she love to drink that?

"Who said I like to drink the most? Who said that?" her chaotic mind suddenly reacted, and she started to slam a pillow in his face.

She likes to drink that kind of thing when she's sick?

If she hadn't been in a hurry to give him a baby, she wouldn't have wanted to take a sip if she was killed?

Feng Hao smiled and grabbed the pillow and continued to tease her: "Where did you come from?"

"Who said they were going to give birth to you? You love to give birth to yourself, and no one will stop you. At this moment, she was completely awake, and Fujiji sat up suddenly, pressed him under her, and was just about to grab the pillow and beat him, but her waist was tightly clasped by the wind.

"Little girl, I just found out that you still have the potential of a tigress, let's not have a caterpillar, let's have a little tiger!" his voice was dark, with that kind of lazy charm that can only be found when he is emotional.

"Don't, whoever wants to give birth to you will find whom, isn't there a movie queen waiting for you?" The little woman who was woken up did not lose her breath, and still did not give up.

The red thread under his eyes showed a hint of exhaustion.

Feng Hao rolled over and pressed her under him, caressing her fair cheeks, his eyes shining affectionately.

"I just want you to give birth, and if you don't give birth, let me cut off my children and grandchildren. "He was serious, not a joke at all.

But Xia Yucheng pursed the corners of her lips and smiled when she heard this, she turned her head away, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, her heart was full of warmth.

The meaning of his words could not be clearer, and she was happy to hear it, but she did not want to show it.

"If you want to laugh, laugh out!" he pinched her chin and turned her face around.

Xia Yucheng lowered her eyebrows, the smile on her face deepened, and after a while, she said coquettishly: "Get up, I'm hungry!"

Feng Hao laughed in a low voice, rubbing his fingers ambiguously against the delicate skin on her neck, and asked in a dumb voice, "Where are you hungry?"

"Let's go!" she blushed and pushed him hard, but she couldn't push again, "Don't let me eat, do you still want to have children?"

In the final analysis, not being able to give him a child is the biggest regret in her heart. So she didn't object to his suggestion, and even accepted it gladly.

"You promised?" he asked.

She gave him a blank look: "Who promised anything? If you don't get up again, I'll turn my face!"

"Can you turn your face as fast as a book?"

"Wind ...... ......"

……

Sitting at the dining table, Xia Yucheng looked at the bowl of black tonic soup in front of him, and felt a little like vomiting.

"Miss Xia, this tonic soup is a thousand-year-old recipe, many women drank this, and later gave birth to a healthy, white and chubby baby. Aunt Mo said with a smile.

"How good it is to be healthy and fat. If you can't give birth, you will become healthy and fat, and you will not drink in vain. Feng Hao picked up the soup bowl and scooped it with a spoon to Xia Yucheng's mouth, "Good, open your mouth!"

Xia Yucheng looked at him.

"Be obedient, take a sip and try it!"

She opened her mouth helplessly, do you still need to try this? I don't know how much I drank before, but later, I really got pregnant, it's a pity......

She closed her eyes and let the wind feed her. One bite at a time, I finally drank a bowl of tonic soup in my stomach.

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