Liu Yongan took Wang Jing to live in their house in Haozhou with great fanfare, and because they were thinking about it, naturally no one came to disturb them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This was originally the new house where Liu Yongan and Wang Jing got married, but unexpectedly, the two went to Huoshan a few days after they got married, and went to the capital without waiting for the full moon.

In fact, there is a local custom, the new house cannot be empty before a month of marriage, Wang Jing and their departure from home, Zhang specially asked Wang Jing to let her put a pair of their shoes in front of the bed to talk to make up the number.

Later, although some people were looking at the house, they did not dare to touch the contents at will, so the two pairs of shoes were still neatly placed together as before.

Seeing the shoes close together, Wang Jing couldn't help but think of her and Liu Yongan standing side by side, and her mood flew up for no reason, with a slight smile on the corners of her mouth and eyebrows.

Time flies so fast, going round and round, and years have passed like this.

In a blink of an eye, even Da Lang began to learn to walk.

He sticks to his mother very much, it's okay during the day, the nurse can help with it, from dusk onwards, he only recognizes Wang Jing alone, eats to feed her, bathes to her to wash, sleeps to her coax, wakes up in the middle of the night and can't see his mother will cry.

Liu Yongan has been in the army since the birth of his child, and even if he comes back occasionally, Da Lang is mostly sleeping, and he has almost no impression of his father. When he woke up at night, he suddenly saw an extra person on the bed, even if this person was his father, but in his eyes he was still a stranger. He got up and grabbed his father's hand and stumbled out.

Liu Yongan's heart softened, and he said to Wang Jing: "Our son should kiss me a little." ”

Wang Jing: "Boys should like their fathers. ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as Liu Yongan opened the door, Da Lang pushed him out, and when Liu Yongan went out, he suddenly closed the door, giggled and climbed onto the bed.

Wang Jing watched the interaction between father and son on the bed, and almost laughed so much that her intestines were knotted.

"That's Da Lang's father, Da Lang can't drive him away." She patiently told her son.

Da Lang looked ignorant, maybe he didn't wake up at all, but he still fell asleep with his head.

Liu Yongan walked in crying and laughing, "He's going to be a year old soon, it's time to wean." ”

Wang Jing: "Da Lang didn't eat breast milk when he was eight months old, and now he eats goat's milk and rice. ”

Liu Yongan: "When the children of other families are so old, they sleep with the nursing mother at night, and if they are separated for a period of time, he will not be so clingy to you, and it will also be good for him to be independent in the future." Otherwise, how could he live in an outer courtyard when he was three years old? "Stinky boy, even my father rushed out, it's really lawless.

Wang Jing said: "You are at home again during this time, won't he recognize you if you stay with him more?" "For such a young child, it is naturally the most reassuring to sleep with his parents.

When Liu Yongan heard Wang Jing say this, he laughed meaningfully, "Jingjing, it's all my fault that you are so reluctant to be a big man." "Wait until you have Erlang and Sanlang, and see how that kid still dominates his mother.

As he spoke, he stepped up and hugged her in his arms from behind.

Although it was just such a simple action, Wang Jing felt that her body was soft for a while, and she felt dizzy from standing unsteadily.

"Big ...... Lang is still ...... Here's it. He didn't make any movement at all, and Wang Jing's face was already hot.

Flustered.

Although Da Lang is only one year old and doesn't understand it at all, if he sees it......

Thinking about it, she even turned her neck red.

It's been so long since she got married, and she still has the habit of blushing at every turn, just like many years ago.

The two invariably thought of the days when they first got married.

For a while, they were a little confused and emotional.

"Let the nurse carry Da Lang over." Liu Yongan took the lead in letting go of Wang Jing, opened the door of the inner room, and instructed the peony road outside.

"Let him live with us." There will definitely not be too many calm days, and if it goes on like this, Da Lang is afraid that he will not recognize his father in the future.

Liu Yongan: "He is the eldest son, and he will be responsible for the rise and fall of a family in the future, so he should be trained from an early age." ”

Wang Jing was still reluctant, so don't ignore him.

The nurse had already come in, and carefully carried the sleeping eldest man out, and Peony even thoughtfully closed the door for them.

"When we have Jiro, Sanlang, Shiro, and Goro...... How can this little bed sleep so many people? Liu Yongan said in her ear.

His hands were on the two soft balls, and the faint frankincense of her lingered on the tip of his nose.

Because of her personal breastfeeding, her body is much plumper than before, and the touch is as smooth as cream, which makes him love it.

Return Goro! Is she really a pig?

Knowing that he was making fun of herself, she sneered, "I want to give birth to you." ”

"Then it will take Jingjing's cooperation with me." He said, printing his lips on hers.

When the two of them were out of breath and suddenly separated, Wang Jing found that the clothes on his body had been faded by him at some point, and only a dark green cherub embroidered with pink camellia flowers was still on his waist.

The two looked at each other.

His gaze was as hot as fire, and there seemed to be a thousand tenderness in it, and everywhere he passed, Wang Jing couldn't help but tremble, as if he wanted to melt her away.

Not only did he miss her, in fact, her heart was also full of thoughts.

"What's there to see." His gaze was so hot that it made her go limp.

Wang Jing closed her eyes embarrassedly and gently imprinted a shallow kiss on the side of his face.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative so much, which made Liu Yongan's breathing instantly heavy.

His scorching steel pestle slowly grinded in a soft and slippery place, trying to get her used to it as quickly as possible under his guidance.

As a result of his patience, fine beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead, but the place was still unusually tight.

Wang Jing moved her body uneasily, wanting to change her posture, but unexpectedly let it go completely deep, and there was a burst of numbness in a certain place, and she groaned unexpectedly.

Liu Yongan originally wanted to endure it, but when he heard her small exclamation, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The next thing is completely beyond Wang Jing's control, or because she has given birth to a child, although his actions still make her a little uncomfortable, but it is no longer uncomfortable, but a little comfortable, those comforts are piled up layer upon layer, like waves at high tide, pushing faster and faster, pushing higher and higher, and finally making her bloom completely in his arms like blooming fireworks.

After that, he took Wang Jing to take a bath.

Wang Jing lay there lazily as if she had been pumped to the bone, motionless, let him help, and did not admit that he would wash and wash...... After washing, the two lingered again, and rested contentedly. (To be continued.) )