Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Leng Sicheng lowered his eyes, printed a series of kisses on her shoulder, and then said dullly: "I will take measures in the future."

Gu Qingqing was taken aback, but he didn't expect that he was talking about it.

"These months, you are not suitable for pregnancy. After these few months, we will continue." His tone was flat and natural, as if it were an immutable truth. He also added: "I should have children too."

After three years of marriage, Lengs City is now 27. It's not too late at this age, and it's not too early if it is too early.

When she got pregnant successfully, he didn't plan to take any post-event measures. Anyway, a family like them can have a few more. He had autism when he was a child, and he didn’t have any peers around him. He was saved by his Welsh generation. After returning to China, he had Mu Shan En, Memorial, Mo Dongyang, Yu Jia’s sweet potato and sweet potato. It's a lot better. He knew that, if possible, there would still be more children, even more playmates.

At least two or three must be born, and it is better to have a caregiver.

Gu Qingqing nodded and looked at him a little tiredly. The water in the bathroom was warm, and Lengscheng lay down holding her side by side. It was slightly narrower. He was a bit regretful-he had known it earlier, so he bought a larger bathtub.

Perhaps it was because Gu Qingqing was soaked in warm water after exercising just now, so now Gu Qingqing's body is soft. Lazily put on the bath flowers, and wash the whole body clean. Seeing the side, Lengsi City was still fighting the Yuhua, she also leaned over and gently wiped her back with the Yuhua.

He doesn't seem to be in a good mood today. Is it because of work?

Because you have been working hard for so long and you have been robbed of orders, you feel unhappy?

It seems...not. When he was in front of the cooking table, his face was very peaceful, even his eyes were shining. Is it because the venting is over and the anger is smooth, so the mood is much better?

"What are you thinking about?"

With a sound of water, Leng Sicheng twisted his body and watched Gu Qingqing blankly raising the bath flower in his hand. Just when she wiped it, she stopped moving, as if she was in a trance.

"No." Gu Qingqing put down the bath flower in her hand and shook her head slightly.

She knew that Lengscheng had always disliked her interfering in his work unless he was willing to speak. Otherwise, he always cares about whether his work is good or not, it will make him feel that-a man's self-esteem is damaged. Moreover, even if he said, he couldn't help him out much.

She didn't speak, but he smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, hugged her, turned his head, and kissed her face lightly: "If you are upset, tell me."

"...Yes, I'm a little hungry."

"Hungry?" Lengsi City's light eyes slowly moved down, and his gaze glided across the plain under her snow-white mountain peak. At the end of the plain, there seemed to be a forest and a canyon. His eyes flashed and he nodded in agreement: "Um...I'm hungry too."

Gu Qingqing nodded: "Then let's go out, what do you want to eat."

"Wait, don't get up, I'll be right back." Lengscheng pressed her into the bathtub and got up by herself. Gu Qingqing was a little surprised, is he going to cook for her?

He stepped on the slippers and came back without taking two steps. She was still a little surprised—is there anything to eat in the bedroom?