Reborn in the 1980s: The Rough Man Brother Loves Me So Much

A minor injury is nothing to Captain Song of our special operations team.

Even if it's a broken bone, just like in the hospital during a life-or-death situation before, he still has to do something that can be done. The most important thing was that he had been holding it in for too long. If he didn't deal with Ling Ju today, he would probably be so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep all night.

This is much more painful than a wound.

Song Qi pulled Ling Ju into his arms, put his right hand around her waist, and frowned, "Why are you so thin? Is your waist thinner than before pregnancy?"

Ling Ju rolled her eyes, "I've lost weight by exercising every day, taking care of myself, and eating very healthy meals, so I'm a few pounds lighter than before I got pregnant. Why can't I lose weight? Do you like the way I used to do it?" With a figure of over a hundred and dozens of pounds, I dare not sit on the back seat of a bicycle because the tires are flattened."

Song Qi burst into laughter, "As long as you are healthy, it's not good to be too thin. It looks like you will collapse when the wind blows."

Song Qi prefers her figure when she was 120 pounds. She looks slim when she is undressed and wearing clothes. Her breasts and buttocks are full. She feels good and her body is soft. Now she feels like touching a chicken skeleton.

But his preferences didn't matter, as long as Ling Ju was happy and healthy.

Ling Ju knew that men like that kind of S-shaped figure, "I know, I will eat more in the future. This is not because I want to breastfeed my child and eat too healthily. I just want to eat Sichuan Xiaoxiang right now, and I am so greedy. But I'm afraid of hurting the child."

"It's okay to eat the pot that's not spicy."

"But hot pot has to be spicy! If it's not spicy, what's the point? If it's not spicy, then eat the copper pot-shabu-shabu pork, this is also fine. Oh, I can't say it anymore, I want to eat everything I said, otherwise we will have a full moon wine tomorrow It’s okay to eat hot-boiled meat.”

"Is that okay? It's fine if you like. It's easier to cook the meat. Anyway, it's just our own family, and there are no outsiders."

"I'm just telling you, my parents, Mom and Aunt Wang have prepared the dishes. If it doesn't work, let's eat it tonight."

"I really think it's okay to eat it at night. Autumn is here. Eat some mutton to nourish yourself. I'll ask Chen Yun to buy mutton tomorrow morning."

"By the way, will aunt and uncle come back with their little cousin?"

Song Qi listened to Ling Ju's babbling words, and his chest swayed because of his movements, which made his eyes dazzled. What he is thinking about now is not what he will eat tomorrow and whether his aunt and uncle will come back.

He turned his head and glanced at his son who was sleeping soundly on the side. He put his neat right hand into Ling Ju's clothes, pulled the clothes down with his hand, put his mouth up and sucked hard.

Milky flavor. So delicious.

My head is busy on my chest, and my hands are not idle either.

Ling Ju knew he was really impatient when he saw him like this, and the one sitting under him had already stood firm.

"Song Qi, are you listening to me?"

"Listen, keep talking." The man took the time to reply, and then continued his actions.

Ling Ju knew something had to be done today, so he raised Song Qi's head and said, "Okay, take a shower first and don't touch the wound. That matter will be taken care of later."

The man who received permission felt relieved this time. He raised his head and his expression became normal, "Okay, I'll take a shower first."

Ling Ju got off him, opened the door and saw that it was dark outside, then led Song Qi directly to the bathroom. Then I brought him some clothes to wear at home.

About five minutes later, Song Qi came out.

He threw the towel he used to wipe his elbows on the sofa and said, "Daughter-in-law, go and wash it quickly. I'll wait for you. I'll keep an eye on the child!"

Ling Ju had no choice but to go to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Song Qi holding a hair dryer, ready to dry her hair. Anyway, her hair was short and she dried it quickly.

Before he could even rub some cream on his face, a hot body pushed him onto the bed and into the quilt.

The whole action process only takes about three seconds.

Ling Ju felt that she might not be able to sleep well tonight. It was very scary for a man who had been holding back for so long.

She didn't dare to look at Song Qi now, for fear of getting angry.

But she didn't provoke the fire. When the fire provoked her, a pair of rough hands roamed her body, and the delicious lips were taken away. Her whole body had no power to resist, and she lay on the bed like a puddle of water. She could predict how miserable she would be tonight.

After enough kissing and touching, the highlight will naturally come.

He vaguely felt that Song Qi stood up and took something, but he didn't open his eyes to see. After a while, the man covered him again, and his waist was supported by a big hand.

The juice in his mouth kept being sucked, and his whole body was about to melt.

When they finally found out after three months, both of their bodies trembled slightly.

In the haze, she heard the man gasp and say, "It's so tight."

She recovered very well, which Song Qi could obviously see. So there was no pity for her today. She was so confused that she just wanted to scream.

But the last remaining shred of reason told her, no, she had parents and children at home.

Because the experience was so good, she even forgot to tell Song Qi to pay attention to his arms.

Song Qi was also going crazy today. He didn't rest after the first session, so he changed things and went straight to the second session. Looking at this gap, Ling Ju noticed what Song Qi had done.

He actually used to stop the elf.

But that long list of shit on the table looks like there are dozens of them.

Song Qi noticed that she was distracted and brought her attention back with a deep kiss. "Concentrate, my husband is doing something." Then he made a fierce move.

Ling Ju rolled her eyes at Song Qi, but then thought of his arm, "Stop doing this, change your position, it will bleed for a while, it will take a long time to heal."

Song Qi bit her ear, "Okay, then you're on top."

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning, and the people on the bed did not stop.

It continued on and off until the early hours of the morning when the child needed to nurse, and then the two of them finally ended it.

Ling Ju looked at the pile of things under the bed and couldn't bear to look at it. "Hurry up and pack this away. Your parents will get up soon. It's so embarrassing!"

Song Qi said nothing, got up and started to clean up the mess.

But when she saw Ling Jue feeding Yuanyuan, her eyes darkened a lot. Ling Jue was so frightened that she quickly turned away, fearing that he would also want to feed.

Breastfeeding the baby, she leaned on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously. After Song Qi finished cleaning up and looked at the mother and son, he felt extremely warm in his heart.

He finally understood why everyone was pursuing their wives and children.

This kind of scene, he wouldn't have believed would happen to him a year ago. Looking at the round face again, the more he looks at it, the more he looks like him, a miniature version of himself, being held in Ling Ju's arms and sucking milk.

Putting the child back on the crib, he took Ling Ju back to the bed and covered him with the quilt carefully. The autumn evening in September was already very cold, and he didn't want her to get sick.

As expected, Ling Ju couldn't get up the next day.

Song Qi took care of the baby's feeding and diaper changes in the morning. She slept until half past nine when she had to get up.

Because she heard Sun Yun's voice.