Blue Book for Zhiruo [Rebirth vs. Transmigration]

Even though Zhou Zhiruo despised him, the expression on Song Qingshu's face remained unchanged, he smiled and talked with Bei Jinyi, and after bidding farewell to little fatty Mo Qi with the happiest mood, he held Zhou Zhiruo in his arms and did not let go.

"Brother Qingshu." Slow as Zhou Zhiruo finally felt the strong jealousy emanating from Song Qingshu.

"Mo Qi is only a little over one year old, why are you jealous of him like this? Then if you have a son in the future, don't you even want to be jealous of your son?" Once Zhou Zhiruo figured out that Song Qingshu was jealous, she immediately recalled His performance these days has been too much.

"I'll teach my son, but you can teach my daughter." Song Qingshu didn't try to hide the fact that he was jealous at all, and Zhou Zhiruo was quite speechless with just eight words.

"Then what if the daughter looks like you and the son looks like me?" Zhou Zhiruo changed her strategy, straightened Song Qingshu's skirt intentionally or unconsciously, and slowly asked Song Qingshu this very practical question.

Song Qingshu didn't answer immediately, because this is indeed a very practical question, which requires careful thinking before answering.

Then Zhou Zhiruo's hands were very restless. When Song Qingshu was seriously thinking about the problem, his fingers poked the pattern on the skirt intentionally or unintentionally, seriously disturbing Song Qingshu's thinking.

"I'll teach you everything." Jealousy replied after thinking about it.

"Well, from now on in the middle of the night, you will be up to feed the baby, change the diaper, bathe the child, etc!" Zhou Zhiruo clapped her hands and let go of Song Qingshu, happily wanting to be the shopkeeper.

However, before she had time to leave half a step, Song Qingshu caught her back, and as soon as she lowered her head, she lightly gnawed on her neck.

"There is a nanny." Song Qingshu ambiguously swallowed this sentence in a warm kiss.

"How can you do this... I have a share in the child, how can I give it to the nanny." Zhou Zhiruo became weak after being kissed by Song Qingshu, but she still did not forget to correct Song Qingshu's misconception that she was full of jealousy.The child was conceived by her and was born by her. If she doesn't teach it, who will teach it? Could it be possible to let the nanny teach it?

Even if she is not very good at raising children, it is possible to raise her children to be as confused as she is, to help count the money after being sold... But isn't there still such a pervert as Song Qingshu?Although Song Qingshu is likely to teach the child to be a pervert, it is better than being bullied. As long as the child does not join their father to bully her, the ancestors will bless her.

"If you don't leave it to the nanny, I'll do it all." Song Qingshu was clearly aroused by Zhou Zhiruo, and the arms that were originally around Zhou Zhiruo gradually became irregular.

Zhou Zhiruo has been pregnant for more than four months, and her originally small and exquisite breasts have become round due to pregnancy.The big hand rested on it and was unwilling to move it away, and rubbed it lightly or heavily, making Zhou Zhiruo gasp for breath.

"What you said is not only teaching the children, but also feeding and changing diapers..." Zhou Zhiruo insisted on asking Song Qingshu for a clear guarantee.

"Well, I promise." Song Qingshu hugged Zhou Zhiruo horizontally in his arms, and then carried her into the inner room.

Gently putting the person on the bed, Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo with extremely burning eyes.

"Brother Qingshu," Zhou Zhiruo was very familiar with the look in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment that he expected to happen but couldn't.

"Shall I help you?" Afraid of hurting the baby in her stomach, Zhou Zhiruo took the initiative to help Song Qingshu, anyway, it was not the first time.

Or maybe Song Qingshu would prefer a more modern approach?Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help licking her dry lips.

And such an unintentional little action of hers made Song Qingshu even more unbearable.

"I'll take it slowly. And the doctor said that moderate intercourse is good for your body." Song Qingshu unbuttoned his clothes slowly and gracefully, his intentionally slow movements seemed to be in return for Zhou Zhiruo's deliberate seduction just now.

"You, why did you even tell the doctor this?" Zhou Zhiruo blushed at Song Qingshu's words. You must know that all doctors in ancient times were men!

"It's not just the doctor." Wen Po waited for him to ask all the questions.As long as it was about Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu would study everything by himself first.

"Qingshu," Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt that the shame value in her body had exploded, and she wished she could hide such a serious and serious husband from others.Intellectually understand that Song Qingshu is concerned about their mother and child, but---

Such a husband really made her blush and struggle, but she just liked it.

His gaze swept across his bare chest muscles, and Zhou Zhiruo, who had also been abstinent for a long time, only felt a familiar feeling swelling in her body.

Well, she admits she wants it too.

As for the fact that the doctor Wen Po knew everything about their couple's intercourse... She put it aside for the time being and didn't think about it.

"So, you don't need me to help you today?" Zhou Zhiruo deliberately raised her calf to lift his waistline.

"It is very necessary." He tore off the last clothes that were in the way.

Song Qingshu was careful not to press Zhou Zhiruo's stomach, and lay on his side behind Zhou Zhiruo, wrapping her in his arms.

The big hand went around to the front and went under the apron to feel the soft and smooth skin. Song Qingshu gently aroused all the reactions in Zhou Zhiruo's body, and his fingertips deliberately rubbed against the erect nipples, making her breathing gradually become chaotic.

"Ah..." Panting, writhing impatiently, all the clothes on her body have been taken off before she knew it.

But Song Qingshu was still very gentle and slowly flirting, even the entry was quite gentle.

"Well," a groan that seemed to be satisfied overflowed gently with the feeling of fullness in the body.

"Miss me?" Song Qingshu gently kissed her neck, while his dick was slowly twitching in a small way inside her, slowly feeling the long-lost tight, wet and slippery taste.

"I don't think you can have sex seven times a night." Zhou Zhiruo took the opportunity to protest to him about his previous unrestrained intercourse behavior.Although there is no seven times a night, it is easy to be overwhelmed if you last for a long time at a time. With Song Qingshu's stamina, one time is really enough, and she can't bear it...

Thinking of those nights before, Zhou Zhiruo, who was deeply impressed, couldn't help but tremble in her heart.And this instinctive reaction from the inside tightened Song Qingshu's cock deeply buried in her body unconsciously, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but groaned slightly immediately.

"I'll take my time and wait for our baby to be born."

What will happen next, I believe Zhou Zhiruo has a good idea.

Zhou Zhiruo was shuddered by Song Qingshu's words that were both threatening and expectant, but at the moment she had already attracted most of her attention by his actions, and let her mind be empty and only think about gentle things, let's talk about the future.

Song Qingshu naturally felt Zhou Zhiruo's full attention, trying hard to resist the desire to vent, he moved gently and slowly to satisfy her.The meat stick entered inch by inch into the wriggling inner wall, and after lightly touching the heart of the flower, it retreated a suitable distance, and then continued to twitch slightly, bringing out the sound of moist water.

Although the feeling brought by the gentle, gentle and long sex was not intense, it made Zhou Zhiruo extremely comfortable, immersed in the feeling of being wrapped up by Song Qingshu.

"Mmm... ah..." No matter how gentle the stimulation is accumulated, it will overflow. Gradually, Zhou Zhiruo's body tensed up, and Song Qingshu was also tightened.

Sensing her orgasm approaching, Song Qingshu didn't hold on, but slightly accelerated the speed of jerking. As she gasped, tightened and then relaxed, he also released her.

"Sleep well." Panting, Song Qingshu kissed her on the cheek, and then carried Zhou Zhiruo, who was a little tired and drowsy, to take a bath.

After taking a shower and returning to bed, Zhou Zhiruo, who was satisfied physically and mentally, had already fallen asleep.As for how much tofu that Song Qingshu, who was not yet full, ate while bathing Zhou Zhiruo, only Song Qingshu knew.

Zhou Zhiruo slept soundly in Song Qingshu's arms, even her cheeks were still puffy.

The quality of sleep is surprisingly good, and she wakes up in the morning refreshed like nothing.When she opened her eyes, she found that Song Qingshu was still awake, and she didn't wake him up, she just opened her eyes to see Song Qingshu's sleeping face.

It is said that Song Qingshu is really a standard and good father. After knowing that she is pregnant, he should know more than her, and he is also extraordinarily careful.She didn't let her be cold, hungry or tired, even last night, she could bear the feeling of taking care of her all the way.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was warm all over, moved to adjust her sleep-tired posture. Feeling the warm body temperature in her abdomen, she lowered her head and glanced.

Song Qingshu's habit has never changed. He used to like to sleep with his arms around her waist, but now he has a big belly and now he sleeps by touching his belly. No wonder she feels warm.

This habit is probably left after the dysmenorrhea scared him last time?Did Song Qingshu really treat himself as a hot water bottle... Hehe.

Zhou Zhiruo laughed silently.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and saw a lovely smile on Zhou Zhiruo's face, and without thinking, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

"Your hand." Zhou Zhiruo gestured to his palm that was still on her chubby belly.

Song Qingshu took advantage of the situation to look over, and it happened that Zhou Zhiruo's round belly moved at this moment, and Song Qingshu was stunned immediately.

"This..." Song Qingshu didn't dare to move around as if someone had tapped his acupoints. He felt the movement under his belly in his palm, but he waited for a long time, but there was no cooperation in his belly, which made Song Qingshu very nervous. Tangled in other places.

"It's the baby that's moving." Seeing Song Qingshu's frightened look, Zhou Zhiruo laughed happily.As if feeling Zhou Zhiruo's joy, the baby in the stomach also stretched out his feet, and kicked Song Qingshu's palm just right, giving him a long-awaited response like giving alms.

"It moved." His brows were furrowed, and only Zhou Zhiruo could understand Song Qingshu's frown.

"The baby is four and a half months old, of course he can move. He stretched out his arms and legs to kick me a few days ago." He was as happy as anything, a sense of superiority that finally won back a city emerged spontaneously.

"You didn't tell me." Song Qingshu seemed to be jealous, and he touched every corner of Zhou Zhiruo's round belly with his big hands, as if he wanted to feel the baby's fetal movement again.

"Then are you still jealous of the baby?" Zhou Zhiruo raised her eyebrows.

"I eat the child's mother." Song Qingshu leaned over and kissed her lips.

Both the child and the child's mother are his.