Gu Shaocheng reached out, caressing her beautiful hair, and smiled lightly: "What a pity..."
She looked at him puzzled: "What a pity?"
"It’s a pity I can’t pick you up. With my temper, I’d pick you up now and find a place with no one around, or lay you on the bed and love you fiercely." He smiled mischievously.
If it were the Chenxing of the past, she would surely reach out, giving his waist a not-too-hard twist to cover her shyness.
But at this mont, she didn’t.
Instead, she mysteriously whispered in his ear: "How about I push you, and we find a quieter place?"
Gu Shaocheng laughed heartily: "I can’t bring myself to do that to a pregnant woman."
He held her hand, a faint scent of barbecue wafted to his nose, and as he turned his head, he noticed Little Jiajia with grilled at in both hands, munching away noisily, so he couldn’t help telling Chenxing to look: "Look at this little one, sneaking bites all by himself."
"Jiajia, co here!" He beckoned.
With his mouth greasy from eating, Jiajia heard Gu Shaocheng’s voice and toddled over happily, sweet-talking, "Daddy, I just had a good dream, do you think it’ll co true?"
"Hmm?"
"I dreamt that Daddy gave all the grilled at to eat." Little Jiajia hid all the at he had sneaked behind his back, afraid soone would snatch it from him.
Gu Shaocheng chuckled secretly: "That won’t do, eating too much will give you a tummy ache, try another dream."
The clever little guy imdiately tiptoed over and gave Gu Shaocheng a kiss: "I also dreamt Daddy married Auntie, and Auntie was so pretty."
"Go on, eat in the house, don’t let your parents see."
Little Jiajia almost squealed with excitent, thinking that adults indeed love flattery, but he wouldn’t complint just anyone. Just as he walked a couple of steps, Yan Fengchi grabbed him, "Jiajia, do you think Fourth Uncle is handso?"
The little guy glanced at him silently, Yan Fengchi’s face was marked with three black stripes by the fourth aunt with charcoal, looking like a black cat, and unwillingly pondered: "Hmm."
Yan Fengchi couldn’t help teasing him: "What do you an by ’hmm’, clarify, is your Fourth Uncle handso or not?"
"My mommy said that when you need to lie, try to stay silent, and if you must lie, try not to hurt the other person. Uncle, you understand, we’re both n, look on the bright side!" Then, he dashed toward the grill, grabbed another skewer of at, and speedily charged toward the house.
Haha, grilled at and such, are the best.
Leaving Yan Fengchi with an expression like this: ==?
Luo Xi lowered her head, covering her mouth, her body shaking with laughter.
Chenxing laughed so much she couldn’t close her mouth: "Shaocheng, do you think our son will be like Jiajia in the future?"
"My son will definitely be like , how could he be like Jiajia?"
"I ant as mischievous and adorable as Jiajia." Chenxing corrected him.
The other party chuckled, Nan Baihao was still shouting with a rather duck-like voice, cousin and Brother Fengchi were playfully bantering, Brother Wuqing and Sister Jingru were talking about sothing sowhere, several bodyguards were happily drinking as they rarely had the chance, having a blast. Chenxing felt that, actually, life had always been very happy.
This kind of happiness, she wished could last forever and ever.
This happiness lasted until one day, four months later, when the entire little villa suddenly entered an age of chaos.
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