Chapter 77 How have you grown up?

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 77 How have you grown up?

The weather is getting colder. In this era without bathroom heaters or heating, bathing is a very resistive thing. It is not like washing every night like in summer, but soaking your feet every night.

The two of them sat by the bed and soaked together in a basin of hot water. When the water temperature gradually cooled down, Zhao Yuerong took out his little feet and dried them with a towel. Then he took off his shoes and took the wooden basin out. Just as he was about to pour it into the courtyard, he

Suddenly he stopped moving.

After pausing for a moment, she knelt down, poured out the water in the tub gently, and returned to the house.

"Husband, I saw Wang Shouren sitting in the courtyard. It's cold in the courtyard. Please let him go inside quickly."

"Let me see."

Xia Yuanzhuo pulled on his shoes and opened the door and took a look. The courtyard was empty, with gusts of cold wind blowing from time to time.

Through the moonlight, we can indeed see Wang Shouren sitting on a small bench in the courtyard. He seems to be unable to feel the cold in the cold wind. He is looking up at the bright moon in the sky in a trance, wondering what he is thinking.

"Forget it, I suspect he may have some new insights. We must not provoke him, otherwise he will have a long talk by candlelight again, and he will go back to the house when he is cold."

After saying that, Xia Yuan stopped looking and closed the door. He walked back to the bed and took off his shoes. He opened the quilt and sat in. He leaned on the bed and opened his arms to his wife, "Here, let me check your body."

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Zhao Yuerong glanced in the direction of the door, looking a little embarrassed, but still could not resist the temptation of her husband's arms. She climbed onto the bed without saying a word, lifted the quilt, and slid into Xia Yuan's arms.

The quilt that had been exposed to the sun for most of the day was soft and soft, and the little wife in her arms was also soft. Compared with the skinny and small appearance a few months ago, she had gained a lot of weight, and she could hold her in her arms.

Sensual.

Holding the warm little body in his arms, Xia Yuan stretched out his hands to touch around, and joked: "Well, it's growing well. When you grow up, you can have a bridal chamber."

After being touched and hugged, Zhao Yuerong's face had already turned red, like a shy deer. When she heard this, she suppressed her shyness and whispered: "You can have the wedding now."

"Not now, it's not cooked yet."

"It's ripe."

"Then have you ever thought about why people in the village say it's difficult to have children?"

"because……"

Zhao Yuerong opened his mouth, but found that he could not answer this question, so he turned to ask with a blushing face: "Then when I gain some weight, can I give birth to a child for my husband?"

"It's not about gaining weight, it's about growing up."

"But I have grown up."

"How have you grown up?" As he said this, Xia Yuan looked at her specifically. It was obvious that she still looked like a childish lolita, at best she could be regarded as a girl.

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Zhao Yuerong remained silent. After hesitating for a moment, she silently grabbed Xia Yuan's hand holding her waist, and then pulled her up...

Finally, she murmured shyly: "Here, here."

"Well... I have grown up a bit, but it still doesn't work."

"Why?"

Zhao Yuerong was a little anxious. He was obviously grown up, but why couldn't he do it?

"Having children has nothing to do with this place."

"Where does that have anything to do with it?"

“.……..”

Xia Yuan was really confused. This question was difficult to answer. The key was that he didn't know how to describe it.

But speaking of which, isn't her ambition expanding a bit too quickly?

In the past, I was just thinking about the wedding, but now I skip this step and start thinking about how to have a baby.

To be honest, Xia Yuan felt that the bridal chamber was nothing. What really made him refuse was pregnancy.

You must know that there are no effective contraceptive measures these days, and the level of delivery is not high.

There was just a steady woman shouting, "Hard, hard, hard." Of course, this kind of scene usually happens in ordinary people's homes.

Zhong Ming Ding Shi Home is different. They can hire a few more stable women and form a cheerleading team to shout for effort.

But what is the use of this egg?

In this era, giving birth to a child is definitely one step into hell.

As for the little shepherd's purse......

If she gave birth to a child, she would be the kind of person who would repeatedly jump across the gate of hell, or someone who would jump in if she was not careful, and then kill two people.

This is exactly what the villagers are talking about about poor fertility. Countryside peasant women may not have much knowledge, but the experience passed down for thousands of years tells them that women are prone to die when giving birth, so they must have big butts.

"Husband, don't you like me?"

The voice was weak, filled with disappointment and grievance, and sounded pitiful.

"I like you, I like you the most."

Xia Yuan answered twice in succession and hugged the little poor boy tightly in his arms.

"Then why don't you have a baby with me?"

"Because you're not familiar with it."

"It's ripe."

Okay, here we go again.

"In this way, let's stop talking about this topic from now on. Don't think about having children all day long. This is not what you should be thinking about. Go to bed quickly."

"I don't want to sleep."

"Then you go outside and run laps. Run a few laps and then come back to sleep when you are tired."

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After a brief period of confusion, Zhao Yuerong had no intention of going out for a run. He just whispered in a very disappointed voice: "Husband, do you really not like me..."

“….”

It seems to be the same question as before, but in fact it is very different. Not only is the word "true" added, but also the tone has changed. Just now it was a question, but now it is more like a statement.

Xia Yuan's response was to reach out and hold her chin, lift it up, and then lower his head to kiss her in astonishment.

The tender cherry mouth is as soft as its owner, like the kind of chewy gummy candy. Suddenly, it seems to have the sweetness of gummy candy.

Zhao Yuerong's head was dizzy, and his breathing stopped at this moment. Maybe he didn't know that this was his first kiss that was taken away.

It was hot, then cold. Xia Yuan was afraid of scaring her, so he didn't touch her too much, so he quickly separated again with a light touch.

The little girl's expression was still confused, and she looked at him with confused eyes, as if she didn't know what was happening.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan had no choice but to kiss her again.

Zhao Yuerong suddenly whimpered. This time it was not the tenderness of a dragonfly, but a feeling of suffocation.

This kind of suffocation made her don't know how to respond. She didn't know for a moment whether she should hold her husband tightly or push him away.

When she was almost suffocating to death, she snorted weakly and reached out to gently push Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan stopped at the right time. He was also afraid that he would lose control if he continued. The hands that had just held her were already ready to do something excessive.

Zhao Yuerong's face was flushed, his mouth was open and he was panting rapidly, his expression was blurred and dazed, and there was a faint green tenderness.

Xia Yuan gently stroked her messy hair, and waited until she calmed down before asking, "Now do you know that your husband likes you?"

"Um"

Zhao Yuerong hummed subconsciously, and suddenly felt very embarrassed. He shrank down, put his head back into the bed, and whispered shyly: "Husband, husband, I'm going to bed."

"Finally know how to sleep?"

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no respond.

Xia Yuan didn't care, leaned out and blew out the candle beside the bed, then lay down.

In the darkness, Zhao Yuerong quietly reached out and touched his lips. Thinking of the feeling of not being able to breathe just now, his head became dizzy again.

So this is what it feels like to like?

She wanted to ask, but it seemed she couldn't. Xia Yuan's breathing had become steady.

Is your husband asleep?

Zhao Yuerong raised his face to look at it, then arched his body into Xia Yuan's arms and closed his eyes with a belly full of sweet questions.

In the courtyard.

Wang Shouren was still sitting on the small bench looking up at the bright moon in the sky. Today's events gave him some new insights.
To be continued...