Song Nuan struggled, "What are you doing? I haven't finished the examination yet, let go! I'll see if there is any place to apply medicine?"

"Yes!" Wen Chong was holding her face, looking at her with a burning look, lowered his head and kissed her lips, tossed and sucked, and carefully described her lips shape.

Song Nuan closed her eyes, raised her hand to put her neck, and responded carefully to his enthusiasm.

A small separation is better than a newlywed.

What's more, they parted when they first realized the feelings, and now they kissed each other, as if they were stuck with strong glue, and they didn't want to separate anymore.

Wen Chongzheng picked her up.

He held her body with both hands and strode towards the carved bed.

This bed was given by Tang Qiao and Yang An. When he was out, he would always come back here in his dreams and relive the entanglement of that day with her.

"No!" Song Nuan pushed his chest with both hands, her face flushed, "You are hurt, no! And..." She looked out the window embarrassedly.

It's still broad daylight now, how can you do this?

Wen Chongzheng smiled softly and fell on her.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nannuan, you are so cute!"

"Get up first." Song Nuan pushed him a few more times, "If you are tired, you can take a break. I still have a lot of things to be busy with outside. I just started digging yam today."

Hearing this, Wen Chong was pouting and pretending to be pitiful, "I don't have that piece of yam yet?"

He is not convinced!

"Of course it's that yam..." Song Nuan held his hand and kissed her hard, "It's not important to you!"

“It’s almost the same.”

"Can you get up all of a sudden? You have been away from home for so long, so you should go out to greet your grandmother, accompany her, and hug our son."

"son?"

Wen Chongzheng was confused, jumped away quickly, and looked at her abdomen nervously.

Could it be that Nuannuan is pregnant? But the day is counting. It’s time to be pregnant for seven months, so it shouldn’t be unfaithful.

Song Nuan sat up, "What are you doing when you look at me like this?"

Wen Chong was coming forward and hugging her, pressing her big palm against her abdomen, "Nannuan, is this true?"

"What's true or false?"

"Our son."

"Really." Song Nuan nodded, then turned to look at him and asked, "Didn't I write to tell you about our son Yangyang?"

"Our son Yangyang?" Wen Chongzheng couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Nannuan, have you even chosen the child's name?"

"Nickname, Daming is still waiting for you to get it."

At this time, the crying of the child came from outside.

Song Nuan quickly broke away from his arms, "I'll go out to see Yangyang, you put on your clothes and come out."

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First one chapter, there is another chapter before twelve o'clock.
Chapter completed!