"Yanyan, you don't know what a wonderful dream I have had.

In my dream, you became my wife again. I hold your hand every day, tightly, never let go.

I gave birth to a cute and cool son with you, and I named him Xiangyan. Because I don’t miss you for a second.”

Junziyan became in a daze, his lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he still couldn't speak.

Isn't this a dream?

Why, every word he said penetrated her skin and penetrated into her heart?

She also wants to be with him and give birth to a baby for him, but they are not suitable.

Sometimes, the more you love, the more you hurt it. What she brings to him is disaster.

Fei Siting buried his face in the woman's neck and continued in an almost pitiful tone: "Yanyan, give me a baby, huh?"

“……”

"I think his birth is going crazy. You don't want me. I accept it when you leave me, but leave me a memory, huh?"

He knew he was talking nonsense.

Although she did not really get a certificate, she is still Nangong Rui's wife.

What to do?

He suppressed the pain so much that he could not save himself. In his dream, he could not be willful once?

"Birth." The woman suddenly spit out a word.

"Hmm?" Fei Siting was suddenly happy, raised his head, and looked at the woman's face as big as a palm, "What did you say?"

The gentleman smiled bitterly, and he paused every word, neither fast nor slow. Each word used all his strength, "I said, I'll give you a child."

"Really?" He almost cried with joy.

She nodded and stroked his handsome side face again with her little hand, "Really, I'll give you a baby. You want a baby, I'll give you a baby."

In her dream, she would no longer reject him so cruelly.

There was a thin air in Fei Siting's eyes. His Adam's apple kept turning up and down. It seemed like fireworks bursting above his head, and his heart was leaping wildly as if it was about to jump out of his chest. After several minutes of steadying, he slowly spoke, "Okay, then I want you to give me 100."

"100?" she laughed, "Will there be a little too much? I'm not a sow. Even if I'm a sow, I can't give birth to so many."

"I don't care. You said that it was born for me any number!" The man acted like a child and said stubbornly: "100, no less than one, no less, I will chase you to the ends of the world and will not let you go."

Junziyan burst into tears and said helplessly: "Okay, those 100 people are always unrestrained, and I will never regret it."

"Well, you promised me, come and slap your high-five."

She stretched out her hand and gently touched his big hand, "Why is it a high-five? Can't you pull the hook?"

Fei Siting's eyebrows and eyes were filled with warmth, and he chuckled, "Then pull the hook again."

He hooked her little finger and made an agreement. Then he leaned over and took her little finger in his mouth and played with it.

Junziyan felt uncomfortable being teased by him, "Don't do this..."

"If you don't do this, what do you want?" Fei Siting entangled her again, "If you have 100 children, those just now are far from enough. Be good at it, I'll make up for you."

Before she could react, she muttered, and all the sounds were swallowed into her stomach by the man's domineering...

And on the deck at that time.

Nangong Rui is still answering the phone.

The night sky was pitch black and stars were dotted, and the black painted sea water was churning with waves with its teeth and claws. The sound of the tide rushed into his ears, and he felt a little more gloomy and a faint sense of insecurity.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!