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Chapter 62 Are the tadpoles up to standard?

In the study, Huo Jingyuan heard the sound of people leaving, put down his pen, stood up and went to the door to watch Wen Ci see the little ones off.

Then, he walked steadily and firmly to Wen Ci's back, put his arm around her waist, and locked the door with his other hand.

The man's hot breath brushed against Wen Ci's ear, and he breathed cool air into her earlobe. Feeling Wen Ci tremble, he smiled and said, "It's evening now. Tell me what 'tadpoles' means?"

Wen Ci: "..."

I thought that scoundrel was up to something.

The goal was to find out what 'tadpole' meant.

With a smile, she teased, "Commander Huo, so eager to learn?"

"Shouldn't we be eager to learn?"

But combining this with Wen Ci's statement that "whether or not a man can have twins depends on the strength of his sperm," he vaguely guessed what "sperm" meant.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Jingyuan carried the person back to the room in a princess carry. The chilly feeling inside the room instantly dissipated, and the person felt much warmer.

"Aci."

Huo Jingyuan spoke slowly, his deep voice carrying a hint of suppressed desire. He gazed intently at the woman in his arms.

"Let's not have children yet, okay?"

Although he hasn't had children yet, his family has condoms provided by his workplace. He just doesn't know if he'll get used to wearing them.

"Why?" Wen Ci narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Wait a few years, and we'll go back to the capital to be reborn."

The medical conditions in the Northwest are vastly different from those in the capital. As the capital city, Beijing has imported a considerable number of precise and advanced medical instruments.

He didn't want his wife to return to Beijing alone while she was pregnant.

So I want to postpone having children for a few years.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ci understood Huo Jingyuan's meaning. With a charming smile, she asked, word by word, "Commander Huo, you are thirty-one years old this year. In two more years, will your sperm quality still be up to standard?" Wen Ci deliberately emphasized the words "sperm".

"Why can't we have children?" Huo Jingyuan asked, his face darkening.

His wife was doubting her own abilities. She lowered her head and bit Wen Ci's earlobe, while her other rough hand caressed her waist.

The calluses on his palms rubbed back and forth against Wen Ci's fair waist, the man's deep voice tinged with amusement: "Tonight I'll show you what it means to be a sword that never grows old."

into the night.

The dimly lit room was filled with the heavy breathing of the two. Wen Ci wrapped her arms around the man's strong waist, her gaze falling on Huo Jingyuan's chest, and she reached out to gently caress that chest.

"Does it hurt?"

Huo Jingyuan paused as he reached for the condom in the drawer, withdrew his hand, and replied calmly, "I don't feel anything."

He had suffered a more serious injury on the battlefield ten years ago. He felt something for a moment when the knife pierced his chest, but then he had no memory of it.

"Aci, shall we continue?"

The man's deep eyes were filled with burning desire.

Wen Ci's eyes softened with emotion: "Can I not wear it?"

She had heard people mention before that the condoms used in the 1980s were of poor quality and easily left behind...

"No."

The man's voice became impatient.
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the next day.

Huo Jingyuan stood on the morning training field, looking both energetic and gloomy. Seeing his deathly expression, the Youth League Committee member couldn't help but ask, "How is it? You have a deadpan face so early in the morning."

Huo Jingyuan glanced at the Youth League Committee and asked, "Do you know who invented the birth condom?"

(End of this chapter)