70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Si Zhengyan was nervous, not knowing whether his wife would agree.

Moreover, he did not prepare any family planning products. If his wife was willing and got pregnant again, it would be his fault.

He didn't want his wife to go through childbirth again.

Oh, forget it. I will go to get the family planning supplies tomorrow. If my wife sees it, she should understand what he is thinking.

Si Zhengyan's mind was full of various thoughts, but the more he tried to sleep, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He sat up and took off his pajamas and trousers, leaving only a pair of shorts and a white vest.

He came outside the bed, hugged his wife from behind and slept with her in his arms.

Deeply said: "Asagao, I love you."

Lu Chaoyan turned around, took off his white vest, and touched the new and old scars on his body.

It's been just over half a year since we last met, and this silly man already has so many wounds on his body.

The latest wound was still bleeding. One of the gunshot wounds was just above the heart. If it had moved an inch lower, he might not have come back.

"What did you do on this temporary mission? Why are you so badly injured?"

Lu Chaoyan touched the wounds and slowly input his supernatural powers.

A strange feeling of numbness and comfort swept over his body, and Si Zhengyan's skin turned red, and his eyes also turned red.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, "It's over."

With the child around, Lu Chaoyan couldn't really do anything intimate with him, so she whispered in his ear, "Let's go to the room over there."

Si Zhengyan had strange emotions stirring in his heart, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up with excitement.

"Will you get pregnant?"

Lu Chaoyan's jade-white hand slid across his chest and lingered on his thin waist. "No, I don't want to have another child either."

Even if she accidentally got pregnant, she would be able to deal with it in time.

The hand on his waist was like a hot jade, burning Si Zhengyan's body and mind.

He could no longer suppress the longed desire.

He exerted force with his arms, hugged Lu Chaoyan and stood up, letting her hook her legs around his waist.

He held her hips with one hand and with the other, he opened the bedroom door and then closed it.

Lu Chaoyan also sent the child into the space.

The two of them arrived at the bedroom at the east end, and Lu Chaoyan turned on the dim orange light.

Si Zhengyan pressed his beloved onto the bed, and his breath gradually became hot.

"Thank you for being so nice to me, Asagao."

Lu Chaoyan hooked her left hand around his neck and moved her right hand along his back, using her special powers to heal all the internal injuries in his body, leaving only scars on his skin.

"Then you must perform well tonight."

Si Zhengyan, who was already furious, lost control instantly after hearing these words.

He was patient and unrestrained, his hot lips moved from Lu Chaoyan's lips to her earlobes, neck, and collarbone.

As he went down, he looked into her eyes, devout as a believer, "Can I really do this?"

"It's okay if you don't want to."

Lu Chaoyan touched his face with her slender fingers, gently traced his eyebrows, then went to his ears and twisted his earlobes.

"I am your wife, you can do to me what a husband can do."

The charming tone full of temptation made the man's skin as rosy as if steamed, and his eyes were misty.

He kissed her collarbone and went all the way down, "Lu Chaoyan, I love you. If you don't like it, I can stop."

Lu Chaoyan closed her eyes lightly, feeling the pleasure, her body trembling slightly.

"Silly boy, whether I am happy or not depends on your performance, doesn't it?"

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, igniting Si Zhengyan's uncontrollable desire.

He is like a tiger released from the mountains, sometimes gentle and sometimes ferocious.

The wonderful time is always short, the two of them went from youthful exploration to finally being like fish in water.

He indulged himself until he was exhausted, and only stopped when the east turned white.

After a good sleep, it was daybreak.