Mrs. Huo wants to have a second child

"Dad~" The little guy looked at the person who came, and his emotions, which had finally calmed down, started to sound aggrieved again.

The little guy buried his head in Jiang Yuyao's neck again, and rubbed his head against Huo Qihuai's big hand in grievance.

The little guy, who had been sleeping independently for a long time, appeared in the middle of the big bed in his father's bedroom tonight as expected.

As expected, he is still a child and has a strong ability to digest shocks.

However, this was achieved through the efforts of several people.

He recovered as energetic as usual, which made everyone exhausted, especially Gu Nansheng who had just got off the plane.

After all, the little guy likes him the most. At this time, the task of making the little guy happy naturally falls on him.

It feels really good to be surrounded by a group of handsome guys. Even little kid Huo Qinzhu thinks so.

So, the little guy played all the games he wanted to play in one night, especially his favorite dress-up game.

……

Even though she had been playing all night, the little one was still so excited about sleeping with her parents again that she rolled around in bed.

It was not until mom and dad finished washing up and came out of the bathroom that the little guy lay down quietly in the middle of the big bed.

Jiang Yuyao looked at the little guy's ahoge hair standing up excitedly in the middle of his head, and couldn't help but reach out to pull it flat.

But that strand of hair seemed to be extremely resilient and stood upright.

"Mom, I want a bedtime story!"

The little guy fell asleep right after hitting the bed recently because he was in class and hardly had to listen to any bedtime stories.

Jiang Yuyao smiled and threw herself on the bed, hugging the little one and snuggling into the quilt. She also imitated Huo Qinzhu and looked up at Huo Qihuai and acted coquettishly, "Zhenzhen Daddy, Zhenzhen and Zhenzhen Mommy all want to hear a bedtime story~"

Jiang Yuyao rarely acted like a spoiled brat in front of her daughter. Huo Qihuai raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay, bedtime story."

He lay beside the two of them, stretched out his long arms and directly included them both in the range of his long arms.

"Dad, don't you need a storybook?" The little guy showed his round little head under the pressure of the two people.

Jiang Yuyao raised an eyebrow at Huo Qihuai and explained to the little guy, "Daddy can tell stories well without storybooks~"

Recalling the time when she had difficulty falling asleep during pregnancy, Huo Qihuai had already memorized various bedtime stories. Every time she complained that one story was not exciting or another was too boring, he would always create story for himself according to his little temper.

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When she was about 7 months pregnant, Jiang Yuyao had trouble falling asleep almost every night because of the pressure of the little one in her belly.

Lying on the bed with her bulging pregnant belly, Jiang Yuyao couldn't remember how many times she had sighed because of difficulty falling asleep tonight.

Jiang Yuyao was extremely sensitive in the late stages of her pregnancy. Even though Huo Qihuai had already explained to her why he had to come home late today, she still felt sulky for no reason.

Dragging her clumsy body to sit at the head of the bed, Jiang Yuyao took out her phone and turned it on.

Because her mobile phone was forcibly taken away by the two mothers in the afternoon due to the so-called radiation problem, she was left with only an ordinary landline phone that could only be used for making calls.

He angrily pointed out Huo Qihuai's personal cell phone number.

"Hey!"

As soon as the person on the other end picked up the phone, Jiang Yuyao spoke angrily.