Bringing supplies to marry the leader who has no children, and the military wife who is easy to conc

"Host, you are right. Although I am a child-bearing system, we cannot go against God's will."

Of course, the system hopes that its host will have more children, but it is not a system that only focuses on quantity rather than quality.

It's also an ideal system, isn't it?

The cubs it raises must become outstanding people in the future. If there are too many of them, it may breed cubs that will bring disaster to society.

Wouldn't it be laughed to death by other systems?

The system quickly shook its head when it thought of the scene of itself being laughed at. No, no, it couldn't fall into that miserable state.

"Host, I have to go study."

"study??"

"Well, I need to learn how to breed a good cub."

"But you, haven't you been studying all the time?"

It seemed like the system had been telling me to start learning parenting concepts since the first day I linked it to her? It's been more than ten years now, right?

The system felt a little guilty, but it was a system that cared about its reputation and would not admit that it had been lazy before.

"Life-long learning."

The system said this coldly, and Xu Qingluo was too lazy to expose it. After all, it was the system that had been with her for more than ten years, and she knew the nature of her system better than anyone else.

"Then come on."

"Ah."

The system felt guilty about making up for the missed lessons. Xu Qingluo shook her head helplessly. The system didn't gossip, so she could only take a shower and wait for Zhou Yuheng to come upstairs.

Xu Qingluo took out her pajamas, which were made of silk, with a simple V-neck, long sleeves and trousers. The color was red.

This was brought back for her by Xu's mother through a colleague. It was for her wedding. The material is very comfortable and you won't feel stuffy when wearing it.

After taking a shower, Xu Qingluo took off her makeup and hair. Without these cumbersome things, she felt a lot more relaxed.

The noises downstairs gradually died down, and the guests left one after another. Grandpa Zhou, Grandma Zhou, Grandpa Xu, Grandma Xu, Father Xu, and Mother Xu all went back.

Xu Qingluo heard the sound of someone coming upstairs. It was Zhou's father and mother. This house was applied for by Zhou's father. Grandpa and grandma Zhou lived in the small Western-style building next door.

Although Zhou's father is the eldest son, Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou do not live with him. The old couple prefer a quiet life.

What's more, they live next door, so they can take care of them at any time if anything happens. The old couple are not unreasonable people, and they will not force their son and daughter-in-law to take care of them personally.

As for Uncle Zhou Er's family, they live in the Kyoto Military District's family compound. Uncle Zhou Er is the political commissar of the Kyoto Military District. With Uncle Zhou Er's level, he is not able to apply for a house in the compound.

However, the Kyoto Military Region Family Compound is not far from the Kyoto Compound. You can take the bus to get to the compound, and there are guards to pick you up, so you can come anytime you want.

Zhou's father and mother's room is in the innermost master bedroom. There are four rooms and a toilet on the second floor. Zhou's father and mother are in the master bedroom. The other two rooms are Zhou Yuheng and Zhou Yushu's rooms, as well as a study.

There is also a guest room downstairs. The layout of the small Western-style buildings in the compound is basically the same. Except for some furniture, there is basically no difference between the Zhou family’s and the Xu family’s houses.

After taking a shower, Mr. and Mrs. Zhou went back to their room to rest. They had been busy all day and had drunk a lot of wine, so they were tired.

Xu Qingluo listened to the sounds outside the door getting farther and farther away, and then a steady sound of footsteps approached, with a very balanced rhythm and strength.

Dong Dong Dong...

Every footstep struck Xu Qingluo's heart. Her breathing changed. She knew that the footsteps were from Zhou Yuheng.

The footsteps became heavier and heavier, and then stopped outside the door. The next moment, the door was opened and Zhou Yuheng walked in.

Xu Qingluo quickly stood up from the dressing table. She had already taken a shower. Her black hair fell on both sides of her shoulders like a waterfall, and her cheeks were still flushed from taking a shower.

Zhou Yuheng looked at her. Xu Qingluo pursed her lips, holding a comb in her hand, and stood there at a loss.

Zhou Yuheng closed the door and walked over. Xu Qingluo blinked, and then Zhou Yuheng's big hand pressed down on her shoulders and she sat back on the stool.

Zhou Yuheng took the comb from her hand and stood behind her to comb her hair. Xu Qingluo's eyelashes trembled as she looked at the man who was combing her hair carefully through the mirror on the dressing table.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous, but she really liked Zhou Yuheng's cold look and extremely gentle actions.

She is a person who likes to be taken care of, and Zhou Yuheng's care for her is always full of his unique dominance and tenderness.

After Zhou Yuheng combed her hair, he put the comb on the table. When he bent down, the smell of alcohol on his body made Xu Qingluo subconsciously shrink back.

After seeing her actions, Zhou Yuheng lowered his eyes, then picked up his pajamas and pants beside him, turned and left.

Xu Qingluo looked at him. Zhou Yuheng stopped at the door and turned back to say, "I'm going to take a shower."

Xu Qingluo realized that he seemed to be reporting his whereabouts to her, and then pursed her lips and nodded. Zhou Yuheng left after receiving her nod.

After everyone left, Xu Qingluo quickly covered her chest. The combined age of her two lives was older than Zhou Yuheng, and she had witnessed many big scenes.

But in the end, Zhou Yuheng's aura made her feel a little breathless. At this moment, Xu Qingluo also had a new understanding of Zhou Yuheng.

No matter how many grand scenes she had witnessed, no matter how many famous young men she had met, in front of Zhou Yuheng, a man who had seen blood, she was still dwarfed by him.

Xu Qingluo slapped his face, then took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, staring eagerly towards the door.

This was the scene Zhou Yuheng saw when he came in after taking a shower. Xu Qingluo was sitting on the bed, hugging the quilt, looking at him with eyes like a deer.

Zhou Yuheng sighed, locked the door and walked over, then sat down on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair. Xu Qingluo looked at him, then walked up to him, snatched the towel from his hand, and wiped his hair.

Zhou Yuheng paused, then put down his hands and let her hands play around on his head.

Neither of them spoke. Xu Qingluo wiped him carefully, dried him, and handed him the towel. Zhou Yuheng casually put the towel on a chair beside him.

"Qingluo."

Zhou Yuheng suddenly called her, and it was the first time he called her name in this way. Xu Qingluo looked over and saw Zhou Yuheng looking at her. In the end, Zhou Yuheng lost.

Zhou Yuheng opened the wardrobe and took out an iron box for her. Xu Qingluo opened it and quickly put a passbook and some small change in it.

"This is?"

"My banknotes."

Xu Qingluo opened the passbook and took a look. There were 5760 yuan in it, as well as 100 yuan in cash and some meat and grain coupons.