A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 681 I'll Ask

"It shouldn't be. I'll go check it out."

Fu Jingyou patted her, got off the bed and opened the door.

Tang Mei stood outside the door holding Erbao.

The little girl's face was red, her eyelashes were wet, and tears were rolling down her face.

As soon as he saw his father, he stretched out his arms and leaned over to ask his father to hug him.

Tang Mei handed Erbao to Fu Jingyou and said:

"I don't know what happened, he insisted on sleeping with mommy. I said I would coax him, but who would have thought he would cry?"

Fu Jingyou nodded, wiped Erbao's tears, and touched his forehead.

After making sure that it wasn't a fever that was causing her discomfort, he told Tang Mei to go to bed early and he carried Erbao to the room.

"what happened?"

Lu Miao asked while sitting on the kang.

"Woo, mom, mom, woo..."

The second baby is amazing.

I saw my dad just now and just wanted to hug him.

Now that she saw her mother, the little girl started crying again and stretched out her little hands to ask her mother to hold her, looking very aggrieved.

Lu Miao moved to the edge of the kang with a worried look on his face, then quickly took his daughter in his arms and patted her gently.

"What's wrong, huh?"

She kissed Erbao tenderly, and put her face close to her daughter:

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere or are you just scared from a dream? Don't be afraid, mom is here."

The little girl sobbed and buried her face in her mother's arms, shaking her little head.

Although she didn't say anything, her chubby little hands subconsciously grabbed the bulge on her mother's chest.

Lu Miao paused, lowered his head and asked tentatively:

"Are you hungry, baby, huh?"

Erbao's face was still red, and he looked at his mother with wet eyes. He quickly buried his face in his mother's arms again, crying softly.

The little girl just wants to drink milk.

In my confused consciousness, I thought this was my brother’s meal.

Her younger brother is still little, but she has grown up.

Adults shouldn’t snatch children’s things, but they are very greedy.

The second baby just wants to eat and wants to sleep in his mother’s arms.

The little girl didn’t know how to express her emotions and thoughts correctly. She felt aggrieved and could only cry in her mother’s arms.

Fortunately, Lu Miao discovered the clue through the detailed movements, and immediately adjusted his posture, hugged his daughter, turned his back and lifted the corner of his clothes.

As soon as the little girl put it in her mouth, she stopped crying immediately. While eating with her little mouth, she used her other hand to gently pinch and knead like a kitten kneading milk.

Lu Miao held Erbao in his arms, with one hand around her back and the other hand gently patting her buttocks.

After nearly a month, she gradually adapted to breastfeeding.

The second baby is different from my youngest son Yangyang. After all, he is not in swaddling clothes, so sometimes his teeth will be touched when he sucks, which will be a bit painful.

Xiaobao had fallen asleep, and Fu Jingyou put the child on the kang.

When I heard my wife gasp softly, I knew that my daughter had bitten her again.

"He's almost five years old and he's still breastfeeding. Is that normal?"

Fu Jingyou sat down next to Lu Miao and reached out to touch his daughter's tender cheek.

The little white face is almost the same color as my wife's chest.

Lu Miao turned away again to prevent him from looking, and snorted meaningfully:

"I don't know if it's normal for a five-year-old to still be breastfeeding, but it's quite abnormal for a giant baby who's almost 324 months old to be breastfeeding."

Previously, there was no way to solve the problem of milk blockage, so he was asked to intervene.

He was fine, after his milk came in, he didn't hesitate to feed the baby at night...

"..."

Fu Jingyou touched his nose and raised his eyebrows teasingly:

"You can't finish it, kid. You're still feeling uncomfortable because of the bloating at night. Isn't it just right for me to come?"

Lu Miao glared at him and scolded:

"You are so smooth-talking, so shameless..." Fu Jingyou's face was as thick as a city wall, and he asked back:
"She's my own daughter-in-law. Why should I have so much shame in front of her? What do I need so much shame for? I have no shame."

He spoke confidently, stretched out his long arms, took his daughter who was sleeping contentedly in his wife's arms, and put her aside.

He turned around, took off his clothes and threw them aside.

He used his long knees to push Lu Miao's legs apart, and like a wolf out of a cage, he pressed down on her and started kissing her passionately.

"I'll go to the hospital after I'm out of confinement and ask the doctor when I can do it, okay?"

He was as eager as a hungry wolf and wanted to swallow her up at any time.

Lu Miao was a little overwhelmed by his kiss:

"Hmm~ How can I ask such a thing out loud? You, you should be quiet, the baby is still here..."

Lu Miao was referring to Erbao.

Fu Jingyou laughed hoarsely, kissed her from the corner of her lips to the side of her face, and easily took off her jacket:
"What are you afraid of? You'll sleep like a lazy pig and won't wake up... If you're embarrassed to ask, I'll ask you then."

"……it is good."

He lowered his jaw along the side of her face and neck, kissing her all the way down.

There was a personal impatience, as well as a low, deep, coaxing and seducing tone towards her.

Lu Miao was going crazy.

I am torn between being teased by him every day.

She frowned deeply and puffed out her chest. She put one hand tightly around his neck and patted his shoulder with the other hand, leaving fingernail marks:

"You, you are so dishonest, you will have to sleep on a small bed in the living room tomorrow!"

"We'll talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

He nibbled on it.

During the few seconds when she spoke, Lu Miao's eyes sparkled with tears and she bit her lips and hummed softly, leaving a few more red marks on his shoulders.

……

The confinement period is gradually coming to an end. Not only has Lu Miao's appetite returned to normal, but his physical condition is also gradually stabilizing.

The same goes for Xiaobao Yangyang.

He weighed 8.2 jin when he was born.

The little face is chubby, and was originally crowded and wrinkled.

Now the eyes are open, the redness has faded, and the little face is slowly unfolding.

Usually he has a fair and tender little face, and his round black eyes look around everywhere.

Plus, he has a quiet and steady temperament, and never cries or makes a fuss except when he is hungry.

From a mother's perspective, a baby born after ten months of pregnancy already has a cute filter.

With his good personality, Lu Miao loves his youngest son more and more.

Of course, there was a small mistake regarding Yangyang.

At first, Yangyang didn't cry or make a fuss, and some people in the alley wondered if there was something wrong with the child.

Mute or something.

Later I found out that it was not the case, as Liu Wenpei and her neighbors who came to visit frequently all praised her.

They say that the child is sensible and intelligent, and understands the hard work of being a mother.

Some also say that parents have good genes and abilities, and the children they give birth to are different from those of other children, like little prodigies and so on.

In short, there is anything to say.

But how can we see any intelligence or spirituality in such a young child?
In response to this, Lu Miao often just smiled.

Seriously speaking, when someone comes to visit your home, you can't say bad things, right?
After traveling through time, Lu Miao has been living at the grassroots level, but the environment is very different from where he grew up.

Getting along with the neighbors in the alley has never been her forte.

But there was a misunderstanding that An got lost some time ago.

Later, she had fetal movement and gave birth.

Anyway, after being helped by neighbors several times, Lu Miao couldn't just treat them coldly.

She always treats visitors politely when they come to her house.

I can't say I'm close to him, but I can't find any fault with him either.

At most, she would make the women in the alley think that she was a respectable and cultured person.

It's normal to have trouble communicating with these women who spend all day and night busy around the boiler.