On the first night of her marriage, she was hospitalized

Chapter 213 Occasionally Very Witty
"Silly girl, how could I be angry with you? As the saying goes, one night of love brings a hundred nights of love. Although we haven't obtained a marriage certificate and our relationship cannot be made public for the time being, I haven't forgotten the days and nights I spent with you..."

Xu Guochang hugged Luo Ling and continued to coax her gently, "If I didn't have feelings for you, I wouldn't be so angry and think you betrayed me."

"So don't deliberately make me angry next time, okay?"

Just by listening to the voice, you would feel that Xu Guochang is an extremely gentle person at this moment.

But unfortunately, his lowered eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He will not allow anything he thinks is dangerous to happen, and he will nip any threat in the bud.

.........

Jiang Tang went to the provincial capital for a few days, returned to the family compound to rest, and went next door to visit the baby in Zhang Hongying's family.

The baby grows very fast after the confinement period. He changes greatly in two or three months. He is white and tender, and he is so cute when he is held in the cradle.

Jiang Tang only dared to tease him but didn't dare to hug him.

The child is still young, and can't stand being held in the arms of an adult like her.

But the baby was so cute. Jiang Tang stared at the cradle intently. The baby in the cradle also opened its eyes like black grapes, looking at her seriously and curiously.

"Xiao Ming Xiao Ming, I'm your aunt, aunt, aunt."

The little guy participated in renaming two words and tried to teach the three-month-old baby to speak.

Zhang Hongying saw this and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Xiao Jiang, Guangming still has another year before he can talk."

"It's okay. Teach him in advance. Maybe he will call me auntie when he can speak in the future."

She is really looking forward to the day when her baby calls her.

Zhang Hongying smiled and shook her head, poured Jiang Tang a cup of brown sugar water, handed it to her and sat down next to her.

"You like children so much, you and Xiao Lu should have a baby soon. You have been married for almost a year, and you are still pregnant. Those gossipers in the family compound are all convinced that you really can't have a baby."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Tang nodded, looking serious, as if he was really thinking seriously about having a baby.

After thinking it over, she shook her head. "To have a baby, both parties must be willing. Lu Changzheng doesn't agree to have a baby so soon."

"Huh? Why? Is he worried that no one will take him?"

Zhang Hongying always thought that Jiang Tang was too young or had a childish nature so she didn't want to have a child so soon. She didn't expect that it was Lu Changzheng who disagreed.

"After getting married, most men want to have children as soon as possible."

"Mom said she could come and take care of the child." Jiang Tang answered Zhang Hongying's previous question first.

As for the latter sentence, she thought about it and answered, "Lu Changzheng is different from other men."

Zhang Hongying...

However, she still had to admit that Lu Changzheng was indeed different from most men.

He is young and outstanding, and most importantly, he is very kind to his wife.

Looking back at their old Xu...

Alas, if you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you compare goods to others, you will throw them away; if you compare lives to lives, you will get sick from being angry... Forget it, forget it, I won’t compare, I won’t compare with Xiao Jiang.

Only when you are content can you always be happy!

Zhang Hongying prepared herself mentally and talked to Jiang Tang about having a baby.

After all this talk, I came to a conclusion that it's almost time for the child to be born.

Jiang Tang thought about it and realized that this was the truth!
After playing with little Xu Guangming for a while, Lu Changzheng's voice calling her was heard outside.

Said it was time to eat.

Jiang Tang stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm home. Lu Changzheng has prepared dinner."

"Go ahead, go ahead. Your Xiao Lu is one in a million, no doubt about it." Zhang Hongying was sincerely happy for Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang also smiled with satisfaction, "Little Guangming, auntie is going home, goodbye Guangming."

When she came out of the house, she saw Lu Changzheng standing in the yard. Jiang Tang walked up to him without hesitation, holding his arm and clasping their fingers tightly.

"Go home and eat."

At the dinner table, while eating the food cooked by Lu Changzheng, Little Ginseng thought more and more that Little Guangming was adorable, and she also wanted a doll.

"Lu Changzheng, do you miss your mother?" Jiang Tang suddenly asked.

Lu Changzheng was speechless. It seemed inappropriate for him, a man who was almost thirty years old, to say that he missed his mother?
But it would be inappropriate not to answer the little girl, "Tangtang misses mom? Then give her a call tomorrow."

Jiang Tang curled his lips and muttered quietly, "It's just a phone call and I can't see you."

The two of them ate in the kitchen, rested for a while and then washed up. As soon as it got dark, they could go to bed.

The order of bathing at home is always the same: Jiang Tang bathes first, followed by Lu Changzheng.

Hearing Lu Changzheng walking in the yard, Jiang Tang, who had already taken a shower, got off the bed, opened a drawer on one side, and took out a small iron box inside.

She held the small iron box, hid it in the closet, and covered it with clothes.

What was hidden in the iron box was not money, but auxiliary tools that Lu Changzheng needed to get rid of the doll.

She thought about it for a long time before she came up with this idea.

Hide them all!
When the time comes, he will have to shoot the arrow on the string, and the baby will come, right? If the baby comes, the mother will come, right?

This iron box is hidden, and when the mother comes, the doll comes too. It's really killing two birds with one stone!
Jiang Tang couldn't help but applaud himself in his heart for his cleverness!

She is so smart!
"Little ones, hide here obediently and don't let Lu Changzheng find you in the next few days!"

Jiang Tang patted the clothes covering the box and gave instructions in a very serious tone.

Hearing the sound of Lu Changzheng walking in from the yard, Jiang Tang hurried back to the bed, kicked off her slippers, and got under the quilt.

The man walked into the bedroom with fresh air from his shower. When she heard him bolt the door, she came out from under the quilt with a confused look on her face.

"Lu Changzheng, are you done washing?"

Jiang Tang had a sweet smile on her face, which had the power to bewitch the soul.

Lu Changzheng also raised the corners of his lips, glanced at the shoes on each side, bent down and put them in order, "Tangtang, do you want to read more? Or turn off the lights and go to bed?"

"Lights out, but no sleep."

She is selective in her choices.

As for what he was going to do after turning off the lights and not going to sleep, Lu Changzheng didn't have to think about it or make a choice.

It was his nourishing "feast" that he finally "ate" again after a few days.

The dim lights in the room were turned off and Lu Changzheng sat down beside the bed.

Jiang Tang stretched out his hands and hugged his neck.

The next second, her lips were pressed against his!

When it comes to being intimate with Lu Changzheng, Little Ginseng has never been shy and has always expressed her love openly.

But her attitude tonight was obviously much more enthusiastic than before.

Lu Changzheng noticed it, but did not expose it.

His little ginseng was just more enthusiastic than before, what bad intentions could she have? Just go along with her.

In the bedroom, a blushing and heart-pounding sound soon rang out.

"Tang...Tang..."

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Changzheng reached out to open the drawer, searched the drawer thoroughly but couldn't find the iron box, and called out to the girl under him in a hoarse voice.