Newlyweds are not lonely

Chapter 128 Want a child that belongs to us
Picking up the towel, gently wiped Han Yuxin's white and tender body. Her skin was very fair, and even the white towel was compared with her skin light. Her skin was also very delicate. After wiping with the towel, there would be light Pale red marks.

Maybe it was because she was extremely tired, Han Yuxin remained in a deep sleep state, but the crimson color on her face never faded...

"Xin'er!" In the early morning of the next day, Ling Yuyao woke her up with a kiss, and suddenly said to her, "Let's... have a baby!!"

"Ah?" Han Yuxin was startled awake by his words, with a confused and helpless expression on his face.

"Don't look at me like this, it will make me mistakenly think that you are particularly unwilling to have a child for me..." Ling Yuyao's words contained a little resentment.

"Do you really want a child?" Han Yuxin looked at him and asked.

"En..." Ling Yuyao hugged her very tightly.

A low voice rang in her ears, "I want a child that belongs to us, and I want our family to be more lively..."

Also, he wants this family to have more branches and more responsibilities!
That way, the woman in my arms won't be yelling to leave in the future, right?

Han Yuxin's thoughts have been a little out of the situation for a long time, and he has to admit that when he heard Ling Yuyao's words, his joy was even more astonishment.

A heart, as if hearing some exciting news, became extremely excited, and the feeling of beating wildly seemed to be about to jump out of the atrium at any time.

However, reason finally defeated Han Yuxin's emotional thinking.

She raised her head and looked at him in astonishment, "Can you give me a reason? Why do you suddenly want a child? If you really just want me to carry on your Ling family's lineage..."

When Han Yuxin said this, he lowered his eyebrows, "I'm sorry, I can't do it! I'm not a tool, and I can't make my baby a tool for your Ling family!"

Ling Yuyao's slender fingers raised her jaw, forcing her aggrieved eyes to meet her deep pupils, "Han Yuxin, listen up...some words, I may only say them once..."

It's not that he is stingy with speaking, it's just because it is difficult to say some words from Ling Yuyao's mouth!
"I want a child, not because our Ling family needs it, but... I, Ling Yuyao, want a child, a child of yours, Han Yuxin and me! Do you understand?"

In the low voice, there was a lingering magnetism, which made Han Yuxin heartbroken, followed by a trance...

his words……

Of course she understands! !
"I……"

Han Yuxin stared at him blankly, a little dazed for a long time.

"Understood?" he asked her again.

"Understood..." Han Yuxin nodded in a daze, "I seem to understand..."

The corners of Ling Yuyao's charming lips rose slightly, and the next moment, he lowered his head and pecked heavily on her fiery lips, "Then let's start making babies today..."

Yep!Maybe it's starting to sprout in her belly now!
Just thinking about it, Ling Yuyaoguang felt inexplicably warm in his heart...

It was an emotion that was hard to describe!At least, he had never experienced it before!
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After returning from the yacht, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon.

"Mom and Dad want us to go back for dinner!" Ling Yuyao said to Han Yuxin after receiving the message.

"Oh, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Han Yuxin looked at the calendar on the phone, and suddenly asked with bright eyes: "Do you like to eat mooncakes?"

"Why, do you want to make it for me yourself?" Ling Yuyao's voice rose at the end, and his deep voice seemed particularly sexy and provocative in such a dense night.

"do you want to eat?"

"I've never eaten it, but if it's delicious or unpalatable, as long as it's made by you, I'll eat it up." Ling Yuyao took one of her hands, put it to his lips, and carefully ate one by one. Sucking kisses, as if her hands are soft and glutinous mooncakes, sweet and delicious, making people want to stop.

"What kind of mooncake stuffing do you like?" Han Yuxin asked.She likes to lie on the bed peacefully and chat quietly with Ling Yuyao, as if this kind of peace and tranquility is what she wants in her life.

"Hmm..." Ling Yuyao thought for a while.

He doesn't usually like sweets, and every year when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, he has no special habit of eating mooncakes, unless he goes to the ancestral home and eats one and a half mooncakes with his mother.Now let him recall the taste of moon cakes, he is really a little uncertain.

He smiled and said, "Whatever, as long as it is made by you, I love to eat it!"

After waking up the next morning, Han Yuxin changed into simple home clothes, put on a light pink apron, and was busy in the kitchen on the first floor.

She asked the kitchen workers in advance to help her buy materials and molds for making mooncakes when she went out to purchase.At this time, the flour, stainless steel containers, molds, etc. were all laid out on the marble counter.

After Ling Yuyao got up and had breakfast with Han Yuxin, he stayed in his study on the second floor to work.From nine o'clock in the morning until eleven o'clock at noon, he has been dealing with official business.

until--

With flour on his hands and face, Han Yuxin pulled on his house slippers and went up to the second floor and knocked on the door of his study.

"Ling Yuyao."

At this moment, he was burying his head in front of the laptop, frowning deeply, dealing with a difficult cooperation amendment.

Suddenly, hearing her voice from outside the door, he immediately raised his head and replied, "Come in."

Han Yuxin pushed open the study door and walked in.

Standing in front of Ling Yuyao's wide desk, he pointed at him without any scruples and said, "My hands are sore from kneading the dough, can you come down to the kitchen and help me?"

Knead the dough?
Ling Yuyao was stunned. If someone asked him to come into the kitchen to help with such boring things, he would definitely refuse with a sullen face without hesitation, but when it was his wife, the situation was completely opposite.

He stood up with a smile on his face, walked in front of Han Yuxin, stretched out his hand to wrap her waist in a very natural way, held her in his arms, and replied flatteringly: "Of course."

Seeing a little white flour on the tip of Han Yuxin's nose, his smile deepened, and he raised his hand with the pulp of his thumb to gently wipe off the flour on the tip of her nose.

"Let's go, wife." He took her hand and temporarily abandoned the tricky cooperation case in the computer without hesitation.

Going downstairs and into the kitchen, Ling Yuyao looked around, pointed to a lump of flour in a stainless steel container and said, "Is this what we're going to eat later?"

From childhood to adulthood, the number of times he entered the kitchen can be counted on the fingers.

He glanced at the white ball of flour, rolled up his shirt sleeves and walked over, just about to put his hand into the container, when suddenly——

"Wash your hands first!" Han Yuxin snorted, Ling Yuyao immediately stopped, turned around obediently and walked to the sink to wash his hands before coming back.

Because the young master and young mistress were in the kitchen, the servants did not dare to approach this area until they got orders. At the corner of the corridor five meters away from the kitchen, there was a servant standing vigilant, waiting for orders from the master at any time.

Han Yuxin took out a blue apron from a drawer, and she waved to Ling Yuyao, "Come here, put on the apron and knead the dough, or the shirt will be stained with flour in a while."

Ling Yuyao glanced at that sissy apron, with a look of disgust and displeasure, but saw his wife kept raising her hands, waiting for him to pass.For the sake of his wife putting on an apron for him, he should wear it once to destroy his image.

Han Yuxin held up the apron, slipped it over his head, went around behind him, tied the belt for him, and tied a bow.

Walking to the front, he took a closer look, pursed his mouth unwillingly, and muttered in a low voice, "You can look so handsome even in an apron!"

"Honey, are you praising me?" Someone had a keen hearing and immediately caught the words of praise.Smiling with eyebrows crooked, it's rare to be happy.

Han Yuxin rolled his eyes at him: "Smelly!"

Ling Yuyao raised his eyebrows and readily accepted.

What Han Yuxin is going to make today is crispy mooncakes, because I don't know whether Ling Yuyao likes sweet or salty ones. Both flavors of bean paste and pickled bamboo shoots have been mixed with some fillings.

The most difficult part of meringue mooncakes is to make water-oil dough. The ratio of flour to ghee and sugar is 10:5:1.

After placing flour, etc. in the container according to the ratio, add [-] ml of hot boiled water.

Then it will be about Ling Yuyao, who made his arms so strong that they can be used to knead the dough.

Han Yuxin stood aside preparing the stuffing and oily ingredients, and looked back at the tall man standing in front of the cooking counter from time to time, kneading the dough vigorously.Who would have thought that Young Master Ling, who is usually majestic and majestic, would concede in the kitchen and compete with the dough with his bare hands.

Seeing him frowning and kneading the dough earnestly, Han Yuxin couldn't help secretly laughing.

After kneading for about 10 minutes, Han Yuxin walked over to look at the dough Ling Yuyao was kneading, then reached out to touch it, and said: "The skin of the dough is smooth, it's ok, it's finished. The next step is to put the water-oil dough in the refrigerator Refrigerate for half an hour."

According to Han Yuxin's instructions, Ling Yuyao put the dough and pastry noodles made of oil heart material into the refrigerator freezer together.

The two rested in the kitchen for a while. Half an hour later, Han Yuxin walked to the refrigerator and took out the two dough pieces.

Ling Yuyao took the initiative to step forward and asked, "Honey, what should I do next?"

"You stand by the side and wait for a while." Han Yuxin put the two doughs on the cutting board, put the pastry into the water and oil surface, and pressed it flat with the seal facing upwards, then grabbed a handful of dry flour from the side, sprinkled it on the cutting board, took Picking up the rolling pin on the side, he was about to roll out the dough.

Ling Yuyao immediately strode forward and took the rolling pin from Han Yuxin's hand: "I'll do it."

"Can you roll noodles?" Han Yuxin tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.

Ling Yuyao twitched the corner of his mouth, and said confidently: "The first time is raw, and the second time is cooked, I can knead dough. Of course, rolling dough will not trouble me."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, just roll out the dough as thin as possible." Han Yuxin shrugged his shoulders, and after explaining, he stood aside to oversee the work.

"Is that so?" Ling Yuyao held the rolling pin in his hand, pressed the dough dozens of times, and turned to ask.

Han Yuxin took a look: "The strength should be more even, and the skin should be the same thickness."

"Okay." Ling Yuyao responded and continued rolling the noodles.

Han Yuxin first walked to the side and poured himself a glass of lemonade. He was about to drink it when he looked up and saw fine beads of sweat on Ling Yuyao's side forehead.She paused for a moment, walked over and handed the glass to Ling Yuyao's mouth.

"Take a break, drink some water and do it again."

Ling Yuyao didn't stop what he was doing, he glanced sideways at her, and said in a playful manner: "I don't have any free hands, my wife feeds me water."

Han Yuxin was about to piss him off, when he thought that he had been busy doing things for him from just now until now, so he took it as a reward.

Han Yuxin handed the glass to his lips: "Drink."

Ling Yuyao smiled with satisfaction, opened his mouth, pressed against the edge of the glass, drank a few sips of lemonade, and said, "Honey, my arm is sore."

"Arm sore?" Seeing his smirking eyes, Han Yuxin immediately understood the meaning of his words, she raised her eyebrows, "Would you like me to give you a massage?"

"It couldn't be better, thank you for your hard work, dear wife." Ling Yuyao completely disregarded his image in front of Han Yuxin, showing a glib side.

Han Yuxin glared at him, and raised his arm to give him a fist, but Gu Nian's performance today was indeed good.Gritting his teeth, he thought that he had been fed water anyway, so he massaged his arms a few times without losing a piece of meat.

She raised her hand and actually began to massage and relax the muscles in his arm.His muscles were so hard and strong that it took Han Yuxin a lot of effort to press them.

While she was massaging, she thought unhappily in her heart: This man is really annoying, why don't you train your muscles?It's so hard that it can't be pressed at all.

"It's so comfortable." Ling Yuyao was full of joy, squinting his eyes, showing a contented expression.He lowered his head and put his lips close to Han Yuxin's ear, almost kissing her. He praised in a soft and ambiguous voice, "My wife is so kind to me."

Han Yuxin's ears were tickled by his breathing, she blushed and shrank her neck to avoid his malicious intentions.After massaging his arm for a while, she let go of her hand and said, "The dough you rolled out is almost ready for use. Go outside and rest, and leave the rest to me."

"How could I leave my wife alone in the kitchen to do things?" Ling Yuyao immediately vetoed, and said, "Tell me, what should I do next?"

It is undeniable that Ling Yuyao is extremely intelligent and comprehensible. Whether he is in the business world or just nestled in this kitchen, he can accomplish everything he wants to do with ease.

Although he has never made mooncakes before, as long as Han Yuxin demonstrates it, he can immediately master the skills and complete every process in the production process with ease.

Roll up the rolled dough, cut it into small pieces, flatten it and put the prepared stuffing inside, with the seal facing down, put it in the mold and press it into shape. While doing these things, turn the oven Preheat at 200 degrees, then brush a layer of egg wash on the surface of the dough, put it in the oven, and it will be done in about half an hour.

After finishing all this, Han Yuxin was raising his arms and stretching his waist. At this time, Mrs. He stood hesitantly outside the kitchen and knocked on the half-open door hesitantly.

"Eldest young master, there is a call from the mansion, please answer the phone." Aunt Mei said.

"Understood." Ling Yuyao frowned slightly, and when he turned to meet Han Yuxin's eyes, his eyebrows immediately stretched out again, and smiled at her, "I'll answer the phone, I'll be back in a while."

"Okay." Han Yuxin nodded obediently.

Just as Ling Yuyao was about to go out, she suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute!" She chased after him a few steps, stood behind him, and reached out to help him untie the apron tied around his waist, "Wearing an apron to go out, you are not afraid of being laughed at by others? "

Ling Yuyao raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and smiled, "As long as you like it, that's fine."

Han Yuxin was helping him untie the knot of his tie, but the movements of her hands stopped suddenly, and a warm current flowed through her heart. She raised the corners of her lips slightly, feeling as if soaked in honey, which was surprisingly sweet.

The call was made by her mother-in-law He Feifang herself, urging them to go home tonight for a Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner.

They have been busy with the mooncakes for a long time, but they finally failed to take a bite while it was hot.

Han Yuxin proposed to pack the freshly baked mooncakes in a lock box and take them to the mansion to share with everyone.

Ling Yuyao frowned and shook his head, but he refused, saying that his wife made all these mooncakes for him alone, so how could he share them with others?There are no doors!

Han Yuxin couldn't resist him, so he gave him a sideways look with contempt. This man was naive, and he was really worse than a child.

After the two had lunch at home, they went upstairs and changed their clothes, then drove to the large and quaint Ling family mansion.

Ling Yuyao got out of the car and walked around to the passenger seat. After opening the door and reaching out to meet Han Yuxin, he threw the key to the servant of the Ling family, and the two stepped into the red-painted threshold hand in hand.

Walking around the courtyard with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, as soon as I approached the hall, I heard crying and confrontational anger coming from inside.

Han Yuxin was startled, and subconsciously grabbed Ling Yuyao's arm.

Ling Yuyao looked down at her lovingly, and said in a low voice, "I'll be in the house later, don't talk too much, I'm here for everything."

There seems to be a magical power in his words that can quickly calm people's minds. Han Yuxin looked at his calm black eyes and nodded reassuringly.

They walked a short distance, and together they stepped over the threshold of the hall.

"Dad, mom, we're back."

"Father, Mom, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Han Yuxin shouted after Ling Yuyao, but soon realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

Ling Shen was sitting on the mahogany round stool in the middle of the hall, with a serious expression on his face.

There was an antique purple sand tea set on the table, and he took a sip of the tea from the purple sand tea cup.Frowning tightly, he raised his eyes to look at Ling Yuyao and the others who had just entered the door, and responded with an "um".

Ling Zitong stood aside, her eyes were red, and her face was full of tears. She leaned against her mother He Feifang's arms, sobbing in a low voice.

If in the past she saw her eldest brother and sister-in-law would have greeted them sweetly, but now she wiped her tears and said loudly to Ling Shenzheng unyieldingly: "I don't want to be engaged to Mr. Teng! I just don't want to be married." Marry someone I don't like!"

"It's up to you." Ling Shenzheng cast a cold glance at his little daughter, his expression calm and prestige.

Han Yuxin stood beside Ling Yuyao, lowered his head and scanned the hall cautiously. The atmosphere was cold, and their father and daughter refused to give in to each other.

Her father's attitude is so firm, Ling Zitong understands that if she is weak at this moment, she will regret her cowardice for the rest of her life.

She made up her mind, she pushed her mother's hand away, and walked to Ling Shenzheng step by step: "Father, I have never resisted any decision you made, since I was a child, I will obediently do whatever you asked me to do." I will do it, but I will never give in when it comes to marriage! I will not let you use me as a weight of interest in exchange for the happiness of my life! I would rather die than accept it!"

Ling Zitong is usually gentle like a lively and cheerful deer, and her facial features are more like her mother He Feifang, but now when she and Ling Shenzheng are facing each other, her sharp and resolute eyes completely resemble the business world, iron fist Ruthless father Ling Shenzheng.

Ling Zitong has never contradicted her father so loudly since she was a child, and now she is determined to cut off all back roads, and only fight for her own future happiness!
Ling Shenzheng was furious, and when he slapped him, the force was so strong that he was startled for a while. In the past 20 years, he has never beaten his younger daughter, and today is the first time, but if the younger daughter insists on refusing to marry the Teng family, then the funds used for turnover...

He stared at his burning palm with a dazed expression.

Ling Zitong was knocked down on the ground, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, but she still bit her lips unyieldingly, refusing to cry any more.

She raised her head stubbornly and resolutely, staring fiercely at Ling Shenzheng.As if to prove her determination to keep hitting her with that slap, she can no longer compromise with her father's decision today!
Han Yuxin really wanted to step forward to hold Ling Zitong, but as soon as the thought appeared, Ling Yuyao immediately tightened her arms to control her movements, as if telepathic.Han Yuxin raised her eyes in anxiety and confusion, Ling Yuyao used her eyes to signal her not to act rashly at the moment.

The servants were already too frightened to approach the hall, only the housekeeper stood firm outside the door for fear of accidents.

He Feifang walked quickly to her daughter in distress, knelt down and persuaded her to apologize to her father quickly, and stretched out her hand to help her up, but Ling Zitong threw her arm away.

"Mom, don't try to persuade me anymore. Don't you understand the sorrow of being the daughter of a wealthy family? Mom, you have experienced it yourself back then, don't you..."

"Shut up, Zitong!" This was a taboo in He Feifang's heart, and she immediately stopped her daughter's next words.

Ling Shenzheng heard what Ling Zitong said just now, and his reaction was more intense than that of He Feifang.Like an angry lion, he directed his hands outside the door and yelled at her: "Get out of this house! Just treat me, Ling Shenzheng, without your unfilial daughter!" Then he yelled at the servants outside the door , "From now on, there will be no Miss Second in our Ling family!"

Han Yuxin was frightened by Ling Shenzheng's furious roar, subconsciously clenched Ling Yuyao's sleeves, and hid behind his tall body.

The expression on Ling Yuyao's face was still as calm as before, but his black eyes were deeper and deeper. He looked at his sister who was knocked down by a slap, and wanted to help her, but his reason did not allow him to do so.

He understood that before the time came, a single mistake would be fatal.

(End of this chapter)