Chapter 2287

Ling Limu, congratulations. You have a wife and a son.

Her soft and waxy voice resounded through his ears. Ling Limu gently gathered his black eyes. He pasted his handsome face on her fragrant long hair. She gave him all the women he could not ask in his dream and the inheritance of children he never dared to expect.

She gave him everything he dreamed of.

Look at her face slowly, and then look at her

Fu Xiyao blinked and avoided the slender Yujie. "What are you doing? This is the kitchen. Hurry out and I'll bring porridge to grandma."

Her beautiful little face was red, shy and sweet.

Ling Limu didn't loosen her, but still held her soft waist tightly, "Yaoyao, let's have a make-up wedding?"

A make-up wedding

They got their marriage certificate more than four years ago. Later, they had twists and turns and didn't want to have any wedding, but now everything is fine and the wedding is put on the agenda.

"I really want to have a wedding, but I think it's troublesome to have a wedding. Besides, the pocket is so big, otherwise don't do it?" Fu Xiyao whispered to him.

Ling Limu looked at her with a warm smile in his black eyes. He whispered, "I want to see you put on your wedding dress for me."

In the last life, she married him in a phoenix crown. In this life, he would watch her put on her wedding dress.

Fu Xiyao's heart was sweet, and she nodded, "that's... okay."

Ling Limu hugged her with her thin lips.

"Husband ~" Fu Xiyao called him.

"Well?"

Fu Xiyao looked up at him with a red face. "Do you want... I'll give you another daughter?"

She said she would give him another daughter.

Ling Limu Jian's arm gathered strength and hugged her hard. "Do you still want to have a baby?"

"You don't want to have a baby? Forget it, when I didn't say that."

Fu Xiyao deliberately turned jueli's small face and ignored him.

Ling Limu's heart is soft like a Wang Chunshui, "Yao Yao, you know I don't mean that."

"What do you mean? I'm kind enough to give you another daughter and a little lover. You're not happy yet."

"I'd love to. I'm so happy, but you've given me a little pocket. Your body has been damaged since childhood. If you have another one, I'm worried that you can't afford it. I have a pocket is enough. Compared with what little lover and what children have, you are the most important thing in my life."

Ling Limu really loves her. He has loved her for two generations. She is the sweetheart in his hand. He can't let her have any mistakes.

Of course, Fu Xiyao believed this. Ling Limu in the previous life was 40 years old. He didn't marry or have children for her.

Fu Xiyao turned around, stretched out her small hand and gently hugged his fine and strong waist. She said sweetly, "I just want to have a baby. I want to give you another daughter."

Ling Limu feels he is going to compromise. He can't resist her coquetry, but he really doesn't approve of her regeneration. It's enough to have a small pocket.

Ling Limu bowed her head and kissed her hair. "Good, obedient, don't regenerate. I already have a lover. That's you. I'll love you and spoil you all my life."

Fu Xiyao bit his red lips with his teeth. His clear Jian pupils looked at him and said playfully and provocatively, "well, I want to have another one. You don't want to have another one. Let's rely on our abilities and see who can win in the end."

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There's a bigger one at night.