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It reminded him of the hard times before, when he was slowly savoring the days when clothes came and went and food came and went.

Yang Meng had never let his guard down and let himself become intoxicated with the world. Because of this, he was able to live a comfortable life. The only thing he lacked right now was not being able to give Qiu Hong a child.

Time passed without anyone being spared. Yang Meng's gaze looked at the back of his hand, which was still wrinkled despite having been well maintained. His lips were tightly pursed, and an unnatural pressure exuded from his body.

Qiu Hong was holding some food for him. Sensing Yang Meng's depression, she asked hesitantly, "Is the food not to your liking? "Why don't I do it for you?"

"No need, it's very delicious." Yang Meng grabbed Qiu Hong's standing body and pushed her down onto a chair.

Staring at the wrinkles on Qiu Hong's eyes, he suddenly thought of something.

Qiu Hong had a daughter. When he took her away, her daughter had just weaned.

Yang Meng's heart stirred. He patted the back of Qiu Hong's hand and picked up the chopsticks to eat the food she gave him. Praising, he said, "Not bad, it's very delicious. Hurry up and eat it. If you slow down, we'll have to gnaw on the plate."

As he spoke, Yang Meng looked at the chubby little guy who was eating on the opposite side of him. He was already as round as a ball, yet he was still exerting all his strength on the meat, not knowing if he would grow up to be a panda in the future.

Feeling Yang Meng's gaze, Little Lu quickly snatched the last pork chop from the plate and blinked at Yang Meng. He was like a child snatching candy, full of humanity.

Yang Meng looked at the furry little claw that was slowly reaching towards the plate of braised chicken leg on his left.

Yang Meng suddenly pulled a prank and poured the wine out of his cup onto the chicken leg. Then, he picked up a chicken leg and slowly ate it.

"Can it be eaten?" Qiu Hong hesitantly looked at the chicken drumstick that was covered with grapes and lowered her head to take a bite.

Xiao Xun tilted his head as he looked at Yang Meng and then at Qiu Hong. After a moment of hesitation, he grabbed a chicken leg with his small hand.

The smell caused his small head to waver and hesitate, but in the end, it couldn't resist the fragrance of the chicken leg. He stuck out his pink tongue to lick the liquid on top of the chicken leg.

That night, Shao roamed and howled at the top of his lungs for nearly an entire night.

Yang Meng used his earplugs and a pillow to cover his head. Even through the two doors, he could still hear the little guy's loud singing.

He bitterly laughed while looking at Qiu Hong, who was slapping her face gently. Just as his mouth was about to open, she saw Qiu Hong looking at him pleadingly, Yang Meng sighed, and her heart softened. He put her head back on the pillow, closed her eyes and complained, "How long is it going to howl? Why don't we give it some sleeping pills?"

"Its teeth haven't even fully grown yet. Why don't you sleep first, I'll go take a look."

"Can I sleep?" As Yang Meng listened to the devilish voice, he once again really wanted to rush out and pick up that newly raised son and throw him out of the window.

But in the end, if he clenched his teeth and closed his eyes …

Endure, endure, if not, then get up and listen to the song. The moment the music sounded, Yang Meng stretched out his hand and was about to pull Qiu Hong along to dance a song when the bedroom door was slammed open.

Yang Meng could only watch helplessly as that little figure threw himself into Qiu Hong's embrace. Two small, lustful claws hooked onto Qiu Hong's snow-white neck.

Drunk, Shao wriggles his furry little butt, twists his round little body in Qiu Hong's arms along with the music, all kinds of cute and spoiled. Occasionally, his little head would rub against Qiu Hong's soft chest.

Yang Meng looked on with fire in his eyes. This wasn't like raising a son, this was like raising a rival in love.

However, he had just grown up and already knew how to snatch his woman. He looked at the little fellow who had gained weight in just a few days.

Yang Meng breathed out. He had no choice but to worry that in a year's time, he would not even be as big as the little guy in front of him. At that time, what it would be seizing would be not just Qiu Hong's embrace, but her and Qiu Hong's big bed.

He pressed the sound button with his big hand, and the melodious tune immediately disappeared.

The little guy in Qiu Hong's embrace was shaking her head and twisting her butt. The slow and leisurely filming of the scene turned out to be no more music.

He stuck his head out of Qiu Hong's embrace and gave two moans to Yang Meng. Immediately after, all kinds of audio howls began resounding in Qiu Hong's arms, sounding high, low, excited, and melodious.

The straightforward Yang Meng, who had just recovered his temper in the past few days, instantly became irritable.

Xiao Xun's small body was lifted up by Yang Meng's big hands and thrown out of the door.

The next second, the door was locked. Yang Meng carried Qiu Hong and ran to the bed. Before Qiu Hong could react, she fell on the bed.

Outside the bedroom door, Shao's small hands knocked on the door. After knocking for a short while, his eyes, which had been dizzy a moment ago, became clear. His small body jumped out of the half-open window of the living room and quickly disappeared into the night.

The worried hearts of the surrounding families finally dropped to the ground, and they could safely lie back on their beds to sleep. A few figures who were already standing in front of the door with their hands raised to ring the doorbell also lowered their hands and left.

She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to lift her finger, and just like that, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. She had always wanted to see the little guy, but she knew that the moment she walked out of the bedroom door, she would be caught by Yang Meng in the next second and continued with her previous movements.

Yang Meng was also covered in sweat. After all, he was not a 20-30 year old young man. His heart was soft for a moment as he looked at Qiu Hong's sleeping face that still contained traces of charm and exhaustion.

He bent down to pick up Qiu Hong and walk towards the bathroom. His patience and tenderness these few days were the sum of his past and he would have done it whenever he wanted to. Now, he discovered that he treated Qiu Hong gently and Qiu Hong would also treat him tenderly.

The bedroom door was locked and did not open. Qiu Hong did not wake up until the afternoon. When she moved her body, she felt a domineering big hand around her waist.

Qiu Hong sighed. She carefully lifted her hand from her waist and got off the bed with light steps.

The living room was very quiet. However, there were footprints on the sofa and a dirty little person was sleeping soundly on a blanket by the window.

Even when Qiu Hong picked it up, it only looked at it with half-closed eyes before closing its eyes and falling asleep again.

Qiu Hong's heart ached as she carried him into the room next to the bedroom.

Here, she made a bedroom for Little Wandering and used a large towel to wipe off the dirt on the little guy's body. Qiu Hong found that the soil was mixed with the fresh bamboo fragrance.

Xiao Lu was not in high spirits that day. Yang Meng waved a glass of wine in front of him, causing the little guy to raise his eyelids and fall asleep on the sofa. However, when it was time to eat, it went back to snatching meat.

That night, because she was worried about taking a little stroll, Qiu Hong stood up and went next door after Yang Meng fell asleep.

Instead of a furry little body, it was an empty cot that awaited her.

Qiu Hong looked under all the sofas in all the rooms in the house, even the kitchen cabinet, but there was no sign of a person wandering around. She was extremely anxious. She went downstairs to search around the district, but she didn't find anything.