She glared at him: "If you keep suppressing it like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to control it."

"I can't... or anything like that right now. If you are so suffocated that you can't sleep, don't rely on me," she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled, buried his head in her neck, and kissed her carefully.

"hiss……"

She took a breath.

The long-lost numbing feeling is like an electric current, flowing through the whole body.

"Don't……"

She gave him a gentle push.

Not only was he afraid that he would lose control, but he was also worried that he would lose control.

However, his kiss had spread along her neck to her shoulders.

In this weather, it's a bit stuffy to sleep at night.

During her confinement period, she wore a set of white, soft and breathable white clothes at night.

He pulled open the collar of her obscene clothes, revealing half of her smooth and eye-catching shoulders and vagina.

Considering that it would be more convenient for breastfeeding, she did not wear a bellyband.

Because it is filled with milk, even if I lie down on my back, I feel extremely plump and erect.

It looks much larger than before.

"Haha, my Qing'er has grown too."

He looked at the beauty beneath him and sighed sincerely.

She became even more shy and raised her hands to cover her face.

The next moment, a pair of objects on the chest were suddenly gently held by a pair of warm, thick, slightly rough hands.

Hot lips covered her.

"Forehead……"

Her body couldn't help but twist slightly.

"What are you doing?" she said coquettishly.

"Get up and drive quickly, that's your son's and daughter's granary, what the hell are you doing?"

"Seeing how hard they eat every day, I, as a father, am also very curious and want to taste it."

He said solemnly, and he really buried his head and wrapped it up...

"Kekeke..."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

"Your breast-wrapping skills are way worse than those of your sons and daughters!"

She said, reaching out her hand to push him gently, "Okay, don't make a fuss, the granary will overflow if you make a fuss again, and your son and daughter will starve!"

Luo Fengtang originally wanted to 'ravage' him some more, but after hearing this, he could only lie back down with unfulfilled satisfaction.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, put his finger on the tip of his tongue and taste it gently.

"It's indeed a bit sweet. No wonder the two kids like it. It tastes really good. Hehe..."

He lay there talking to himself.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled, "Fool!"

The two fell asleep hugging each other.

…

Good days always fly by.

Soon, it was the beginning of the fourth month of the lunar calendar.

The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach trees in the yard have begun to bear peaches.

Yang Ruoqing's favorite gardenias are also in bloom, in clusters and blossoms, like holy white snow, pure yet charming.

The fragrant but fresh fragrance permeates every corner of the yard.

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing picked a few flowers that were still in bud and still stained with dew and brought them into the house.

Place it beside the bed, on the table, in the window, or in the shower room.

The room smells better and people feel more energetic.

"Qing'er..."

Luo Fengtang's voice came from behind.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and smiled happily at him behind her.

"How's it going? Have all the guests come?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "We are all here, let's have tea and chat in the front hall!"

Yang Ruoqing asked again: "Where are Chen'er and Baobao?"

Luo Fengtang said: "When you went to the backyard to pick gardenias, your mother and my mother had already come over and carried them to the front yard to greet the guests!"

Greet guests?

Just the two of them?

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"Let's go to the front yard," Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Luo Fengtang said: "Wait a minute and go there, there is something else."

"What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "I brought all the full moon gifts sent by my relatives back to the house and put them in the room next door. You can go and sort them out."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and knocked on her head.

I'm so stupid that I forgot about this.

Relatives send full-moon gifts. As the hostess, she must register the gifts sent by each family.

When something happens to each of their families in the future, they will have to return the favor according to this standard.

The couple then came to the next door room together.

The bed in the next room was really filled with all kinds of gifts.

Clothes, shoes, socks, hats...

Children's toys...

On the table, there are stacks of supplements to eat.

Under the table, there are baskets filled with eggs.

In addition, there were two old hens with their wings tied, and the wooden barrels were filled with clean water. In the clean water, there were about two or three kilograms of loaches.

At first glance, it seemed that her relatives had given it to her to induce lactation.

"Everyone is very considerate and sent such a generous gift." Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but sigh after looking around.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "They are good to us and our children. We must keep it in our hearts and repay them double in the future!"

"Yeah!" Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Relatives sent such generous gifts, although they had good intentions, but it was also because their family had shown kindness first.

Open a restaurant, make tofu, run a transportation team and a cooking team, open a school...

One after another, Yang Ruoqing has never been one of her own family to make a fortune. Instead, she has taken care of her relatives and supported the villagers.

Because of family ties and common interests, everyone is tightly united.

This is reciprocity, this is the so-called favor!

"Hey, which relative made these two pairs of tiger-head shoes? This pattern is interesting, I have never seen it before!" Yang Ruoqing picked up the two pairs of shoes on the far side and looked at them.

She can almost recognize the craftsmanship of her mother, fifth aunt, and eldest aunt at a glance.

Are these shoes a gift from Aunt Guihua and the others?

Luo Fengtang glanced at the two pairs of tiger-head shoes, "I told you...don't be upset."

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

"What do you mean? I'm confused. Please explain it quickly," she said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Your second uncle is also here. He brought these two pairs of shoes."

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly.

So, aren't these two pairs of shoes made by Qian?

"Last time Chen'er and Baobao went to wash Jiuchao, they didn't come over. Why did they come over again this time during the full moon? What do you mean?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

I thought that the shoes in my hands were made by a dirty, despicable, and dark-hearted woman like Qian.

Her love for these shoes suddenly dropped by more than half.

He put the shoes aside casually, not wanting to look at them again.

"Is it just the second uncle who came here alone? Didn't Mr. Qian come with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "My second uncle is here. Qing'er, my mother-in-law asked me to ask you in private if you want to take these shoes? It all depends on what you want!"
Chapter completed!