[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

He filled a small bowl of porridge that Xiao Yu had made long ago, and brought it to Sancho to feed it mouthful. Sancho yawned a little sleepily again, lay down and continued to sleep.

After a while, the little guy next to Sancho woke up, probably hungry, and cried loudly again, Su Zhuo hurriedly carried him out.

When I went out, I happened to see Xiao Yu leading a sheep in. Su Zhuo coaxed the child to watch Xiao Yu squeeze the milk and boil it. After quickly cooling down with spiritual power, he dared to feed the little guy little by little.

The two tossed for a long time, the little guy was full and fell asleep again, Su Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Sancho was woken up and wanted to go out to have a look, but his feet were on the ground, his lower body was still sore and weak, so he could only go back to bed and lie down, looking out from time to time.

After a long time, when Sancho was a little worried and wanted to use the sound transmission stone to ask Su Zhuo, the door was pushed open again, and Su Zhuo came in empty-handed.

"Where's the baby?" Sancho braced himself nervously and remembered.

Why go out here, the child is gone?

Su Zhuo hurried to the bed to support him, and lay down.

"The child is too noisy, so Xiao Yu took it away. You are still in good health and need to rest." Su Zhuo rubbed his cheek with his thumb, "I want to take care of you, but I can't take care of you."

San Qiao stared at Su Zhuo for a while, then suddenly lay down and turned to face the wall without speaking.

He didn't know if he should rejoice that Su Zhuo only cared about him, or sigh that Su Zhuo might not care that much about the baby, just born, ugly is a bit ugly, but he can't throw it to others so quickly.

Su Zhuo looked at the person who turned his head and ignored him, sighed slightly, took off his robe, lay down on the bed, and touched Sancho's flat stomach from behind.

"Angry?"

Sancho answered honestly after a while: "The baby will be sad when he finds out."

Ever since he was conceived, his father thought about not wanting him, and giving him to someone else after he was born. The baby will be sad when he finds out.

Su Zhuo raised his body and kissed Sancho's face lightly.

"Everyone loves the baby very much, but you haven't recovered yet, you can take it by yourself later." Su Zhuo hugged him into his arms, "I love the baby very much, and they love the baby very much, the baby will only grow stronger It's just happiness, it's just that you need more care now."

Sancho thought for a while, nodded, and gave a low "hmm", which was better.

Su Zhuo gently rubbed his stomach for him, and Sancho fell asleep again after a while.

At this moment, Sancho slept until the evening, and the belly that only drank a bowl of porridge had already begun to protest. Sancho sat up in a daze, and Su Zhuo was not by his side.

It has to be said that the mermaid's body recovered really quickly. It only took half a day. Sancho was able to walk on the ground, and his body was much better.

When he walked out the door and heard the voice in the kitchen, he walked over, leaned on the door frame and took a look in. After seeing the person in white clothes inside, he called out in a low voice: "Su Zhuo".

Su Zhuo turned around and saw the person walking to the door. He was a little surprised. He put down the things in his hand, walked over quickly, picked up the little mermaid horizontally, and walked into the house.

"You just gave birth, how can you run out to have a wind? You don't know how to wear a dress."

Sancho grabbed the clothes on Su Zhuo's chest with his hands, buried his head in his chest, and whispered softly: "...just myself."

It took half a year to get used to being alone, but Su Zhuo had only been with him for a few days, and Sancho already felt lonely when he woke up at dusk.

"I'm here." Su Zhuo said in a low voice.

Going back to the house and putting down the person in his arms, Su Zhuo went back to the kitchen and brought up the fish soup he had stewed in a small white porcelain bowl. Sancho drank it first, and he went to the kitchen to make leftovers. next dish.

Sancho held the bowl, sipped and sipped, watched Su Zhuo go back and forth to serve the dishes, and after a while, they were almost cleaned up before calling everyone over for dinner.

Jun Yi entered the door and looked at Sancho sitting on the table, lowered his eyes, didn't say anything, just sat next to him at a distance.

Jun Yi was unwilling to lose, but he couldn't bear to force the only purity in his heart. He was too dirty, and he was afraid that Sancho would be dirty if he was not careful.

Today, he hastily put down everything and rushed back to accompany Sancho to give birth, but it also made him clear that he would never reach Sancho's heart, and they were only a family of three.

I can't say it's a blessing, Jun Yi is just used to being tough on himself and not procrastinating, besides... now he has more important things to investigate.

After a while, the three from the next yard came over with their children in their arms.

Xiao Yu carefully put the child into Sancho's arms, lifted a little blanket covering the child, revealing the wrinkled little face inside.

"Qiao Qiao, the baby is so good. He sleeps when he eats, and when he cries, he needs to change his diaper."

Sancho poked the baby's face curiously. The sleeping child seemed to be disturbed, and raised his hand to rub his cheek.

Sancho turned to poke his hand again, and the sleeping baby unconsciously grabbed Sancho's fingertips, and a small hand held just one finger.

The soft touch spread from the fingers to the heart, and Sancho's eyes suddenly turned red.

This is the baby that I worked so hard to give birth to.

Sitting next to San Qiao, Su Zhuo also came over to have a look. Afraid of waking the baby, he put the baby on the bed after a while, set up a barrier to isolate the outside sound, and let him fall asleep by himself.

"Okay, let's eat first, you can't cry after you just gave birth."

Su Zhuo gently rubbed the corner of Sancho's red eyes with his thumb, and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Chu Han sat on the other side of Sancho, took a bowl, stood up and filled him with fish soup, he took a look in, in the milky white fish soup, there were a few green flakes floating on the soft boiled fish. Vegetable leaves, the taste is really fragrant.

No wonder Qiao Qiao used to like to drink this fish soup the most.

After serving all the people at the table, Chu Han sat down and looked at San Qiao, who was sipping the soup, and suddenly said: "The crucian carp soup specially cooked by the master, Qiao Qiao, drink more, it is good for my godson."

Sancho, who had just taken a mouthful of soup, suddenly choked and coughed a few times to get better. Fortunately, he quickly swallowed the fish soup in his mouth, otherwise he would have to spit it out.

"Crucian carp soup?" He looked at Su Zhuo in surprise, pouted and wanted to cry, and asked in a low voice, "I can't?"

This crucian carp soup is used by pregnant women to produce milk after giving birth. Sancho looked down at his flat chest. It shouldn't be so small, right?

Su Zhuo didn't understand these things, and looked up at Lin He inexplicably.

Lin He picked up the bowl calmly, took a sip of the fish soup, and said, "Don't worry, you can't, the child will eat milk with you, and it will probably be hungry three meals a day."

Only then did Sancho heave a sigh of relief, he kicked Chu Han's leg with a little force under the table, and looked at him angrily.

"You scared me."

Chu Han suppressed a smile, lowered his head to pick up the rice, but frowned slightly after Sancho looked away.

After eating, several people helped to pack up their things before leaving, and the child stayed behind for Sancho to take with him.

Su Zhuo brought water, helped Sancho wash up, watched him go to bed and lay beside the baby, poked and played with it from time to time, and went out to express some goat milk by himself.

After the goat milk is boiled, bring it to the room to cool to prevent the baby from waking up hungry in the middle of the night.

After tidying up, he tidied up the floor under the bed, turned off the light and lay down, just guarding Sancho and the children.

After Jun Yi returned to the room, he brewed a pot of tea and sat quietly at the table for a while.

He reached out his hand and took out a small milky white porcelain bottle, held it in his hand and played with it for a while, remembering Chu Han's somewhat unnatural walking posture during the day, finally got up and walked out the door.

In the room in the next yard, Chu Han just took off his coat, and opened the front of his clothes to reveal the scratches on his body.

When he was in the East China Sea, because the waves were too big, he could only climb to the rock wall to collect medicine with his bare hands. He fell hard.

He rushed back before he could get treatment. Some parts of his body were already swollen and festered. He was afraid that Sancho would blame himself, so he just carefully concealed the injury.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Chu Han hurriedly tied up his obscene clothes before putting on his coat and opening the door.

Seeing Jun Yi standing outside the door, he frowned slightly, a little surprised.

Jun Yi glanced at him, pushed him away forcefully, walked in on his own, and stood still by the table.

"Um...why did the devil come to my place so late?" It was a while since we saw each other, and suddenly being alone, Chu Han felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

Jun Yi turned around and looked at Chu Han's legs under the pure white obscene pants, and suddenly said, "Go to bed."

"...You came to sleep with me?" Chu Han's eyes widened, and he stammered, "You...you haven't asked me if I would like to."

Jun Yi frowned, didn't bother to explain to him, strode over directly, pulled Chu Han onto his shoulders, and then threw him on the bed, the movement was done in one go.

When Chu Han reacted slowly, Jun Yi was already pulling his pants.

Chu Han was not as strong as him. Even though he pulled his pants vigorously with both hands, he still couldn't resist Chu Han, and the pants were still crumpled and pulled off.

"Hey, do you know what respect is? When someone comes, he just says to go to bed and takes off his pants." Chu Han struggled angrily, but was still easily controlled by Jun Yi with one hand.

The pants were thrown to the ground, Chu Han finally gave up struggling, sighed slowly, let go, and closed his eyes.

"Forget it, take it easy."

It's not that he hasn't slept, as long as he touches lightly, Chu Han intends to follow suit.

Anyway, Jun Yi is good-looking, so he is not at a disadvantage.

Jun Yi tore off Chu Han's obscene pants, saw the palm-sized festered place on his calf, took out the ointment from his bosom, and smeared it on him without mercy.

After waiting for a long time, Jun Yi did not make any other movements. Just as Chu Han was about to open his eyes to take a look, he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

He suddenly sat up from the bed: "It hurts, it hurts, take it easy." Don't ask me why I know crucian carp soup is milk??????.

The question is, I don’t know, I haven’t had it.