Crippled Master's Young Wife

0Xia Ling saw Du Weijia's depressed expression and quickly rubbed his soft hair. She gently said, "No, baby is so cute. How could aunt not like baby?"    

    

"Yes, so aunt cannot hug you, but uncle allows you to hug aunt's thigh."    

    

Fu Yuntine put the food box on the coffee table and strode to Xia Ling. He said to Du Weijia in a serious manner.    

    

Xia Ling turned her head to glance at him and laughed involuntarily.    

    

Hug your thighs!    

    

She was not a big shot. Was it really good to tease her nephew like this?    

    

"Sure, baby wants to hug aunt's thighs."    

    

Du Weijia hugged Xia Ling's beautiful leg and looked up at her with a smile.    

    

Xia Ling did not know whether to laugh or cry and glared at the leisurely man beside her.    

    

Fu Yuntine slightly raised his eyebrows and accepted the baptism of his wife's gaze. He picked up the little guy in front of Xia Ling with both hands.    

    

"Alright, you have also hugged your thigh. Now you can have dinner with your aunt."    

    

"Okay, aunt. Quickly come and have dinner with baby."    

    

Du Weijia waved at Xia Ling and said in a soft voice.    

    

"Okay, I'm coming."    

    

Xia Ling walked up and Fu Yuntine held her waist. The three of them walked to the sofa and sat down.    

    

"Have you taken the medicine?"    

    

Fu Yuntine took a pillow and placed it on Xia Ling's back. He carefully took care of her.    

    

"Yes, I have."    

    

Xia Ling's heart was warm as she enjoyed the care of the man.    

    

"Does your stomach still have inflammation? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."    

    

Fu Yuntine gave the bowls and chopsticks to the two of them and reminded them again.    

    

"Alright, husband, don't be long-winded. baby and I are going to have dinner."    

    

Xia Ling smelled the fragrance of the food and said to Fu Yuntine.    

    

" Mmm, uncle must listen to your aunt. Don't be a long-winded ghost."    

    

Du Weijia took a mouthful of rice and muttered.    

    

Xia Ling burst into laughter and cast a smug glance at Fu Yuntine.    

    

Fu Yuntine was speechless."    

    

Could it be that some brat had forgotten who brought him here?    

    

"Baby, uncle and aunt, who do you like?"    

    

"Aunt!"    

    

"Why?"    

    

"Because Aunt protected me."    

    

"You are a man, and you actually want a woman to protect you?"    

    

"That... That's because I'm still young! I'll protect Aunty when I grow up. "    

    

"Mm, so you need to eat more and eat another bowl of rice."    

    

... ""    

    

With the addition of the child, the three of them laughed and ate happily.    

    

When the three of them finished eating, Du Weijia touched his small belly and frowned. "Aunt, baby ate so full. His stomach is about to open."    

    

Xia Ling smiled. "Come over and let Aunt massage you."    

    

The little guy heard Fu Yuntine's words and ate an extra bowl of rice. He was probably full.    

    

"Okay."    

    

Du Weijia moved to Xia Ling's side and leaned against her, letting her massage his stomach.    

    

Xia Ling smiled and gently rubbed his stomach with her hand, her face full of tenderness.    

    

Opposite him, Fu Yuntine saw the interaction between the two and his face was full of gentleness.    

    

He could imagine that in the near future, this scene would happen every day.    

    

Fortunately, the matter ended without any mishaps.    

    

Fortunately, their child was still there.    

    

The doorbell of the villa rang, interrupting their warm moment.    

    

Xia Ling looked up at Fu Yuntine and expressed her doubt with her eyes.    

    

There were not many people who knew that they lived in the villa. Her mother, Lan Mei, said that she would only move over tomorrow to take care of her daily life, so it should not be her.    

    

Who would come at this time?    

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