Interstellar arranged marriage: The big guys rose after being deposed

Chapter 300 I thought this was a protracted war



Chapter 300 I thought this was a protracted war

Wu Yan's face darkened, and he patiently explained, "Aunt Jie, I know my limits. Since Ling Ling became pregnant, we have only slept in the same bed, and we really haven't done anything."

Now he could only hug his wife, be a little affectionate, and restrain himself.

Jie Dong still refused to let go and said seriously: "My Lord, you are young and you just got married, how can you not think about that? What's more, I am also concerned about your health."

The body will become ill if you hold it in! It is impossible for an SSS-level warrior to have his own offspring, and he still doesn't take his body seriously.

She didn't say it, but Wu Yan understood what she meant instantly. "Then I'll sleep on the floor! What if she feels uncomfortable, hungry, or wants to drink water at night? We have to leave someone to take care of her."

Jie Dong sighed and stepped aside. She believed that the prince could control himself.

After entering the house, Qiu Ling opened his eyes and laughed, "General Wu is going to sleep on the floor tonight? I can enjoy such a big bed by myself and roll around sideways."

"Watch your stomach," Wu Yan said unhappily. Don't think he couldn't hear her gloating!

After putting his wife on the bed, Wu Yan really took out the bedding, spread it out beside the bed and lay down.

Qiu Ling leaned on the bed and said, "General Wu, why did I just realize that you are so obedient now? Aunt Jie told you not to get too close to me, but you are willing to sleep on the floor and leave me alone in the empty bed?"

Wu Yan smiled and pinched her cheek, "I'm afraid that it will delay your rolling sideways, so I'm willing to give way, right?"

Qiu Ling turned her head and groaned, biting his hand. She heard the man's heavy breathing and chuckled with her fangs showing: "I have taken pregnancy-preserving pills, and the child is like welded to my stomach, living and dying with me. So, you don't have to be so cautious with me."

Wu Yan put his hand against her teeth, his eyes dimmed, and his voice became hoarse: "Lingling, what do you mean by this?"

"It means exactly what it says. General Wu, don't you understand?" Qiu Ling smiled as he slid from the bedside to the carpet and knelt beside him. "Of course I want to hurt our General Wu. Don't worry, I'll be gentle..."

Wu Yan was afraid of hurting her, so he hesitated to move. He held the quilt tightly with both hands and let his wife do this and that to him. Even at the end, he served her with great restraint.

Qiu Ling and the three men were like guerrilla warfare with Jie Dong. As a doctor, Jie Dong was very rigid in his behavior. He told people not to eat this and not to touch that. He told people to drink this soup today and that water tomorrow.

Even if Qiu Ling had a good appetite, she couldn't resist the bland tonic soup. Wu Yan and the other two had promised Qiu Ling that, except for the pain of childbirth, they would experience everything else together and would never let her suffer alone.

Therefore, every time I boiled various soups to relieve the winter, I had to bring the amounts for these three people. They were all fed up with drinking, not to mention Qiu Ling who had morning sickness.

It has to be said that the tonics for Jie Dong took effect. Qiu Ling gained some weight, his face became rounder, and his lines became smoother, more delicate and beautiful.

Time passed quickly when the family was together. Qiu Ling's belly swelled up like a balloon, and it kept getting bigger and bigger. One could even faintly see the blue blood vessels, and it looked like it was about to burst.

As the due date approaches, Qiu Ling insists on doing a certain amount of exercise every day. This time, she was eating when she felt a sudden pain in her stomach. The feeling made her squinting her eyes and freeze in place. The pain lasted for a full twenty seconds, and then everything returned to normal.

Qiu Ling didn't care. When she had almost finished her meal, her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't straighten her back.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, squinting her eyes as she thought about Aunt Jie, who had been whispering in her ears the past few days, details about everything from pregnancy to childbirth to upbringing.

Did she look like she was about to give birth? She continued to eat, and after everyone had finished eating, she slowly said, "I might be about to give birth."

Her words made the men jump up. They were so mature and steady outside, but now they were like headless flies. They forgot how many times they had rehearsed and still didn't know what to do.

Jie Dong still had a serious face and quickly told them to do things.

The pain of childbirth was nothing to Qiu Ling, whose muscles, skin and bones were broken and reshaped time and time again.

Jie Dong thought this was going to be a protracted battle, so he ordered the three men to work.

She thought that it would not be easy for the princess as it was her first child, so she thought about everything again, made sure there was nothing left out, and then waited patiently.

But the first time she checked on Qiu Ling’s delivery, she touched the baby’s head?? !!

Jie Dong hurriedly taught the princess how to use force and slowly carried the first child out. This child had not been taken care of yet, and the second child was also anxious to arrive.

Hearing the loud cries of the children, Qiu Ling turned his head and saw that the two little guys were very small. They closed their eyes and cried loudly twice, then put their clenched fists to their mouths and sucked.

TV dramas are lies, they show the mother crying when she looks at her child after giving birth.

When it came to her, even though she had been carrying the two babies in her belly for more than eight months, she felt particularly strange when she looked at the two children, as if they suddenly appeared in her life and became dependent on her family.

Qiu Ling turned her head to look at the two children standing on either side of the pillow. They were so small, their faces were not even as big as her palms.

Hearing the child crying, Wu Yan and the other two were pacing anxiously at the door.

After Jie Dong helped Qiu Ling clean up, he opened the door and let them in. "Congratulations, Master Shang, Madam Qiu gave birth to twins for you!"

Shang Qi's eyes were red with joy. He thanked him repeatedly and strode to Qiu Ling. Without even looking at the child, he held Qiu Ling's hand first, "Ling Bao, were you scared just now? Did it hurt? Are you still feeling uncomfortable now?"

Qiu Ling smiled and shook his head: "I'm not scared, it doesn't hurt, and I'm not uncomfortable! Shang Qi, look at our children. Does our son look like you, and does our daughter look like me?"

Shang Qi turned his head and looked at the two little guys. Their skin was white and wrinkled from being soaked in amniotic fluid. The little guys closed their eyes and gnawed their fists. After gnawing for a few times, they found that they were hungry and could not eat enough, so they cried a few times and continued to gnaw their hands eagerly.

He looked at Qiu Ling and then at the two babies with a strange expression. They looked like monkeys, ugly and cute. The couple looked good, how could they be alike!

"They don't look alike, but as long as Ling Bao gives birth to me, I'll like them all..." Shang Qi assured seriously.

What the hell? Qiu Ling stared at him. What do you mean by not quite like?

Old Lady Shang finally lurked in and nodded in approval: "Same, really too much like him, exactly like when little Qizi was just born!"

Wu Yan and Yan Zhao couldn't help but look at the child and then at Shang Qi, trying to find any similarities between the father and his two sons, but the reality was cruel: there were none.

So, "Shang Qi, have you had plastic surgery?!" Yan Zhao eliminated all impossibilities and got the impossible possibility.


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