Looking at Du Weijia\'s depressed expression, Xia Ling quickly rubbed his soft hair and said softly, "no, Zi Zi is so cute. Why doesn\'t my aunt like Zi Zi?"

"Well, so my aunt can\'t hold you, but my uncle allows you to hold my aunt\'s thigh."

Fu Yunting put the food box on the tea table, strode to Xia Ling and spoke solemnly to Du Weijia.

Xia Ling glanced at him and lost his smile.

hug close the powerful guy!

She\'s not a big guy. Is it really good to tease her little nephew so much?

"Well, Zizi wants to hold his aunt\'s thigh."

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

Xia Ling couldn\'t laugh or cry and stared at the leisurely man on the side.

Fu Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows and accepted the baptism of his wife\'s eyes. He picked up the little guy who was still tired of leaning in front of Xia Ling with both hands.

"Well, you hold your thighs, too. Now you can have dinner with your aunt."

"OK, aunt, come and have dinner with Zizi."

Duvega waved to Xia Ling, and the milk sound was like milk.

"Here I am."

Xia Ling took a step and Fu Yunting hugged her waist. The three went to the sofa and sat down.

"Did you take the medicine?"

Fu Yunting took a pillow and put it behind Xia Ling and took good care of her.

"Well, eat."

Xia Ling\'s heart is warm and enjoys the man\'s care for herself.

"Do you still have a feeling of falling and swelling in your stomach? You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Fu Yunting gave the dishes and chopsticks to the two people respectively and gave another instruction.

"Well, husband, don\'t be wordy. Zizi and I are going to have dinner."

Xia Ling smelled the smell of the meal and spit at Fu Yunting.

"Well, uncle, listen to your aunt and don\'t be a wordy ghost."

Duvega took a mouthful of rice and muttered.

Xia Ling burst out laughing and glanced at Fu Yunting proudly.

Fu Yunting: "

Did some smelly boy forget who brought him?

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

"Aunt!"

"Why?"

"Because my aunt protected me."

"You\'re a man. You want a woman to protect you?"

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

"Well, so you should eat more and have another bowl of rice."

“......”

With the participation of children, the three people laughed and enjoyed a meal.

When the three finished eating, duvega touched his belly and frowned, "aunt, Zizi is so full that his stomach is about to open."

Xia Ling smiled, "come here and let your aunt rub it for you."

After listening to Fu Yunting\'s words, the little guy ate an extra bowl of rice and probably ate enough.

"OK."

Duvega moved to Xialing, snuggled up beside her and asked her to rub his stomach.

Xia Ling bent her lips and gently rubbed his lower abdomen with her hand, with a gentle face.

Fu Yunting opposite looked at the interaction between the two, and his eyebrows were full of softness.

He can imagine that this scene will be staged every day in the near future.

Fortunately, it ended without danger.

Fortunately, their children are still there.

The doorbell of the villa rang, interrupting the warm moment of the three people.

Xia Ling raised her eyes to Fu Yunting and expressed her doubts with her eyes.

Knowing that there are not many people living in the villa, her mother Lanmei said she would move in tomorrow to take care of her daily life, so it shouldn\'t be her.

Who will be here at this time?