My Dangerous Billionaire Husband Chapter 1017 - You Fed Our Son

Chapter 1017: You Fed Our Son

Leng Zhiyuan could clearly hear Mother Zhou covering little Sileng’s mouth. Little Sileng seemed to be very confused and was still stammering as he asked, “Grandma… grandma, my mommy and… daddy… What are they doing…”
“Shh! No more questions. Let’s hurry up and leave!” Mother Zhou carried Zhou Sileng away.
Therefore, the place became quiet, but she was in a bad mood.
Mother Zhou must have known what they were doing in the ward. He was still recovering, and it’s still morning. It was fine with him, but Mother Zhou must have thought that she was the one who seduced him. How could she face Mother Zhou in the future?
“It’s all your fault!” Leng Zhiyuan wanted to kick him off her body.
However, the man didn’t move at all. He said impatiently in a hoarse voice, “It’s so troublesome to do something. Be quiet for a little bit!”
He pulled the blanket over the two of them…
Leng Zhiyuan’s consciousness blurred again, but she remembered something important and quickly pushed him away. “Hey, Zhou Yao, we don’t have any protection… No…”
Zhou Yao frowned. “It’s too late…”
He leaned on her shoulder.
Leng Zhiyuan was so angry that she pulled his ear and scolded him, “You did it on purpose!”
“I didn’t.”
“Quibble! Usually, you can wait up to an hour…”
“I haven’t touched you in a long time. I can’t control myself.”
Leng Zhiyuan’s little face was burning. Some strands of her hair were wrapped around her cheeks and neck because of sweat. She pouted her red and swollen lips, “No, I don’t want to get pregnant now… I’ll go to the pharmacy to buy some birth control pills later…”
Before she could finish her words, the man on her body propped himself up from her pink neck. His eyes were still very red, and there was still a burning passion in his eyes. There was only one button left in his blue and white hospital gown, and his muscular chest and perfect Adonis belt could be seen at a glance, they were fatally sexy.
“Don’t take meds,” he ordered unhappily.
Leng Zhiyuan snorted, “But I don’t want to get pregnant. I want to spend more time with Sileng…”
“And so you have the heart to kill Sileng’s younger brother or sister?”
“I…” Leng Zhiyuan was at a loss for words. She frowned. There were plenty of women who take birth control pills. It was nothing strange, but when he said it, it sounded like she was planning something heinous.
“It’s not like we can’t afford to raise another child.”
“But…”
Zhou Yao leaned over and kissed her beautiful little nose. Then, he coaxed her gently, “Honey, be good. Let’s have another child. This time, with doctor Zhou around, there won’t be any more danger. I wasn’t by your side when you were pregnant with Sileng. This time, I want to make up for my regret. Besides, if we have another child, Sileng won’t be alone in the future.”
Leng Zhiyuan’s arguments were countered. She reached out her small hand and hugged the man’s neck. “It’s not that I don’t want to have another child, I just… I’m not ready…”
“Humph,” Zhou Yao chuckled and hugged her tightly. “You don’t need to be ready, because this time, I’m fully prepared.”
…
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Chinese New Year was approaching. It was New Year’s Eve tonight.
The whole family gathered in the Zhou family mansion. In the living room, Old Master Zhou and Father Zhou were playing chess. Zhou Yao and Zhou Sileng were playing on the lawn outside while Leng Zhiyuan and Mother Zhou were in the kitchen.
“Mom, is this how you make glutinous rice balls?” Leng Zhiyuan handed a round glutinous rice ball to Mother Zhou.
Mother Zhou was rolling the dough. She looked at it and praised, “Yes, Zhiyuan. That is how you make them. You did a good job.”
Leng Zhiyuan smiled and made a few more.
“Young madam, I’ll cook the glutinous rice balls that you made first. It’s cold today, and the young master is playing outside. You can feed him some first,” the cook said with a smile.
“Sure.” Leng Zhiyuan nodded.
A bowl of glutinous rice balls was soon ready. Leng Zhiyuan carried the small bowl out of the door.
Today, the lawn was decorated with lanterns. Red lanterns hung everywhere. Tonight, the moonlight was also bright and clear. There was a small table on the lawn. Zhou Yao was bending over to teach Zhou Sileng how to shoot.
“Sileng, the glutinous rice balls are ready. Mommy will feed you some.”
Zhou Sileng was playing with the gun in his hand. “Mommy, I’ll eat them later. I want to shoot first. I hit eight out of ten shots just now. Daddy said I can hit all of them.”
Leng Zhiyuan hadn’t thought about what her son might do in the future. Her son had control over his own life, so she had no right to interfere. However, seeing that he liked shooting so much and was so talented, she didn’t have any objections.
The Zhou family was a military and political family. The men of the Zhou family were born to live on the battlefield.
Leng Zhiyuan squatted down. “Sileng, we can shoot later. Mommy made the glutinous rice ball personally. If you don’t eat it now, it will get cold soon.”
“Okay then.” Zhou Sileng put the gun on the table and took a bite of the glutinous rice balls from Leng Zhiyuan’s hand.
“Is it delicious?”
“Mmm.” Zhou Sileng nodded vigorously. “It’s delicious. It’s sesame filling. Mommy can make anything delicious.”
Leng Zhiyuan smiled sweetly. Her son was sweet-tongued and had a high EQ. He was not like his father at all.
“If it’s delicious, then eat some more.”
Zhou Sileng did not want to eat anymore after finishing six glutinous rice balls. He turned around and continued to play with his gun.
Leng Zhiyuan glanced at the remaining glutinous rice balls in the bowl. There were so many left. Who was going to eat them? Leng Zhiyuan looked at Zhou Yao who was standing at the side.
The man was standing by the table with his long legs. He lowered his eyes and played with the bullets on the table.
Leng Zhiyuan walked over and handed him a small bowl. “Here you go.”
Zhou Yao looked up at the small bowl in her hand and then at his son beside his legs. He continued playing with the bullets, meaning that he would not eat the leftovers from his son.
Leng Zhiyuan kicked him. “Zhou Yao!”
Zhou Yao turned his head to look at her again. He saw her beautiful and watery gray eyes staring at him half-coquettishly. He raised his eyebrows and put down the bullets in his hand.
He didn’t say anything but gave her a look.
Leng Zhiyuan understood that he wanted her to feed him.
“How old are you?”
Zhou Yao put his hands in his trouser pockets. He was wearing a black V-neck sweater and black casual pants today. His body was as tall and straight as a pine tree on a cold night. Hearing the woman’s question, he moved his thin lips and answered seriously, “I’m 32. I’ll be 33 after the New Year.”
Leng Zhiyuan was speechless.
Seeing her shyness and unwillingness, Zhou Yao frowned slightly. “Why are you so reluctant? You fed our son, so I want to be fed too.”
He had the nerve to say it out loud. Why would a man like him compete with his son for her attention?
He even did it with a righteous air.
Leng Zhiyuan was helpless. She picked up the small spoon and fed him.
The man became obedient. He obediently ate the remaining glutinous rice balls that Zhou Sileng couldn’t finish from her hand.