kvmb Chapter 329 Seeing You, I’m Not Tired Anymore
Chapter 329 Seeing You, I’m Not Tired Anymore
The steaming copper pot was placed in the center of the eight-immortals table, the red oil soup base was bubbling, and the spicy aroma mixed with the mellowness of the bone broth filled the entire hall.
"My tripe!" Lin Yuxuan's chopsticks intercepted Shangguan Haochen's chopsticks like lightning, "Pregnant women should eat less spicy food!"
Shangguan Haochen was so angry that he pushed the cilantro bowl over and said, "Then you eat this!"
"Enough, enough." Liang Junze put the third plate of marbled beef into the clear soup pot, "Yuer specially got it from...ahem, the space, don't waste it." As he said that, he glanced at Su Yue who was wiping Yaoyao's face, and they smiled at each other.
Zhou Chufan held Xinxin in his arms and hurriedly dodged the little girl's hand that grabbed the spoon: "Little ancestor, this spoonful of chili oil can't be eaten..." Before he could finish his words, Shen Yunyan stuffed his mouth with shrimp paste: "Shut up and eat!"
"Well!"
Mu Feng was shaking with laughter while holding the bowl, and suddenly he cried out "ouch" and covered his stomach.
The whole table suddenly became quiet, and seven pairs of chopsticks fell onto the table at the same time.
"It's okay, it's okay." Mu Feng blushed and waved his hands, "The little guy kicked me..."
"It must be a boy!" Gu Qingyan said firmly, "He's just as noisy as when I was pregnant with Hanhan."
Gu Qingyan silently scooped out the cooked quail eggs and gave them to Hanhan, but the little ancestor glanced at them and calmly pushed them to Yaoyao.
"Brother, you're disgusted." Yaoyao added in a baby voice, but her little hands obediently took the egg, peeled it and put it back into Hanhan's bowl.
Su Yue chuckled and was suddenly fed a piece of yellow throat covered with sesame oil by Liang Junze.
She turned her head with puffed cheeks and met Lin Yuxuan's resentful eyes. She had no choice but to pick up a piece for him as well - but her chopsticks were intercepted by Shen Yunyan halfway.
"mine!"
“Whoever grabs it first gets it!”
In the steam rising from the hot pot, someone touched the Coke can, and it sprayed all over Shangguan Haochen's face with a "Puff".
Everyone was stunned for a second, then burst into earth-shaking laughter.
"You deserve it!" Lin Yuxuan laughed and fell on Gu Qingyan's shoulder.
Yaoyao followed suit and smeared the rice porridge all over Hanhan's face.
The little ancestor was not angry at all. Instead, he licked it with his tongue, and then his face wrinkled into a small bun.
"Spicy!" Yaoyao suddenly blurted out these two words, and slapped her little hand into Shen Yunyan's bowl of oil.
As the night deepened, the three little ones were already sleeping in their fathers' arms, with Hanhan even pulling a strand of Mufeng's hair.
Su Yue was looking at the swaying reflection of the moon in the cup, when suddenly a piece of watermelon was stuffed into her mouth.
Looking up, she saw seven or eight pairs of bright eyes staring at her. Even Yaoyao, who was half asleep, raised her spoon in a daze: "Mommy... sweet..."
The residual heat of the hot pot had not yet dissipated, and the mess on the table was quickly restored to tidiness with the joint efforts of the whole family.
Su Yue wiped her hands and looked at the family members in front of her who were staggering around rubbing their stomachs, and she couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.
"Brother Chen—" Zhou Chufan clung to Shangguan Haochen's back like a piece of taffy, rubbing his chin against his shoulder. "I want to sleep with you tonight."
Shangguan Haochen pretended to be disgusted and pushed him away: "Get out! You are so old and still sleeping with your brother?" But the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and even his ears turned red.
"I don't care!" Zhou Chufan said, hugging his waist tightly. "Wasn't it always like this in Yangzhou?"
Shangguan Haochen said "I'm so annoyed", but he rubbed Zhou Chufan's head honestly with his hand, then turned to Su Yue and said, "Sister, this guy belongs to me tonight!"
Su Yue smiled and nodded, but her eyes turned to the other side - Hanhan was hanging on Mu Feng's neck like a little koala, with his little face buried in his shoulder. No matter who tried to take him away, he would burst into earth-shaking cries.
"Let me do it." Shen Yunyan stretched out his hand tentatively, but the little guy didn't even raise his head. His little hands were tightly grasping Mu Feng's collar, and his knuckles were turning white.
Mu Feng felt so comfortable with this feeling of dependence that he patted Han Han's back and said softly, "It's okay, I'll sleep with him."
Gu Qingyan stood aside, looking at his son with mixed feelings - this kid usually ignored him, but now he was clinging to Mu Feng very closely.
He stepped forward and pinched Hanhan's little feet, and said with a deliberately stern face: "Don't make trouble for Mufeng Daddy, do you hear me?"
Hanhan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He nudged his little head into Mu Feng's neck again, expressing his disdain for his biological father with practical actions.
Gu Qingyan: "......"
He took a deep breath, turned to Mu Feng and said, "If he bothers you in the middle of the night, you can throw him out anytime."
Mu Feng smiled with his eyes curved: "Don't worry, our Hanhan is the best." As he said that, he held the little guy's butt with one hand and protected his belly with the other hand, and walked slowly to his room.
Gu Qingyan stared at the backs of the two departing figures, one big and one small, and suddenly said to Su Yue with gritted teeth: "When Mu Feng gives birth, I will spoil that child to the sky! Let this heartless little kid have a taste of what it feels like to be jealous!"
Su Yue chuckled and pinched his face: "Why are you competing with your son?"
On the other side, Lin Yuxuan was pulling Shen Yunyan's sleeve: "Yunyan, how about the three of us sleep together tonight?" He pointed at Xinxin who was already asleep, "I wonder if this little ancestor can adapt to it..."
Shen Yunyan laughed and hugged Xinxin: "Let's go, squeeze into our room."
Shangguan Haomu had already booked Yaoyao to sleep with him. Yaoyao could sleep with anyone, and she basically slept through the night now, so Shangguan Haomu was not worried that he would be tired.
Liang Junze looked at the hall that had suddenly become empty, turned his head and winked at Su Yue: "Looks like it's just the two of us left tonight?"
Su Yue's ears were a little red. She felt like she was newlywed after a short separation. What was going on?
The night wind blew through the lanterns in the corridor, casting a warm silhouette of the room on the window paper.
In Mu Feng's room, Hanhan was curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly, his little hand clutching a strand of his long hair; on Shangguan Haochen's bed, Zhou Chufan, likewise, rested his feet on his brother's belly; in Shen Yunyan's room, Lin Yuxuan sat on his left, and little Xinxin sat on his right; Yaoyao was smacking her lips in the arms of her father, Amu, and dreaming sweetly...
At this moment, Gu Qingyan was squatting outside Mu Feng's door, listening to the even breathing sounds inside, and sighed with both frustration and relief.
The candlelight flickered, and Liang Junze's room was filled with a faint sandalwood scent.
He held Su Yue's hand and walked into the room. The moment the door closed, they both fell silent for a moment.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Thanks for your hard work."
The two were startled by the words spoken in unison, and then they smiled at each other.
Su Yue reached out and touched Liang Junze's cheek, her fingertips tracing his slightly tired but still gentle eyebrows and eyes: "You've been traveling for such a long time, are you tired?"
Liang Junze held her hand and kissed her palm: "Seeing you, I'm not tired anymore."
His voice was low and mellow like wine, and was particularly intoxicating in the quiet night.
Su Yue's heart warmed and he gently took her into his arms.
The two of them fell on the soft bed, hugging each other. Liang Junze's fingertips ran through her hair, his movements as gentle as if he was treating a fragile treasure.
"I missed you." He whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her neck, causing a slight shudder.