C191 The Baby's Room

The door opened and Ling Muxue was shocked by the decoration in front of her. Her eyes were wide with shock.

The luxurious compound structure in front of her eyes, the nursery in the Garden Baby Series, and the milk pink series looked very warm and comfortable. The design of this kind of room was obviously designed by a famous expert.

While Ling Muxue was still in shock, a wave of heat suddenly lingered in her ears, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Ling Muxue suddenly withdrew her thoughts and lowered her head slightly. Her eyes were covered by her bright eyes. There was an indescribable pain in her eyes. "It's just a nursery. You don't have to be so extravagant!"

Normally, a nursery would only be 20 to 30 square meters at most. This was comparable to the master bedroom of a luxurious villa.

"I've said that I will give our child the best. From the moment he was born, he will be the happiest child in the world."

His tone showed how much he looked forward to this child.

Ling Muxue should have been very happy when she heard his words, but at this moment, she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart. Because her back was turned to Xiao Qinghan and her eyes were lowered, he did not see the expression on Ling Muxue's face.

Then, taking her hand, he led her to an elaborate beige wardrobe, nearly twenty meters in width, which he pushed aside with one hand. It was three stories high and three stories high, full of all kinds of baby clothing, men and women, all of which could be opened into a clothing store for babies.

Ling Muxue casually picked up a small dress that the baby was wearing. The soft fabric felt very comfortable to touch. Although there was no tag, with Xiao Qinghan's wealth, with so many clothes, he could definitely buy a villa.

"How can a baby wear so much now?" The baby changed fast, day by day, and many things could not be worn before they had time.

"Can't you just give birth to a few more for me?" he whispered ambiguously in her ear.

"I'm not a sow, so how can I give birth to so many?" she muttered.

Xiao Qinghan held her in his arms, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and lowered his eyes. His voice was low and hoarse. "I told you that you were my sow. I want you to give birth to me as many as possible!"

"Do you think it's so easy to have a child? Don't you know that having a child is very painful?" Ling Muxue said unhappily.

"I know!"

"You told me to give birth to a few more for you!"

"I know it will be very painful for my wife, but I just want you to give birth to my children! I will make it up to you, okay? Alright, my wife, okay?" As Xiao Qinghan spoke, he was like a child begging for a toy.

As he spoke, he turned her body around and lowered his head to look at her. "Wife, I want you to give birth to a few more children for me!"

Looking at him now, Ling Muxue's heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife. Even if he said he liked her, looking at how he looked forward to having a child, if he knew that she wouldn't be able to give birth to a child, it would be hard for her to imagine how furious Xiao Qinghan would be.

"What happened?" Xiao Qinghan looked at her with a strange expression.

"No...Nothing?" Ling Muxue calmed herself down and took the initiative to wrap her arm around his waist. She leaned against his chest and closed her eyes.

Feeling Ling Muxue's sudden movement, Xiao Qinghan was suddenly stunned. He naturally hugged her and lowered his head to suck on the fragrance of her hair in her ear bun.

"Xue'er, promise me that you will always be by my side, okay?"

Ling Muxue nodded and hummed softly, but deep in her heart, she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if thousands of ants were eating her heart. Why did Xiao Qinghan have to tell her that he liked her at this moment and why was he treating her so gently?

Whether Xiao Qinghan truly loved her or not, she would spend the next two days with him, catering to him, and loving him again.

Because she knew that if Xiao Qinghan knew she couldn't get pregnant, he might really kill her in anger. They were really not suitable for each other. When he got angry, he was like a crazy beast, terrible and fierce, and when he became gentle, he was like an insensible child.

But to accept such a contrast required a great deal of mental endurance and she could not bear his rage. It would be better to break off than to be so disjointed all the time.

In the warm nursery, the two of them kissed each other passionately. Ling Muxue was no longer reserved. She let go of his neck and allowed him to kiss her.

After half an hour of kissing, Xiao Qinghan still felt that he wanted more and that his body was already burning and he wanted her very much, but he tried his best not to because he knew he could not let himself go like this or else it would hurt her.

He just kissed her like this until Ling Muxue could not take it anymore and Xiao Qinghan let go of her.

Ling Muxue leaned into his arms and panted heavily.

When she recovered, Xiao Qingshan took her out of the nursery.

After that, Ling Muxue took the initiative to ask to play the piano for Xiao Qinghan, so he naturally didn't mind.

The two of them spent the whole afternoon together, in a pleasant mood, and from time to time the sound of their giggles could be heard, which lasted half a day, even as they picked up the leaves in the woods.

The cold castle suddenly calmed down. It was like spring after winter. It was full of vigor. The servants were not as scared as they used to be.

It was hard to imagine that their young master could actually smile like that. He looked like an innocent and innocent child's smile.

During dinner, Ling Muxue offered to cook for Xiao Qinghan. At that moment, Xiao Qinghan felt an indescribable joy in his heart. It was as if he had heard the most wonderful news in the world. The smile on his handsome face was as beautiful and charming as a blooming flower in spring.

"Do you know how to do that?" Xiao Qinghan looked skeptical.

"What? Why are you looking down on me so much? Are you afraid that my food will taste bad?" Ling Muxue had a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

Xiao Qinghan hugged her and said, "How could that be? No matter how bad your cooking is, it is still a delicacy in the world."

"Humph! How come I haven't noticed you being so glib before?" Ling Muxue had lost count of the number of times she had listened to him this afternoon and felt goosebumps all over her body.

"How am I glib-tongued? What I said is the truth. As long as it is cooked by my wife, I like to eat it."

"You're the one who said that!" Ling Muxue's eyes were filled with cunning.

"That's what I said," Xiao Qinghan said with certainty. He obviously did not notice the strange look in Ling Muxue's eyes.

The two walked into the kitchen and when they saw the Young Master and Ling Muxue walk in, everyone stopped what they were doing and stood respectfully. They called out in low voices, "Young Master, Miss Ling!"