Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 720: V590: Love is mutual support, love is planning for a second child. [91] 1800

Chapter 720: V590: Love is mutual support, love is planning for a second child. [91] 1800

Meanwhile, at the Feng Mansion.

At this moment, Feng Chengjin was gently touching Qiu Zhixuan’s belly.

It seemed that after Qiu Zhixuan had filled her stomach at dinner, the little one inside her had woken up, kicking against her belly as if counting down to come out.

Feeling the obvious fetal movements and the sensation of a small foot kicking against his palm as he gently touched it, Feng Chengjin couldn’t help but smile with his eyes.

"With such gentle kicks, it must be a little princess."

Actually, many had already guessed from Qiu Zhixuan’s pregnancy symptoms that it might be a daughter.

But hearing Feng Chengjin describe it this way, Qiu Zhixuan, sitting in a European carved recliner, couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes sparkling, "If it’s a daughter, then it’s a daughter. You’re not a king, so how does she become a princess?"

Feng Chengjin laughed, taking her hand and placing it on her belly as well, saying, "Although I’m not a king, you are a queen. Moreover, when I married you, you were my princess. Therefore, naturally, the little one in your belly is my little princess..."

Ah!

Qiu Zhixuan’s face blushed instantly from Feng Chengjin’s words, her ears heating up.

There was no way around it; Feng Chengjin’s sweet words were irresistibly pleasant to listen to.

A bit shy, yet with a touch of amused sweetness, she turned her head away and said, "What if it turns out to be a little prince instead?"

"Then their dad will take both little prince knights to protect their queen mother together."

In that moment, Qiu Zhixuan’s eyes smiled even sweeter, "But what if it really is a girl?"

Feng Chengjin also smiled, as pure as the white snow in Zurich and as gentle as the long flow of the Seine River, "Then my son and I, the two knights will protect our queen and princess together!"

In an instant, Qiu Zhixuan couldn’t help but wrap her arms around Feng Chengjin’s neck with laughter.

Sitting by the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the vast starry sky outside, feeling the comfortable air conditioning inside.

Qiu Zhixuan pressed against Feng Chengjin’s neck and said, "You like little girls this much, when the time comes for her to get married, you won’t be able to let her go."

Feng Chengjin didn’t even think about that, just keeping his position squatting, as he gently held Qiu Zhixuan close in his arms.

"Why does she need to get married? How could my daughter marry away from my home? Who can afford her? Who deserves her? At most, find someone who’ll join our family, live with us every day, and be a bachelorette for life, and let her dad take care of her."

This kind of overbearing, unreasonable talk made Qiu Zhixuan laugh so much that her eyes curved.

Leaning closer against Feng Chengjin’s shoulder, embracing him, "You love her that much?"

Feng Chengjin then laughed and pressed a kiss on her temple, "... No way, I can’t bear it. If it’s truly a daughter, you and she will be the ones I treasure most in this life."

Such words deeply moved Qiu Zhixuan, seeing Feng Chengjin, who after more than two years still treated her as fondly as ever, a gentle smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

...

At the Feng Family, Feng Chengjin was cherishing Qiu Zhixuan and eagerly awaiting the little daughter in her belly.

At the He Family, He Qimo, after three days, had vaguely heard that Feng Chengjin was gradually pushing aside work arrangements to start preparing for a two-month long leave to accompany Qiu Zhixuan during her confinement period.

He just sneered with a curl of the lips.

After all, there’s no choice but to be like this...

Look at He Yunshen, who two months ago at the dinner table was still obedient and cute, at most a bit sensitive, yet seemed not to understand much; suddenly, over the past two months, he had changed to the point where He Qimo found him unrecognizable.

Faced with the current dinner time quickly approaching seven, he often glanced at the clock, secretly laughing, and then even voluntarily said to Zhou Huimei, "Grandma, I want to sleep with you tonight."

This made Shen Funni so embarrassed that she wished she could dig a hole under the table.

He Qimo just looked at his son with a deep, meaningful gaze.

Yet in the end, he lightly smiled, saying nothing, just elegantly picking up his chopsticks and began eating without the slightest rejection.

Perceiving that He Qimo was also noticing the abnormality of their son, Shen Funni felt somewhat reassured.

After all, He Qimo wouldn’t let their son continue down this path, and would surely find a way to handle it.

However, no one expected that He Qimo had no intention of dealing with it at all.

Even —

After dinner, He Qimo picked up a napkin, wiped his lips, and said to Zhou Huimei, "Lately, I’ve been planning with Jian妮 to give Yunshen a little brother or sister, so it’s inconvenient for him to stay with us. After tonight, he should sleep with you all."

Instantly, Shen Funni choked on a mouthful of soup in shock.

The entire He Family, especially led by Zhou Huimei, stared at He Qimo in stunned dismay, not even noticing the chopsticks dropping from their hands.

"What did you say?"

"I said we’re planning on having a second child, what’s the problem?" He Qimo said naturally.

He Yunshen then immediately excitedly moved forward with a small face, "Dad, really? You’re actually planning to give me a little brother or sister?"

He Qimo gave a slight smile, his lips curved in an unusually seductive manner, nodding, "Do you want a brother or a sister?"

"A brother!" He Yunshen immediately said, but after thinking that Yu Ze’s little brother seemed like he might have a sister, he tapped his lips with his rice spoon and said, "Maybe a sister instead."

Completely accepting the situation, there wasn’t any thought typical of an only child wanting to monopolize their parents’ love.

Making Zhou Huimei both dizzy and wanting to sigh in admiration at her eldest grandchild’s generosity and understanding, yet also making her embarrassed to ask, how do you know your parents are planning on having a child?

In fact, He Qimo also wanted to know, so with his lips curled even deeper, he said, "But aren’t you afraid that once Dad and Mom have a little brother or sister, they won’t love you anymore?"

Seemingly overwhelmed with joy, He Yunshen stood on his child’s seat, excitedly shaking his head, "No, once Dad and Mom have a little brother or sister, they’ll be more loving, and they’ll never separate again!"

"Oh..." So that’s what it is...

He Qimo’s dark eyes were like precious stones, under the dazzling European crystal chandelier, reflecting a cold, enchanting light.

With hands folded, leaning against the chair, he nodded very much in agreement, "You’re right!"

Afterwards, whether it was everyone’s perceptions being off, in short, aside from the overly happy Little Hetao, almost everyone felt a chill wind sweep across their foreheads...