Marrying a High-Ranking Officer: The Easy-Pregnant, Cheeky Military Wife Can’t Take It Anymore!

[Period Military Marriage + Hormone-fueled Officer + Beautiful Military Wife + Dual Chastity] Lin Qingyue transmigrated into an 80s military marriage novel, becoming the villainous female supportin...

Chapter 7 She Can Still Bear It (1 / 2)

"At grandpa's house, we also slept together and lived in the same room. You didn't need to tell stories at all!" Lu Yichen put his hands on his waist and protected his sister and brother behind him, as if he was afraid that Lin Qingyue would hurt them.

Lin Qingyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The road to being a good wife and mother is long and arduous!

She glanced at Lu Siyi beside her and rubbed her aching waist.

"The house we live in has two bedrooms and a living room. It's just right for the three children to live in the small bedroom next door, and we live in the master bedroom." Lu Siyi said.

It was over, and Lu Siyi also agreed with Lu Yicheng's opinion.

This won’t work.

"How about we have separate male and female dormitories in our house?"

"Si Xi and I sleep in the same room, and you sleep in the same room with Lu Yiming and Lu Yicheng?" Lin Qingyue blinked, trying to appear harmless.

Lu Siyi's face darkened. Even a fool could see that Lin Qingyue didn't like sleeping in the same bed with him.

His lips were pursed into a smooth straight line, and his eyes looked straight at Lin Qingyue, with a slightly sharp look in his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong..." Receiving Lu Siyi's warning gaze, Lin Qingyue felt the air around her was oppressive. She pulled the corners of her mouth and revealed a forced smile.

“Don’t want me to misunderstand?” Lu Siyi raised his eyebrows, folded his hands, and sat on the sofa. He had a dark complexion, and every raised eyebrow carried a strong sense of oppression.

Lin Qingyue nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Then let's sleep together."

“…”

No, no, no, this is not what she wants.

"That's it!"

Lu Siyi stood up and took out bedding from the cupboard to make beds for the children.

Si Xi rubbed his eyes and yawned loudly while wrapped in a small blanket.

Lin Qingyue's heart softened, and she walked forward and held Si Xi in her arms. The little guy leaned on her shoulder and soon fell asleep.

Lu Yicheng raised his little face and said to Lin Qingyue smugly: "You are a bad woman, you are not allowed to sleep with us!"

"You said I was a bad woman, how am I bad?" She smiled gently, reached out and touched Lu Yicheng's furry little head: "Children also need to have a basis for their words."

Lu Yicheng's face flushed red, and he turned around and sat on the sofa without saying anything. Lu Yiming said obediently, "Aunt Lin, don't argue with your brother. He didn't mean it."

Seeing Lu Yiming's cautious look, Lin Qingyue's eyes flashed slightly. These three children did not treat this place as their home.

Similarly, for her, this is just Lu Siyi's home.

"Are you sleepy?" she asked softly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Lu Yiming's little face.

"Go take a nap on the sofa first. Wait until your dad makes the bed, then you can go to sleep."

Lu Siyi made the children's beds and came out just in time to see the heartwarming scene of Lin Qingyue taking care of her three children. The warm incandescent light cast a soft halo on Lin Qingyue.

Her eyes were lowered, the tenderness in them almost overflowing, and she hummed softly, her voice gentle.

She was naturally fair and pretty, and at this moment she exuded a kind of sacred beauty. Lu Siyi's throat rolled and his eyes became darker and darker.

She raised her eyes, the tenderness in her eyes had not yet faded: "The children are all asleep, please be gentle."

"Hmm." His voice was hoarse, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

Lu Yicheng and Lu Yiming were held in his arms like little chickens. Lin Qingyue placed Si Xi in the middle of the bed, with the two brothers standing on the left and right, as if protecting their sister.

"This little brat Lu Yicheng is still quite cute when he's asleep!" The tenderness in Lin Qingyue's eyes was about to overflow.