"You don't love me anymore. You just hold them in your arms every day. I'm just your reproductive tool. You didn't even touch me after you gave birth to the baby."

Xiao Zhixing frowned. He didn't understand what the word "fertility tools" meant, but he could probably guess it from the literal meaning.

He wanted to say, that’s not the case, every time he saw her he wanted to kiss her and hug her.

I wish I could melt into her bones and blood.

But her body has not fully recovered yet, and I am afraid that she will be hurt like last time.

"I remembered that you lost a lot of blood that day, so I didn't want you to get pregnant again. Besides, it's still early, and your body hasn't fully recovered yet."

Xu Zhiyi just wanted to roll her eyes. She had already taken the recovery pills and was feeling fine.

Never touch it again,

They are all about to become virgins.

I just listened to Xiao Zhixing's explanation:

"I love them only because they are your children. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't love them this much."

His hand gently stroked Xu Zhiyi's hair.

"Are you feeling well?"

Xu Zhiyi's crying gradually stopped and she nodded muffledly.

Xiao Zhixing's eyes gradually darkened and his Adam's apple began to roll.

He has been a vegetarian for several months.

The aftereffects of the two glasses of wine I drank in the evening seemed to be taking effect.

He stood up and untied his heavy robes, dropping them one by one to the ground.

Finally, he strode towards Xu Zhiyi with only the bright yellow belt in his hand.

"Don't cry, Zhizhi, okay?"

He wanted to let her know that not only she was thinking about it, but he was thinking about it too.

Finally, he faced this first postpartum communication with a great sense of ceremony.

His fingertips stirred up ripples.

After a while, reality made him realize that he was just overthinking.

What do you mean she didn't recover well after childbirth? Look at her, she has recovered very well.

He was really in a dilemma, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his head.

Oh my god, Xu Zhiyi is not feeling well now either.

Xu Zhiyi stopped crying at first, but after a while, she cried even harder.

"Good boy, are you still crying?"

Xu Zhiyi sobbed and couldn't utter a word.

Her long hair was loose, making her fair face look even more charming.

Finally, he uttered only two words:

"You're bad."

Xiao Zhixing pinched her waist with both hands and asked: