My Best Wife

"Huh? What started?"

Li Xiaoxiao's face immediately turned red. She obviously knew what Fang Zhiqiang meant, but at this time, where did she have the courage to admit it?

"What did you say to start? Didn't our dad just say, let us hurry up and make children?"

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Li Xiaoxiao's blushing face with a smirk at this time, shaved the tip of her nose, and said softly.

"I don't want to make a baby with you!"

Li Xiaoxiao turned his face shyly, and never dared to look at Fang Zhiqiang again, as if he were a little girl.

But Fang Zhiqiang obviously wouldn't let her go so easily, but when Fang Zhiqiang was about to leave, suddenly his father's voice came from outside the door.

"Ahem! That strong baby, hurry up, I'll go out now."

Fang Zhiqiang's father sounded a little hoarse, but Fang Zhiqiang could clearly hear that he was creating a perfect environment for himself.

However, the more this happened, the more embarrassed Fang Zhiqiang was, and he sighed helplessly, and his interest had already disappeared.

Li Xiaoxiao's brows frowned slightly, and Fang Zhiqiang's mood changes, she obviously also noticed, when even she stepped forward with a worried look and asked: "Qianzi, is the company busy?"

Li Xiaoxiao’s gentle voice made Fang Zhiqiang’s mouth smile again, and immediately rubbed Li Xiaoxiao’s head and said, “Don’t worry, there’s really no big problem. Don’t worry about me.”

When Fang Zhiqiang's father came back from a walk outside, Fang Zhiqiang had already fallen asleep. I don't know if it was because he was too excited recently, or because the company's affairs were really devastating.

Fang Zhiqiang's father ran to Fang Zhiqiang's door secretly, and after listening for a long time, but there was no sound, he could not help knocking at the door.

Although Fang Zhiqiang was asleep, Li Xiaoxiao still stared wide-eyed, looking at Fang Zhiqiang who was asleep, his face full of happiness.

Hearing the knock on the door, Li Xiaoxiao straightened up immediately, cleared his throat and said, "Who...who?"

When the voice fell, Fang Zhiqiang's father also hurriedly smiled outside: "Uh...Miss Xiaoxiao, are you still asleep?"

"Well, what's the matter, dad?"

Li Xiaoxiao answered Fang Zhiqiang's father very seriously.

"It's okay, it's just... I'm going to explain your business. You have to hurry up. When I went to the park just now, people ran around holding my grandson. What I saw was an itchy hand."

The tone of Fang Zhiqiang's father talking to Li Xiaoxiao was completely different from that of Fang Zhiqiang.

When Li Xiaoxiao heard this, she couldn't help but lower her head. It seems that the stalk in Fang Zhiqiang's father's heart is really completely burned. It is obviously impossible to remove it in a short time.

"I know Dad..."

Li Xiaoxiao pondered for a long time, but finally said so.

She also knew that Fang Zhiqiang's father was determined to insist on this matter now, no matter how they resisted, it would be ineffective.

Moreover, they had no intention of resisting, wanting children, and they had the same idea.

It's just that, as Fang Zhiqiang thought before, this kind of thing is also based on chance. It doesn't mean that you can ask for it, or you can get a child out at once, right?

"Yeah, that's good, don't let me wait too long, because I'm getting older, maybe one day I'll be gone..."

Fang Zhiqiang's father sighed and spoke earnestly.

However, when Li Xiaoxiao heard it, he felt that Fang Zhiqiang’s father’s mood seemed very depressed, but he couldn’t tell what was wrong. Even if he hurriedly replied, "Dad, what did you say? You are still young now, don’t say this. Kind of unlucky words."

"Hehe, good, good, don't say anything."

Fang Zhiqiang's father smiled and waved his hands outside the door. Regardless of whether Li Xiaoxiao could see it or not, the tone of his speech became much heavier.

In the morning, when Fang Zhiqiang opened his eyes, the weak light from outside the curtains had poured in. Fang Zhiqiang suddenly sat up, picked up his mobile phone and took a look, his face changed.

Li Xiaoxiao who was on the side was also awakened by Fang Zhiqiang's actions. He rubbed his eyes and touched Fang Zhiqiang's arm with a puzzled look, and asked, "What's the matter with the Qiangzi?"

"I'm going to be late soon! I have to leave now!"

Fang Zhiqiang said anxiously. Even if he got up from the bed and wore his clothes in a panic, he looked like he had just been beaten with blood.

"So anxious? How about... I'll accompany you?"

Li Xiaoxiao also sat up, wearing a pajamas with hollow lace and silk edges, her sleepy eyes looked like she was not beautiful.

"No, wait for me at home, I will be back soon."

Fang Zhiqiang was wearing clothes while talking to Li Xiaoxiao anxiously.

After opening the door, Fang Zhiqiang was about to go to the door, only to see a gloomy face in front of him.

"Dad... why are you... the same as staring at the thief?"

Obviously, it was Fang Zhiqiang's father, standing at the door, staring at Fang Zhiqiang with a gloomy face, looking at Fang Zhiqiang like a thief.

"Do you think you are a good thing? Are you leaving now?"

Fang Zhiqiang's father grinned, and said to Fang Zhiqiang irritably.

Fang Zhiqiang scratched his head awkwardly, not knowing what to explain.

"I ask you, did you have that one last night?"

Fang Zhiqiang's father looked inside through the crack in the bedroom door and made sure that Li Xiaoxiao hadn't come over. He just lay beside Fang Zhiqiang's ear and said softly.

"Isn't... Dad... Did you hold your grandson in such a hurry? It's just like going to the execution ground, even if you have an idea, you will be lost."

Fang Zhiqiang was really helpless, and felt more and more that this incident was like meeting his father's expectation of holding his grandson.

"Boy! Answer my question! This is serious business, not a joke with you!"

When Fang Zhiqiang's father saw Fang Zhiqiang's attitude, he was obviously dissatisfied, so he raised his tone again and continued talking.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at his father's serious look, and obviously knew that he couldn't escape his clutches now...

The helpless Fang Zhiqiang had no choice but to admit his counsel, nodding his head repeatedly, and let out a few impatient "um".

"What do you mean? That's still there or not?"

Fang Zhiqiang's father widened his eyes, moved closer to Fang Zhiqiang, and his voice became quieter again, and he continued to question.

"I……"

Fang Zhiqiang really doesn't know what to say. Who knows if you have such a father!

"What am I? Hurry up and call it in truthfully!"

"That..."

The helpless Fang Zhiqiang could only be red-eared, nodded, and said ‘violently’.

"Really?"

Fang Zhiqiang’s father was immediately happy. With a brilliant smile, he took Fang Zhiqiang to the dining table, and as he walked, he instructed: "I tell you, at the beginning, don’t work too hard, otherwise the body will be overwhelmed. Come and come. , Dad prepared a tonic black chicken soup for you, drink it while it is hot..."