"Then simply make it a little thicker," Lu Zhishan's voice was lower, but also gentler, "Nanny, let's not have children first, okay?"
Mu Nanzhi suddenly opened his eyes: "Cousin, cousin, you, you, you, what do you mean by this?"
"My cousin said, Nannan is not allowed to be angry." Lu Zhishan said pitifully, holding Mu Nanzhi's obviously frightened face.
Mu Nanzhi became more and more puzzled: "Why should I be angry?"
Lu Zhishan leaned into Mu Nanzhi's ear and muttered. Mu Nanzhi's eyes widened even more: "Cousin, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you have been secretly taking medicine?! How can you, you, you do this?!"
Lu Zhishan suddenly lowered his eyebrows even more submissively: "Nanny, please don't be angry first. My cousin will explain to you carefully. My cousin really... really likes Nannan so much, so I don't want to create a child to share with you now. Nannan’s heart, although this truth is really unspeakable and outrageous, but my cousin is such a selfish and petty person, and now I still want to beg Nannan not to care, Nannan, please don’t be angry with your cousin, okay?”
Lu Zhishan's face darkened as soon as he got there, and he pretended to be a slave: "Nanny, say it again..."
Mu Nanzhi wiped away her tears and lay on Lu Zhishan's body obediently. She stared at Lu Zhishan without blinking and asked in a low voice: "Cousin, how can you be so good?"
"Cousin can be better."
…
An hour passed. His wife's eyes became even wetter and her voice became hoarse. She curled up in the man's arms and cried aggrievedly: "Cousin, you are not good at all, you are so bad!"
"Who calls Nannan such a good person?" The man boasted and kissed his wife's face again, "Nanny, can you call me "kiss, love, father-in-law" again? My cousin didn't even hear enough just now.
The next second, the man let out a low roar of "Ouch!" and watched helplessly as Mu Nanzhi's two rows of shell teeth bit his arm, with a proud and arrogant look on his face, like a cunning little leopard.
"Nanny got such good teeth from her cousin." Lu Zhishan looked at the child helplessly.
Mu Nanzhi laughed again, let go of his mouth, then moved to the man's ear, facing the small fragment on the ear, and whispered: "Mr.
Lu Zhishan: "...Nanny, call me again."
"Ms. sir." Mu Nanzhi's voice was louder, his eyes were brighter, and he was even more coquettish.
"Cousin, you..." Mu Nanzhi looked at the man's dangerous and calm face, and she couldn't even say anything. She wanted to beg for mercy, but then she remembered what the man had just said, and she suddenly wanted to crawl out. She is most afraid of her cousin's expression. No, she must run away!
But before she could even take two steps, the man grabbed her back.
"My lord! My lord, please spare me!"
Lu Zhishan turned a deaf ear and pulled his wife back.
…
On this day, it was not until dark that Mu Nanzhi had dinner. She leaned in Lu Zhishan's arms, dying of hunger and exhaustion. Lu Zhishan kept feeding her with chopsticks. She was half full before she had the strength to glare at the man: "It's not easy to eat just a bowl of rice from your family. It costs half of my life!"
Lu Zhishan rubbed her waist and shoulders in a good-tempered manner, and had to cooperate with her in picking up vegetables and scooping up rice. He looked like he was trying to please her: "Come on, come on, little girl, eat another meatball."
Mu Nanzhi ate the meatball, but his anger did not subside at all. He continued to scold him with a vague mouth: "You know... you are such a cannibal without spitting out the bones. When Long Live the Lord granted me the marriage, I really had to think about it. If you disobey the order, everyone on the left and right will lose their lives, and it will be a clean cut..."