When we first met, he was my wife.
When we met again, he liked me too. I want to give birth to a son for him.
When Jiang Yan got up, he found that his body had gained a lot of weight. It took a lot of effort to get out of bed. He raised his hand to rub his head, but it felt wrong. If you look closely, it's a pig's trotters.
Jiang Yan "????"
A pig-head looked around in disbelief. As soon as he turned to the side, he felt relieved and recognized his wife at a glance.
He used the pig's trotters to pull the quilt and lay down to sleep again.
It seemed that he was still having a sweet dream. He hummed and opened his eyes to see a little pig's head. The little pig was lying beside the bed and called "Daddy, Daddy." The little pig's hooves were pulling at the quilt. "I'm hungry. I'm hungry."
Jiang Yan calmed down, spoke softly, picked up Xiaozhu and went downstairs, placing him on the sofa.
"Be good, Xiaoyi, daddy will cook for you, okay?" Jiang Yan gently rubbed the piggy's head, and the piggy's ears moved. The little pig hugged Jiang Yan's pig head and kissed Jiang Yan with his nose. Jiang Yan rubbed his chubby face happily, and the two reluctantly separated.
The little pig was swinging his legs on the sofa and playing with toys. Jiang Yan was cooking with ease, and in a short time he had a table full of delicacies.
Chen Ling also got up at this time, her face was full of beauty in her silk pajamas. Chen Yimo jumped off the sofa, hugged Chen Ling's thigh and shouted happily, "Daddy, daddy."
Purpose: pursuit of happiness