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Jing'an, Kaiyuan Street.
In a B&B.
"Sister Yao, today's box office has already reached 220 million, and there is still 60 million left. Our Aiyao Studio has broken the record!"
"Wow, that's great, Fangfang, is there anything else?"
"Sister Yao, why are you so cold again? Did you and Fang Xiaole start on the sofa so early?"
¡°Damn girl, what are you talking about?!¡±
Lin Yao had just taken a shower and wore a cool translucent nightgown. She was concentrating on brewing the atmosphere, but she didn't expect Fangfang's call to come.
Hearing that Fangfang had guessed her behavior, Lin Yao was very embarrassed. She looked at Fang Xiaole who was sitting next to her and warned Fangfang with a stern expression.
"Sister Yao, so what are you really doing there? What time is it? You two are too hot-tempered, right?"
Fangfang knew Lin Yao so well that she knew she had guessed it right as soon as she heard her tone.
"I won't tell you anymore, I'm dead!"
Lin Yao was exposed, her neck turned red, and she quickly hung up the phone.
"Sister Yao, remember the method I told you, and you will definitely get pregnant!"
Fangfang reminded hurriedly.
"knew!"
Lin Yao hung up in shame.
"What method is Fangfang talking about?"
Fang Xiaole was very close and heard a little bit. Seeing Lin Yao finish talking on the phone, he asked curiously.
Lin Yao uttered an ouch, her calves under her nightgown turned red, and finally she lay down and whispered in Fang Xiaole's ear.
"Is there any other way?"
Fang Xiaole was surprised and asked immediately:
"If it's so effective, then why doesn't Fangfang herself use it? Doesn't she also want a child?"
Lin Yao reminded: "Husband, think about it, how can Fangfang achieve that kind of posture?"
"Yes, Fangfang is a little fat, and that posture is not suitable for her."
Fang Xiaole thought for a while and agreed.
"That, husband, this posture"
Lin Yao's body twisted slightly, and her face was so red that water dripped from her face.
"I'm fine."
Fang Xiaole was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the girl in his arms. Her slightly damp hair was scented with shampoo, and her black hair was spread over her shoulders, with white jade-like roundness emerging from the gaps.
Under the silk nightgown, perfect and winding lines are looming.
Fang Xiaole felt that his face was also red. He opened his mouth and his voice was dry:
"Then let's give it a try?"
"On the sofa?" Lin Yao's voice was like a mosquito.
"The first time on the sofa, the second time on the bed?"
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Ten p.m.
The wind stopped and the rain stopped.
High-pixel lighting returns to this B&B.
"I'm sorry, wife. I heard that it's not good if the time is too long, so I kept it within an hour these two times. You won't feel uncomfortable, right?"
Fang Xiaole asked Lin Yao apologetically.
"No, no four, I'm very comfortable"
Lin Yao¡¯s voice was a bit strange.
"That's good."
Fang Xiaole nodded.
"Lao Gong, is your shrinking position really effective?"
Lin Yao¡¯s voice sounded again, still strange.
"According to Newton's law, objects with gravity will fall downwards, and the same goes for liquids, which will flow downwards. Therefore, your posture should be the most scientific and effective posture for pregnancy."
Fang Xiaole analyzed it carefully and then said:
"It's just a bit hard on you."
"It doesn't matter, I don't believe in suffering."
Lin Yao¡¯s voice was a bit muffled and muffled, as if she was speaking while standing on her head.
To be precise, it¡¯s not like,
Rather,
She is really standing on her head at this time!
In the bedroom, Lin Yao, who had just finished exercising, put her hands on the ground, her back and legs straight against the wall, her head down and her legs in the sky.
This is what Fangfang told her to do to make it easier to get pregnant.
Afterwards, stand on your head immediately and let the precious seeds follow the call of gravity, drift with the current, and go where they should go without missing a drop.The place.
Fang Xiaole has heard before that the woman immediately puts a pillow on her buttocks after the incident, and the method Fangfang mentioned is undoubtedly an advanced version of the pillow method.
Of course, this method is not used by everyone.
For example, a girl with a round body like Fangfang would naturally not be able to achieve such a difficult posture.
Fortunately, Lin Yao has a good foundation in dancing, and handstands are just childish for her.
It¡¯s just that the two times lasted too long, Lin Yao¡¯s body was a little weak. At this time, after holding on for two minutes, sweat was dripping on his forehead.
"It should be fine."
Fang Xiaole felt a little distressed when he saw his wife working so hard. He quickly supported Lin Yao's waist and asked her to stand back on the ground with her feet.
The two sat for a while, and Fang Xiaole asked slowly: "How do you feel?"
Lin Yao shyly whispered: "It doesn't seem to have leaked out."
"Honey, do you have to do this every time? Are you working too hard?"
Fang Xiaole used a tissue to wipe her sweat.
"It's not hard, I must be conceived in Jing'an so that our child can inherit the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties!"
Lin Yao clenched her white fists, her soft face full of determination.
"It's not a fantasy novel, but it's still passed down in the ancient capital?"
Fang Xiaole laughed dumbly.
"By the way, hubby, have you asked your mother-in-law?"
Lin Yao suddenly asked with concern.
"Well, I asked, and my mother said she didn't know. She had to ask other relatives."
Lin Yao asked Hai Yao before and learned that neither the Hai family nor the Lin family had a history of twins, which meant that she probably did not have the gene to give birth to twins.
So, she placed her hopes on Fang Xiaole.
Fang Xiaole called Song Yan yesterday to ask about this matter. In Song Yan's impression, neither the Song family nor the Fang family had ever heard of anyone giving birth to twins, but she still had to ask for details.
Song Yan was very concerned about this matter. She said that she had made more than ten calls today and asked all the relatives of Song Fang's family. Some people also needed to check again.
Song Yan told her son to reply tonight or tomorrow morning.
While the two were talking, Fang Xiaole's cell phone rang.
"Is this your mother-in-law's phone number?" Lin Yao's eyes lit up and she quickly ran over to pick up her husband's cell phone, then curled her lips and handed it to Fang Xiaole.
"My sister? Why are you calling so late?"
Fang Xiaole answered the phone.
"Fang Xiaole, help me!"
As soon as the call was connected, Fang Shengnan¡¯s voice rang out, like setting off firecrackers.
"What's the matter, sister?"
Fang Xiaole asked.
"Something big happened!"
Fang Shengnan said in panic.
"What happened?" Fang Xiaole didn't care. He knew his sister too well. She was always making noises all day long.
Usually the big things that Fang Shengnan talks about are not worth mentioning in Fang Xiaole¡¯s opinion.
"I escaped from home!"
Fang Shengnan took a breath and said.
"Home? Is it the house you and Xiong Sangou rented?"
Fang Xiaole was startled, and then he felt that something was wrong.
"Yeah, it's so scary. If I don't run away, I'll die."
Fang Shengnan said with lingering fear.
¡°What¡¯s wrong, sister?¡±
Lin Yao asked from the side.
Fang Xiaole¡¯s expression also became serious. Could it be that Xiong Sangou did something to Fang Shengnan to scare her like this?
"That bastard Xiong Sangou! He, he"
Fang Shengnan said depressedly:
¡°He actually proposed to me!¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com