Chapter 561 Children?
Ban pushed open the door.
I saw Qingzhu half lying on the sofa, reading a book in his hands.
Hearing the noise, Qingzhu turned his head to look at the door.
[Are you back? Have you eaten? ]
Madara just looked at her, still a little dazed.
This was the first time he saw Qingzhu in his home.
I felt...it was quite strange.
He walked over.
Qingzhu sat up and made room for him.
Ban sat next to her and said: [I came back after eating. ]
[If I don't eat, are you going to cook for me? ]
Qingzhu put down the book: [This is what I planned. ]
Madara took her hand.
[I'm so flattered. Seeing your cold attitude towards me, I thought you hated me.]
Qingzhu couldn't help but roll his eyes: [It was work time, I treat everyone impartially. You promised not to disturb me at work but you couldn't do it, so of course I hate you.]
Ban played with the white little hand in his hand, pinching it and comparing its size.
[What should I do if I miss you? You are so busy that you can't even go home. The work in the military is already very little, and it is difficult to find a reason to see you. ]
Qingzhu pondered for a moment.
[I will try to go home every day in the future. ]
【real? 】
[Well, after a while, when everything settles down, there will be much less work. ]
The two of them chatted wordlessly.
At a certain moment, Madara looked at the clock hanging on the wall.
[It’s getting late, we…]
Qingzhu nodded calmly.
[It's getting late, so go back to your room and rest. I'll go wash my hands first, and you can go to bed after you take a shower.]
Madara's heart was burning with heat.
[Is it okay not to wash? ]
He couldn't wait any longer.
Qingzhu stood up and said without question: [If you don't wash, you can sleep on the sofa, or I can sleep on the sofa.]
After saying that, she walked towards the bathroom first.
Now that things have come to this, what else can Ban do?
Considering Qingzhu's love of cleanliness, it took a long time to wash the bath spots this time.
When he finished his shower and returned to the room, he found Qingzhu lying quietly on the outside of the bed with his eyes closed.
As he expected, the bed sheets and quilt covers had been replaced with new ones.
Madara swallowed.
As a result, when he got closer, he heard Qingzhu's even breathing.
spot:……
He was immediately petrified.
[No... no way? Fell asleep? ]
【Then why should I wash it so clean? 】
He walked to the bed and looked at the sleeping woman lying on the bed with a resentful look on his face.
It seems to be too tired.
Madara had no intention of waking her up.
【well……】
Madara sighed and was about to go back to bed to sleep, but he keenly noticed that the corner of the woman's mouth in front of him curled up slightly.
[Okay! You dare to lie to me! ]
Ban pounced on him in embarrassment and anger.
【Ha ha! 】
[Stop it, it’s itchy…]
[Okay, okay.]
Even though her ticklish spot was tickled, the smile on Qingzhu's face had not completely disappeared. She pretended to be calm and pursed her lips.
[If you want it, hurry up. We have to get up early tomorrow. ]
After saying that, she turned her face away shyly.
What Qingzhu didn't expect was.
By the time we were done, it was almost dawn.
in the room
Qingzhu, who was full of energy and in the state of Huo Yuanjia before the event, turned directly into Hawking afterwards.
His chest heaved violently for a long time.
Qingzhu lightly punched the man next to him.
[Asshole, it’s all your fault…]
As a result, the man next to him sat up immediately.
Qingzhu was startled.
[No more! I really can’t do it anymore…]
[This is the first time I see you surrender.] Ban leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, feeling more satisfied than ever before.
[Okay, let’s go to sleep.]
After speaking softly, he saw that the woman under him looked a little hesitant, and asked: [What's wrong? ]
[…I want to go to the bathroom. ]
[Oh~ You are out of strength, right? I will carry you. ]
[Help... Just hold on. There are also sheets and quilt covers...]
As he spoke, Qingzhu's face twisted slightly, and he said with difficulty: [Change it after you wake up. ]
early morning
Wearing an apron, Ban brought the dishes to the table one by one.
Looking at Qingzhu coming out of the bathroom, he took credit: "In order to make this meal for you, I didn't sleep all night."
After all, Qingzhu has the Thousand Hands bloodline, so after just two hours of sleep, his condition has almost recovered.
[Aren’t you sleepy? I’ll just go to the cafeteria and eat. ]
[I have to let you taste my cooking. I remember telling you that I learned to cook.]
Time passed, and several months passed.
During this period, Qingzhu and Ban got along more and more naturally, and their understanding of each other became deeper and deeper.
Evening
Ban leaned lazily on the sofa, Qingzhu resting his head on his legs.
Feeling the rough palm gently caressing his face, Qingzhu squinted comfortably.
[I really like this feeling. ]
Madara smiled: [Me too. As long as you are by my side, I feel like my whole world is full.]
Qing Zhu asked: [In your eyes, I am not a qualified wife, right? ]
[Don't think too much, you are so busy. As your husband, I can certainly understand you. ]
Qingzhu sat up and put his arms around his neck.
After a kiss.
Madara opened his eyes.
[Qingzhu, give me a child. I can take care of the child.]
Qingzhu was stunned.
[Children? Why do you suddenly want children? ]
[I want to have a child with you. You are not as busy as before, right? Why don't we...]
【Belongs to...our children.】
Qingzhu looked conflicted.
Madara waited quietly for her reply.
After a moment, Qingzhu kissed the corner of his mouth.
[Can you wait a little longer? After a while, things may become more complicated than before. ]
Hearing that there will be more things to do than before, Ban frowned: [Okay. If you are too tired to hold on, tell me. ]
Qingzhu seemed to be thinking of something and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Seeing this, Madara asked: [What's wrong? ]
[I suddenly remembered that you, my husband, are a person who will definitely achieve your goal once you have an idea. You are a complete impatient person.]
Madara recalled: [Is that so? If it was impossible to do anything, I wouldn't be so anxious...]
Qingzhu poked his arm, her pretty face slightly reddened, but her tone was serious: [Anyway, if you dare not wear it anytime... you will sleep on the sofa for the next four years.]
[Yes, yes, I will wear it right away. I will wear it right away.]
Time passes day by day.
Soon it was the day when Hashirama returned.
He walked on the streets of Yancheng.
Listen to the residents' noise.
[What?! This is the specialty you brought back from your hometown? Isn't this thing sold in Yancheng? ]
[This thing looks so dirty, are you sure it’s edible? ]
[Of course I can’t eat it! It’s obviously rotten! ]
[Really? If anyone in Yancheng dares to sell this kind of junk, the store will be closed down by the adults in the security force.]
【That’s right. 】
Listening to these discussions, Hashirama had a complicated expression.
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