Chapter 1292 I Want to Take You to Relax

Maupassant and Huang Ling also left Liu Fengfeng's house and returned to his apartment.

Entering the elevator, there were only the four of them, and the elevator was quiet.

Old man Los looked at Huang Ling and saw a hint of fatigue on Huang Ling's eyebrows.

He glanced at Maupassant and said, "Go back and rest. Huang Ling, you are pregnant now. There are some things you need to pay attention to."

Huang Ling was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Of course it's about the bed thing." Old Man Ross snorted: "Don't think I don't know. If you knock on the door this afternoon and don't open the door, you must be doing it inside."

When Huang Ling heard this, her face suddenly heated up.

Oh my god, does Mr. Los need to be so direct? So ashamed, so ashamed.

She turned around, facing away from Mr. Los and facing Maupassant.

She raised her eyes and glared at Maupassant. It was all his fault!

Maupassant hugged her, curled his lips elegantly, and looked at old man Ross: "Grandpa, I will know what's appropriate."

Old Man Ross muttered: "Just be sensible. My great-grandson is important, so I have to warn you and remind you."

Maupassant nodded: "I understand grandpa's mood."

"How about I move down here and sleep with Huang Ling?" Brenda suggested.

Upon hearing this, Maupassant immediately refused: "Mommy, you'd better stay with grandpa."

Don't go downstairs to disturb their world, he will be very unhappy.

"Then you have to be careful. I know you are strong. Even if you are strong, you have to be careful not to get out of control and hurt Huang Ling and the fetus."

"I know I know."

"Ding--"

When the elevator arrived, as soon as the elevator door opened, Maupassant pulled Huang Ling out of the elevator.

Huang Ling didn't even have time to say "goodbye" to Brenda.

When she got home, Huang Ling covered her face with her hands and stomped on the spot, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm so embarrassed. Momo, it's all your fault. If you opened the door for them, they wouldn't say so much."

Maupassant was very calm. He took off his coat and looked at Huang Ling with a smile: "What's the point? Isn't it normal for couples to have sex? It's abnormal for couples not to have sex."

"Ahhh..." Huang Ling stamped her feet and glared at Maupassant: "You are evil! I went to take a bath. After taking a bath, I went to bed. I am exhausted."

Her shy look was adorable in Maupassant's eyes.

Maupassant teased her: "Do you want me to wash with you?"

"No!" She didn't know how long she would have to stay with her. She was exhausted and didn't want to "work hard" like this.

She had better sneak into the bathroom quickly, lock herself up, and take a bath comfortably.

After she came out of the shower, Maupassant helped her dry her hair.

She sat in front of the dressing table, and Maupassant stood behind her, his movements soft and noble.

Even the action of blow-drying his hair was done so beautifully by him, it was like no one else.

"Huang Ling, according to the custom of country L, when children who immigrate or work outside get married, they have to go back and burn toilet paper for their deceased elders." Maupassant looked at Huang Ling in the mirror and asked with a smile: "Think of me growing up. Do you want to go to the capital to see it?"

"I think!" Huang Ling nodded: "I have long wanted to visit Country L."

"When we get to country L, go burn incense for daddy and then come back directly, how about that?"

"Okay. This is also the custom in K country, especially for close relatives. If the parents are gone, before the children get married, they should go to the grave to burn incense and tell them that your child has found happiness and support."

After his hair was dried, Maupassant put the blowtorch in place, then hugged Huang Ling from behind and looked at her affectionately in the mirror: "I want to take you out more often to relax."