General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 989

Chapter 989 - 989: Father’s Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When Su Xiaoxiao woke up, the sky was already bright.

She rubbed her eyes and looked blankly at the room that seemed at once to be both familiar and unfamiliar.

She was familiar with it because she had lived there before, but she was unfamiliar with it because it was not the Cheng family’s room.

She finally remembered what had happened last night and quickly lifted the blanket.

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

Wei Ting asked calmly.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and realized that Wei Ting was also in the room.

He sat by the window. The window was closed, and a faint golden dawn light shone through the window paper and landed on his impeccably perfect handsome face, shrouding it in a layer of soft light. His looks were explosive early in the morning…

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed.

Was it her pregnant hormones? Or was this guy deliberately seducing her?

She often had the urge to pounce on him recently.

Wei Ting asked innocently, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m not.” Su Xiaoxiao turned away.

She stole another glance at him.

Wei Ting curled his lips imperceptibly and said coldly, “If you want to see it, go ahead. After all, I’m your husband. I can’t give you anything else, but you can take a look.”

Su Xiaoxiao curled her lips. “What do you mean you can’t give it to me? Can’t you do it anymore?”

Wei Ting was speechless.

Noticing the awkward atmosphere, Su Xiaoxiao coughed lightly and changed the topic. “I have to return to the Cheng family. Otherwise, Grandmother will look for me everywvhere.”

Wei Ting flipped through his book. “She’s already found her way here.”

In the courtyard, Cheng Sang was sitting on a stone stool and flipping the flower rope with Wei Xiyue.

She could not win against the little bird demon and could only lower her standards to attack the seven-year-old Xiao Xiyue.

Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu also came over.

The three of them were carrying their small wooden horses and looking around the courtyard.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Cheng Sang, who was playing happily. Was she familiar with the way here?

“Weiwei!”

Cheng Sang waved at Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao walked over. “Grandmother.” She touched Xi Yue’s head. “Xi Yue.”

Wei Xiyue said, “Seventh Aunt.”

San Xiaohu abandoned the wooden horse and ran over.

Xiaohu and Erhu hugged her leg. “Mother.”

Dahu was becoming more and more like a big child. He greeted her like a little adult. “Mother.”

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed his head in amusement, not letting him feel neglected. Although he had grown up, she felt the same way about the three children.

Dahu, who was already four years old in his heart, blushed shyly.

“What were you looking for just now?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

“Looking for Grandpa,” Xiaohu said.

“Mother, where did Grandpa go?” Erhu asked.

Dahu’s eyes were also filled with anticipation.

Su Xiaoxiao could tell that the three children were not here for her but for Wei xu.

The children had grown up and were not like the little munchkins who surrounded her all the time.

Why did she suddenly feel a little disappointed?

“I like Mom,” Dahu suddenly said, holding her hand.

Erhu jumped up. “Erhu likes Mom too!”

Xiaohu fought for it and said, “Xiaohu likes Mother the most!”

Su Xiaoxiao smiled.

They were still her little packrats.

Wei Ting came out and Su Xiaoxiao asked him where Wei Xu was.

Wei Ting said, “Dad went out and hasn’t returned yet.”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the three children. “Dad will only go to two places: the Cheng family and Elder Lou’s residence. The three of them are here. Dad clearly didn’t go to the Cheng family.”

Then there was only one place left.

Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao thought of something.

Other than Su Xuan, they couldn’t think of anyone else their father could see.

However, why did their father want to see Su Xuan alone?

“Don’t tell me they’re fighting again?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

“I don’t think so.”

Last night, they even joined forces to deal with the Saintess.