Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 1140 Isn’t This a Special Period?

Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140 Isn’t This a Special Period?

"Um..." An Hao pushed him away, taking a few breaths. She pointed towards the kitchen and said, "Mom is cooking; don’t go overboard."

"It’s fine. She can’t hear us." After saying that, Qin Jian lowered his head and eagerly kissed her again.

His little wife’s lips were soft and bouncy, feeling like he could never get enough of them in his mouth.

"Um..." An Hao struggled to catch her breath as he kissed her, making whimpering sounds.

Zhang Yun had finished cooking in the kitchen and was walking out with the food when she happened to see this scene.

"Oh my!" She couldn’t help exclaiming and quickly turned around to walk back.

An Hao heard her mother-in-law’s voice and promptly pushed Qin Jian away with force.

Turning around, she saw her mother-in-law’s back.

"Mom! Is it time for dinner?" An Hao called out.

Zhang Yun turned around, her face unavoidably showing her embarrassment, "Yes, yes... It’s time for dinner..."

"I’ll help you serve the food," An Hao said, volunteering to help, and not forgetting to shoot Qin Jian a glare.

Seeing the mischievous smile on his face, An Hao was irritated. This guy did it on purpose, didn’t he?

Embarrassing her in front of her mother-in-law.

So she stomped back to him, stepped heavily on his foot, and only then turned to head into the kitchen.

Qin Jian looked down at the footprint on his leather shoe and couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Could he say she was cute? Or cute? Or still cute?

An Hao helped Zhang Yun get all the dishes onto the table.

Ning Yibin had just arrived home too, and he seemed to be in a good mood today, smiling as he entered the door.

"Dad, did something good happen?" An Hao served a bowl of rice and handed it to Ning Yibin with both hands.

"You sit down. From now on, don’t bother with these things. Just focus on taking care of the baby. Let your mom do all the housework!" Ning Yibin said.

"Tsk tsk tsk! You’re really pampering her now! When I was pregnant, I didn’t see you say that to the old lady," Zhang Yun pursed her lips.

"Are you jealous over your daughter-in-law? Isn’t she going through a special period now?" Ning Yibin said with a chuckle.

"Tch! Old man," Zhang Yun gave him a stare, then turned to An Hao and said, "I know your dad - ever since he found out he’s going to be a grandfather, he’s been so happy he can’t stop smiling. He’s been practicing holding a baby with a pillow in the house every day."

An Hao was drinking soup when she heard her mother-in-law’s words and couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the mental image.

She sprayed soup on Qin Jian, who was sitting next to her, and then started coughing.

"Is it that funny?" Qin Jian raised his hand to gently stroke her back, soothing her cough.

Having his secret revealed by Zhang Yun, Ning Yibin’s expression became somewhat awkward: "It’s only human nature! Human nature!"

An Hao calmed down and said with a smile to Ning Yibin: "Dad, don’t be anxious! When the time comes, you’ll have plenty of baby to hold, and you might even get tired of it."

"No way, no way!" Ning Yibin hurriedly said, "The more, the merrier. I could never get enough."

"That’s good! Then the child will be left in your care, for you to properly bring them up!"

An Hao’s words made Ning Yibin beam with joy, his face showing a range of emotions she hadn’t seen in the two years since she’d been married.

"Look how pleased he is," Zhang Yun said, giving him a sideways glance.

"What, does seeing me happy upset you? If you’re not happy, then you get happy too!" Ning Yibin retorted.

This kind of banter was, in fact, the old generation’s way of showing love.

"I don’t have time to argue with you," Zhang Yun said, as she put some food in An Hao’s bowl and then turned back to ask Ning Yibin, "By the way, An Hao just asked about your good news, and you never answered the question. I guess, has something been settled with your son’s matter?"