Chapter 864 The Most Scientific and Effective Method of Assisted Pregnancy

Jing'an, Kaiyuan Street.

In a homestay.

"Sister Yao, today's box office is already 220 million, and there is still a shortfall of 60 million. Our Ai Yao studio has broken the record!"

"Wow, that's great, Fangfang, is there anything else?"

"Sister Yao, why are you so cold? Could it be that you and Fang Xiaole started on the sofa so early?"

"Damn girl, what are you talking about?!"

Lin Yao had just taken a shower and was wearing a cool translucent nightgown. She was concentrating on creating an atmosphere when she didn't expect Fangfang's phone call.

Hearing that Fang Fang guessed her behavior, Lin Yao was very ashamed and annoyed, looked at Fang Xiaole who was sitting beside her, and warned Fang Fang sternly.

"Sister Yao, so what are you really doing there? What time is it? Are you two too hot?"

Fangfang knew Lin Yao so well, she knew her tone and knew that she had guessed right.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm hanging up!"

Lin Yao was exposed, her neck was red, and she was about to hang up the phone.

"Sister Yao, remember what I told you, you will definitely be able to conceive!"

Fangfang hurriedly reminded.

"knew!"

Lin Yao hung up in embarrassment.

"What method did Fang Fang say?"

Fang Xiaole was very close, and heard something, and asked curiously after seeing Lin Yao finish talking on the phone.

Lin Yao yelled, her calf under her nightdress turned red, and she finally leaned down to Fang Xiaole and whispered something in Fang Xiaole's ear.

"Is there another way?"

Fang Xiaole was surprised, and asked immediately:

"It's so effective, why doesn't Fangfang use it herself? Doesn't she want a child too?"

Lin Yao reminded: "Husband, think about it, how can she pose in that position with Fangfang's figure?"

"right,

Fangfang is a little fatter, that kind of posture is not suitable for her. "

Fang Xiaole thought for a while and agreed.

"That, husband, this posture..."

Lin Yao twisted her body slightly, her face was so red that water dripped out.

"I'm fine."

Fang Xiaole was stunned, looking down at the girl in her arms, her slightly damp hair smelled like shampoo, her jet-black hair was scattered over her shoulders, and the white jade-like roundness appeared from the gap.

Under the silk nightdress, perfect and sinuous lines loomed.

Fang Xiaole felt that his face was also red, he opened his mouth, his voice was a little dry:

"Then shall we try?"

"On the sofa?" Lin Yao's voice was like a mosquito.

"The first time on the couch, the second time on the bed?"

"it is good……"

...

...

Ten p.m.

The wind breaks and the rain stops.

High-pixel lighting returns to this homestay.

"I'm sorry wife, I heard it's not good to take too long, so I kept it within an hour these two times, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Fang Xiaole asked Lin Yao apologetically.

"No, no four, I'm very comfortable..."

Lin Yao's voice was a little strange.

"That's good."

Fang Xiaole nodded.

"Old Gong, is this posture really effective?"

Lin Yao's voice sounded again, still very strange.

"According to Newton's law, objects with gravity will fall down, and the liquid will also flow down, so your posture should be the most scientific and effective posture for easy pregnancy."

Fang Xiaole analyzed carefully, and then said:

"It's just a little hard work for you."

"It's okay, don't believe in suffering."

Lin Yao's voice was a little muffled and muffled, as if she was talking while standing on her head.

Precisely, not like,

Instead,

She was really standing on her head right now!

In the bedroom, Lin Yao, who had just finished exercising, put her hands on the ground, her back and legs were straight against the wall, her head was facing downwards, and her legs were facing the sky.

This is what Fangfang told her to make it easier to conceive.

Immediately afterward, stand on your head, let the precious seeds follow the call of gravity, drift with the flow, and go where they should go, every drop.

Fang Xiaole had heard before that the woman used a pillow to pad her butt immediately after the incident, and the method Fang Fang mentioned was undoubtedly an advanced version of pillow sex.

Of course, this approach is not for everyone.

For example, a girl with a round body like Fangfang naturally cannot do such a difficult pose.

Fortunately, Lin Yao has a solid foundation in dancing, and handstands are like pediatrics to her.

It's just that the last two times just now lasted too long, and Lin Yao's body was a little weak. Now she persisted for two minutes, and her forehead was already dripping with sweat.

"It should be fine."

Seeing his wife working so hard, Fang Xiaole felt a little distressed, and quickly supported Lin Yao's waist, letting her stand on the ground with both feet.

The two sat for a while, Fang Xiaole asked late, "How do you feel?"

Lin Yao shyly said in a low voice: "It seems that it didn't, it didn't come out."

"Honey, do you have to do this every time? Are you working too hard?"

Fang Xiaole wiped her sweat with a tissue.

"It's not hard, I must be conceived in Jing'an, so that our child can get the inheritance of the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties!"

Lin Yao clenched her white fists, her soft face was full of determination.

"It's not a fantasy novel, but also the inheritance of the ancient capital?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh.

"By the way, husband, have you asked your mother-in-law?"

Lin Yao suddenly asked with concern.

"Uh, I asked. My mother said she didn't know too well. She's going 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 means that she probably does not have the gene for twins.

So, she pinned her hopes on Fang Xiaole.

Fang Xiaole called Song Yan yesterday to ask about this matter. Song Yan had the impression that neither the Song family nor the Fang family had ever heard of twins, but she had to ask for details.

Song Yan was very concerned about this matter, and said that she had made more than ten phone calls today and asked all the relatives of Song Fang's family, and some people needed to check again.

Song Yan told her son to reply tonight or tomorrow morning.

The two were talking when Fang Xiaole's cell phone rang.

"Is it my mother-in-law's phone?" Lin Yao's eyes lit up, she hurried over to pick up her husband's phone, then curled her lips listlessly, 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 it was connected, Fang Shengnan's voice rang, like setting off firecrackers.

"What's the matter, sister?"

Fang Xiaole asked.

"A, something big happened!"

Fang Shengnan panicked and said.

"What happened?" Fang Xiaole didn't take it seriously, he knew his sister too well, so he was blah blah blah all day.

Usually the big things that Fang Shengnan talks about are not worth mentioning in Fang Xiaole's view.

"I escaped from home!"

Fang Shengnan took a breath.

"Home? The house you rented with Xiong Sangou?"

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Fang Xiaole was startled, and then felt that something was wrong.

"Yeah, it's too scary. If I don't run away, I'll die."

Fang Shengnan said with lingering fear.

"What's the matter, 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!"