The husband who got married in a flash marriage is actually a billionaire CEO

Chapter 518

"Even if I think about such a thing, I can't be allowed to say it." Zhao Xiaohui thought for a while, looked at Chen Anan and asked.

Zhao Xiaohui is still relatively conservative. She feels that if girls take the initiative in such matters, boys will have ideas.

Chen Anan shook his head: "If you don't tell me, then you can hint."

It's not like Lu Zhoucheng has never had a girlfriend before. If he gets the hint, he will definitely understand.

"It's better not to..." Zhao Xiaohui shook her head, feeling that she couldn't pass this level.

If he did something embarrassing and was laughed at by Lu Zhoucheng for the rest of his life, that would be a shadow in his life.

Chen Anan smiled. Of course, these matters still have to be decided by the parties involved, that is, Zhao Xiaohui. She can only make some suggestions.

"But to be honest, An'an, seeing how cute the stars are, I really want to have a baby..." Zhao Xiaohui wanted to kiss the baby, but felt that she was too young and it would not be good to kiss her directly, so she held back .

At this time, Chen Lezhen came over with a bowl of chicken soup and asked Chen Anan to drink the soup.

"This chicken soup smells so good..." Zhao Xiaohui smelled it and said.She also praised Chen Lezhen, saying that she was good at her craftsmanship and was good at taking care of people.

Chen Lezhen put down the chicken soup and went to work again. While Chen Anan drank the soup, she and Zhao Xiaohui started talking again.

"Xiaohui, I feel like my body is really disappointing."

Chen Anan told Zhao Xiaohui that she was desperately chasing milk, but her milk supply was still very low.

"Jingsheng felt distressed when he saw me feeding my child like this. He mentioned several times that he might give up breast milk and drink milk instead, but I couldn't bear it."

Every time after breastfeeding the baby and seeing her sleeping face, Chen Anan felt that she had to persevere no matter how hard it was.

"Then if you're like this, you still need to drink more soup." Zhao Xiaohui has no experience, but she has heard others talk about it: "They say that drinking more soup can increase milk production."

Chen Anan nodded and raised the bowl in his hand: "So look at me now, I drink soup when I have nothing to do, and I drink soup when I have nothing to do..."

"This soup smells very fragrant. It'll be fine if you drink more..." Zhao Xiaohui said casually. After saying something, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Chen An'an with a frown.

"An'an, do you smell the aroma of wheat in this chicken soup?"

Chen Anan nodded. Her nose was very sharp and she had already smelled it.

"Eh...this isn't right..." Zhao Xiaohui felt more and more strange the more she thought about it.

"I remember that in my hometown, they used to say that this fried malt is something that can restore milk..."

"Fried malt?" Chen Anan asked.

She smelled this aroma in the chicken soup, but didn't know what it was called.

"No, no, An An," the more Zhao Xiaohui thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She put the baby in the crib and took out her mobile phone to search.

"Look, I said I remembered it correctly. At that time, my aunt boiled boiled malt with water and drank it, and then weaned her off."

Zhao Xiaohui said, and handed Chen Anan the search results on her mobile phone. It clearly stated that fried malt is recognized as the best traditional Chinese medicine for restoring breast milk.

"An'an, if you drink this kind of soup every day, you won't be able to produce enough milk." Zhao Xiaohui said excitedly.

Chen Anan's heart skipped a beat, and a guess formed in her mind. Although she didn't want to maliciously speculate on Chen Lezhen, it was a little unreasonable to say that this incident was just a coincidence.

Traditional Chinese medicine such as fried malt is not common in daily life. Chen Lezhen uses it to make soup, so she must have some understanding of it.

Now in front of Zhao Xiaohui, Chen Anan couldn't question Chen Lezhen. She put the remaining chicken soup beside her and lost her appetite.

"An'an, this matter..." Zhao Xiaohui felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and asked tentatively.

"Xiaohui, I want to thank you for this today, but I also want to trouble you. Don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

Chen Anan didn't know how angry Ji Jingsheng would be if he knew about this.

Although Zhao Xiaohui didn't know the whole story, Chen Anan asked her to do it. She nodded and promised not to tell even Lu Zhoucheng.

Zhao Xiaohui sat for a while and then left. When Chen Lezhen came in to collect the bowls, she saw that Chen An'an's chicken soup had not been touched much. She asked: "An An, don't you have an appetite?"

Chen Anan turned around and looked at Chen Lezhen with an angry expression.