Since Mu Yunge knew that Zhang Ying was pregnant, she went to Zhang Ying from time to time to talk to Zhang Ying, so that she would not be idle and have nothing to do.

Tuoba Lian is to blame for all this, always worried that Zhang Ying will not be able to do anything with his body. was always worried that she would accidentally hurt herself, so she sent a message, saying that she wouldn't let Zhang Ying be busy with this and that.

Mu Yunge looked at Zhang Ying, who was about to grow mushrooms, and said with a smile: "Look at your current appearance, or ...... Whip up some kids' clothes to pass the time? ”

Listening to Mu Yunge's words, Zhang Ying couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't talk about it, you still make clothes, he has to ask me several times when I go out for a walk now......

Mu Yunge ninja smiled and said, "Ah-you have to accept it, this is because he loves you." ”

Seeing Mu Yunge's appearance, Zhang Ying raised his hand and smashed the soft pillow in his hand at Mu Yunge, and said, "Go back and let your family Xuanqi love you so much?" ”

She has a troublesome personality, but she can't stand this kind of love. For her, this is restraint, not love.

Mu Yunge dodged the pillow that smashed over, bent down and picked up the pillow that fell on the ground, and said, "That's it, I'll talk to Tuoba Lian when I go back and see if I can change his mind." ”

In fact, she can understand Tuoba Lian's approach, it is nothing more than too much love, so she is too nervous about everything about Zhang Ying.

But what he did was, in his opinion, to help Zhang Ying seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but he ignored one point, Zhang Ying is not a person who can be idle.

For a person like Zhang Ying who loves to play around miserably, these constraints will make them more and more uncomfortable In the end, it will consume her remaining love.

Tuoba Lian had never experienced the October pregnancy of a loved one, and the birth that was no less than a walk in the ghost gate, everything he knew was from other people.

And what he saw, the first was that Mu Yunge gave birth to Tangtang in pain, and the second was because he frightened Gu Guiren, who was born prematurely.

Therefore, he subconsciously regarded this matter as too terrifying. In order not to let Zhang Ying also experience these pains, he will repeatedly regulate everything about Zhang Ying.

Listening to Mu Yunge's words, although the result had not yet been determined, Zhang Ying felt a burst of relief. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Then I'm going to trouble you." ”

She said it was useless, because she tried. No matter what she says, she will only be thought by Tuoba Lian that she can't stay still and wants to be naughty.

Let Mu Yunge, a person with experience, say it, Mu Yunge has more right to speak, and the possibility of success is greater.

Seeing that Zhang Ying finally laughed, Mu Yunge could be regarded as relieved and said, "Actually, your mood is very important during this time, and your mood can directly affect your child's intelligence." ”

Mu Yunge said, untying the cloth bag he had been holding, and inside was a sand table.

Zhang Ying looked at the sand table, then looked up at Mu Yunge, his face showed obvious doubt, and asked, "Yunge, what are you going to do here?" ”

"This," Mu Yunge put away the cloth bag, and gently smoothed the sand on it, "This is a sand table, we can fiddle with this sand at will on it." ”

As he spoke, Mu Yunge looked at the sand that had been flattened, smiled and took out a small pinch of sand from the sandbag next to him, piled a heart shape on the sand table, and said, "How is it?" Want to play? ”

As she spoke, she also pushed another black pocket in front of Zhang Ying and said, "There are also small things in this bag, which can also be placed on it, as long as you like it." ”

She has been thinking about how to make Zhang Ying happy and not make Tuoba Lian unhappy in the past few days.

The day before yesterday, she went to Lingyuefang, and Song Yao recommended her this method and asked her to take the sand table for Zhang Ying to play. At first, Mu Yunge disagreed, but when Song Yao said his reason, Mu Yunge accepted it.

"This game is for her, she won't dislike it." Song Yao continued: "Moreover, the sand table is just a toy in your hands, and you don't need to have other ideas. ”

When he said this, Mu Yunge didn't notice the strange light in Song Yao's eyes.

Zhang Ying opened the black pocket, looked at the dazzling array of small things inside, and the smile on her face became bigger and bigger, like a child who had discovered a new toy.

"Yunge, where did you get this?"

Seeing that Zhang Ying liked it, Mu Yunge relieved himself and said, "Secret, if you like it, play it first." With that, Mu Yunge stood up: "I'll go out first." ”

She hadn't noticed it before, but when she thought of Song Yao, she found a very wrong point.

The Song Yao she saw that day, was it really Song Yao?

Although she and Song Yao were just general friends, and they were definitely not people who were familiar with each other to the extreme, but that day in Lingyuefang, everything Song Yao showed was full of disobedience.

Mu Yunge walked out of Zhang Ying's house, and the cool breeze outside made her a little sober.

She was very sure that Song Yao's every move was problematic. First of all, if this person is Song Yao, then he will definitely not hand over the sand table to Mu Yunge.

When chatting with Song Yao before, Song Yao said what it meant to him to the sand table. He cherishes his sand table, how can he give it to others.

Secondly, Song Yao has never been a "mother" who looks like a "mother", but Song Yao that day obviously put powder on his face, and even put hairpins on his hairpins. Once Song Yao said that he was the most disgusting man with hairpins on his head.

At that time, she didn't notice that something was wrong, she just laughed at how Song Yao still wore flowers.

If this person was really Song Yao, it would be impossible for him to put flowers on his head. Isn't co-authoring to hate your own rhythm?

This is not the end, Song Yao also said it with a pinched throat when he spoke that day. At that time, Mu Yunge only thought that his voice was uncomfortable, but now that he thinks about it, his uncomfortable voice can only be a thicker speech, how could it be the other way around Song Yao.

Finally, there is another point, which is Song Yao's clothes.

That kind of clothes that are obviously feminine, such an exaggerated color scheme, how could it fit Song Yao's eyes.

Don't talk about it, just talk about this color. Song Yao has always had a strong aesthetic ability and prefers a plain and elegant color matching method. Occasionally, I choose a bold colorway, but it's definitely not a color that makes people look dirty like that day.

From this point of view, the Song Yao she saw that day ...... Who the hell is it?

Thinking about it, she suddenly remembered the sand table that Zhang Ying was still playing.

What did that person go to great lengths to give her the sand table for?