After Tang Zhihuan learned that Song Xixi was pregnant with twins, the whole person was stunned, which was the most nervous and surprising time in his life.

When he came home from work, he took Song Xixi's hand, and his eyes were full of tenderness and smiles.

Song Xixi leaned on his arms, and his heart was warm: "What do we eat at night?" ”

"What do you want to eat?"

Song Xixi thought for a while: "Hmm...... I want to eat stir-fried meat with capers, and I want to drink pork rib soup. ”

The man kissed her smooth forehead and said softly, "Watch TV for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to cook." ”

Song Xixi's eyes followed Tang Zhihuan to the kitchen, she sat on the sofa at an angle just to see his sideways, the whole person was simple and clean, with a white shirt and black pants, and the metallic frame lined with a somewhat translucent complexion.

At this time, he put on a pink apron and washed rice to cook.

Song Xixi bent the corners of her lips and took her mobile phone to call Song's mother.

Song's mother was very happy when she knew that her daughter was pregnant with twins, and asked Song Xixi if she needed to come over to help now.

Song Xixi refused, Song's mother and Song's father lived a stable life in Lin'an City, and if they came here, they didn't even have a neighbor to talk to except her.

And she is still a young month, so there is no need to trouble the two old men so early.

Tang Zhihuan also called Tang's mother halfway through the stir-fry, asked about the dishes that pregnant women could not eat, and after more than half an hour, a plate of stir-fried meat with capers and corn rib soup was served on the table.

The capers are homemade by Tang's mother, and they are a little too sour.

The man only took one bite, his brows furrowed slightly, and Song Xixi took a small spoon and scooped it into his rice bowl one by one.

"Drink some soup, the capers are too sour." Tang Zhihuan went back to the kitchen and took an empty bowl and scooped a bowl of stewed pork ribs for Song Xixi.

"Sour girl, are there two boys in my belly?"

The man glanced at her and silently bowed his head to eat.

"Or do you want girls?"

"Boys and girls are good, they are all our children."

Song Xixi smiled, and ate half a bowl of rice more today than before.

After eating, Tang Zhihuan cleaned up the remnants and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

cleaned up and led Song Xixi downstairs for a walk.

The dusk was a little stuffy, Song Xixi was clamoring to eat a cone, and the man was so noisy by her that he had to accompany her to the convenience store to buy it.

Song Xixi picked a chocolate-flavored cute, and looked at the man next to him with a smile: "What flavor do you want to eat?" ”

The man glanced at her lightly, pulled the glass of the freezer, and led her to pay: "Eat two bites at most, and I'll eat the rest." ”

Song Xixi held the cuteness and pursed her mouth, and raised her eyes with pity: "Because I have a child, I can't even afford to eat cute?" ”

The salesperson was a young girl, who looked a little strange because she had just come to work for a few days.

When the little girl saw Tang Zhihuan, her eyes lit up, and she looked like she was in love for the first time. When she heard Song Xixi say that she even had a child, she was silently lost in her heart, and when she saw that the two of them only bought one ice cream, she didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Tang Zhihuan glanced at her, and his tone was cold and a little alienated: "WeChat payment." ”

The little girl took the cuteness in Song Xixi's hand and swept it more: "A total of four yuan." ”

Tang Zhihuan paid the money, and when he led Song Xixi to leave, he said: "Who made you only lick your face at the beginning, I said that you have no money, and you still have to marry me, what's the use of regretting it now." ”

Song Xixi lowered her head and hummed twice, and the little girl who stayed in the store opened her mouth, looked at the two who left in surprise, and swallowed her saliva silently.

On the sidewalk, Song Xixi laughed while nibbling on ice cream: "What plot do you think that little girl will make up?" ”

After taking two steps, the man snatched the ice cream in her hand, Song Xixi licked it and melted a layer on it, the man's expression remained unchanged, he took a bite and put it in his mouth, and the cold chocolate ice cream melted in his mouth.

"It's definitely not as much as you do."

"Can I take another bite?" Song Xixi looked at him coquettishly and pursed her lips.

There was a faint chocolate flavor on her lips, and she still wanted to eat it.

"Nope." Tang Zhihuan refused directly, and ate ice cream faster.

Song Xixi snorted and touched his stomach.

"Aren't you serious outside, why did you tease that little girl just now?"

Tang Zhihuan's speed of eating the cone stopped, and soon it was as usual, he looked down at her: "Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black." ”