"Xiao Wan, obedient, obedient, go back quickly, there is danger ahead!"

Whose voice was this, how could it make her feel so warm and familiar?

"Xiaowan, good daughter, daddy can't stand you, can't stand you."

Whose voice is this, so old and strong.

Half-asleep and half-awake from the song, it was as if she had escaped into a fog that had filled the millennium, drowsy, unable to see the way she was coming from, and unable to feel the direction, but there were always some sounds in her ears that made her extremely familiar and frightened.

Lige was very scared, covered her mouth, held back her tears, and turned in circles in a panic, just when she wanted to cry loudly, suddenly, a wave of warmth hit her stomach, again and again, it was so light, and so soft, so that she couldn't help but want to clear the fog and see the person who came.

Lige finally opened his eyelids weakly, and what caught his eye was Xiao Mochen's familiar and soft chin curve. The unbridled stubble on his chin had been cleaned up, but the gray blue under his eyes still made him look a little tired, and at the moment his pupils were dilated, and he was looking at a place where he was losing his mind.

Smiled sideways, leaving the song and teasing, Xiao Mochen really didn't have any defenses against her, she always lost her mind in front of her, if she wanted to kill him, it would definitely be a matter of minutes.

"Xiao Mochen." Lige called out to him, his eyes crooked, and he smiled with satisfaction.

It's a good feeling to see Xiao Mochen at the first glance when you get up.

"Well, Ge'er, how are you awake? Does your stomach still hurt? Xiao Mochen's face was a little haggard, his deep eyes suddenly became clear and transparent, he stopped the movements in his hand and held Lige's face, and asked softly.

Lige moved his body, only to find that the posture of the two at this moment was the same as that on the carriage last night. She sat on Xiao Mochen's lap, Xiao Mochen hugged her, his hand was still on her abdomen, but there was just a hot towel in the middle.

Her eyes flashed slightly, as if she fluctuated, Li Ge hurriedly moved her eyes away at Xiao Mochen, her gaze was fine-tuned, and it fell on the paper window, with a graceful silhouette of branches falling on it, she replied to him with a red face: "It doesn't hurt, but it's just a little flatulence." ”

After speaking, Lige was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, and the roots of his ears turned red.

The monthly affairs of the daughter's family are unspeakable, except for the closest people around her and some housekeepers, almost no one knows, but now, ......

Looking at Lige's slightly dodging movements and careful thoughts, the lines of his lips arced slightly, threw the hot towel back into the copper basin, wiped his hands dry, straightened her face, let her eyes meet his, and said in a soft voice like a bewitching voice: "Ge'er, don't be shy, from today on, you need to regard me as the closest person in your life, and so do I, the two of us are destined to be inseparable in this life, have you written it down?" Well? Lige's eyes opposite him were shiny and soul-stirring, which made his heart pound.

never thought that she was the first person to be emotional, and now the person who can't let go is him. When he saw her now, he felt more in love with her than he had ever been.

"Write it down, we'll never be apart." Lige hugged his waist tightly, and his heart seemed to be as sweet as honey.

"The female doctor said, you need to have taboos in your diet recently, no cold, no spicy and no greasy, you can't blow too much, you can't touch cold water, you need to control your emotions, you can't be happy and sad, you can't run and make a fuss, in short, you lie down well these days, we are not in a hurry, you know." Xiao Mochen is like an old monk knocking on a wooden fish, chattering above Lige's head, if others don't know, they will think that she is pregnant.

The small mouth pursed, and the taboo in the mouth of the female doctor was as if it was tailor-made for her, and she muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's just menstruation, and it's not pregnant, people want to eat fried prawns." ”

"Huh? Does Ge'er want to give me a baby? Xiao Mochen, a mediocre expert in grasping key points, said so many words from the song, but he only caught the word pregnancy.

As soon as she heard the song, her little face turned red with a brush, and the red on her face burned directly to the root of her ears, her round eyes were blank for a long time before she came back to her senses, quickly hid her face, and pretended to punch Xiao Mochen's shoulder, and said angrily: "Xiao Mochen, you are shameless, who wants to give you a child?" ”

"Well, you don't want to give birth to me, so who do you want to give birth to?"

Oh, Xiao Mochen is annoyed to death, people are also girls, how can this kind of thing be mentioned casually, she wants to say: Give birth to you, only give birth to you, is it enough to give birth to a basket for you? Oh my God, I'm so ashamed.

"Hee-hee." Lige covered his face and laughed in Xiao Mochen's chest.

"Oooo There was a knock on the door.

"Master." The person who came was Xiaobei.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Mochen let go of Lige, put his big palm on her head, touched it, and coaxed her in a coaxing tone to say: "Lie down obediently, when your body is better, you can eat whatever you want, okay?" ”

"Good ......" is so long from the end of the song, and his eyes are full of joy.

As soon as Xiao Mochen went out of the door, he saw Xiaobei standing far away, as if he was hiding from some flood beast.

As soon as Xiaobei saw him, he came up to him, and after handing the things out, the corners of his eyes were raised, and he was proud: Hmph, I won't get so close to you, so as not to hear any sounds that are not suitable for children, and I will never give you a chance to abuse me again.

Xiao Mochen crumpled the note, his eyes seemed to be calm without waves, but the deepest part flashed with fleeting sharpness.

He is still interested in his woman, not only remembering the days of her menstruation, but even the diet is clearly listed in the letter, for fear that he will not be able to take care of it.

"Shatter it." Xiao Mochen handed the note to Xiaobei and said coldly with an expressionless face.

He will take care of his women, and it is not the turn of other men to worry about them, even in the name of his own brother.

"Oh." Xiaobei, who didn't know why, took the note, threw it into the air, pulled out the knife from its sheath, and waved it a few times in the air, and the paper was broken into fine pieces, like snow in winter, sprinkled with joy.

"What's on your waist?" As soon as Xiao Bei inserted the knife back into his waist, Xiao Mochen caught a glimpse of the delicate and small four-leaf windmill on his waist.

"Oh, this is a very strange dumb man, inexplicable, he is desperate to throw this thing at me, I refused many times and he didn't listen, this little windmill looks quite chic, so I just took it." Xiaobei pulled out the little windmill with great interest, and fiddled in front of Xiao Mochen's eyes, obviously a rough man with five thicknesses, but at the moment he was as happy as a child, grinning and smirking.

For the first time since Baili Xue's accident, Xiaobei laughed from the bottom of his heart because of a small windmill.

Xiao Mochen stared at the little windmill for a few moments, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "This little thing is really chic, and it matches the song very well." After speaking, whether Xiaobei wanted it or not, he snatched the windmill in his hand, turned around, strode with a meteor, entered the door, and hurriedly went to "offer treasure" to Lige.

Leaving Xiaobei behind, he was messy in the cold wind, shivering, and wanted to cry without tears. If the master can be ranked in Jiuding in the future, he will definitely be a faint monarch who spoils his wife excessively! Immorality and unscrupulous tyrant!