932 is the feeling of love
"Me, what have you seen? I recently read one.,It's Meng Baowen.,What to collect "Meng Bao Plan A: Sullen Husband,Come at Night", don't you think this name is quite vulgar, but it looks quite funny, it's fun, and it's also a variety of slap in the face. ”
Shen Muxi said excitedly.
Cai Shuyi also nodded, "Yes, yes, I also watched it, Sister Xiaoxi, I like to watch this too." ”
The two of them seemed to have found a common ground again, chatted a lot about it again, and finally after eating, Cai Shuyi didn't want to go back, and she had to go shopping with Shen Muxi, but Aoying made several phone calls.
Shen Muxi also knew that her pregnancy this time was not easy to come by, and she must not make any mistakes, so she just took her around in a place where there were fewer people, and then asked Aoying to drive Xiaoyi back.
Before leaving, he also told a few words, "If you should go to the hospital for examination, go for examination, listen to the doctor, if you don't understand anything, ask the doctor, don't be afraid of trouble." ”
"Got it, Sister Xiaoxi, why are you like an old woman now, so verbose, go back quickly, otherwise, we'll send you back first, and we'll go home." Xiaoyi smiled and held Shen Muxi's arm.
Shen Muxi waved his hand, "No, you guys go back quickly and rest early." ”
Shen Muxi returned home, Steward Yi reported to Shen Muxi what happened during the day, Shen Muxi was surprised, little mango is just a four-year-old child, how did he do it? unexpectedly fired the two servants silently and drove them out of Jiangcheng.
actually let Ye Wantong eat such a big deflated, Shen Muxi really doesn't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, he is only so young, he understands so many things, will it be too cruel for him? It's time for him to enjoy a good childhood.
When she was still worried, the little mango ran down from the stairs and threw herself into her arms, "Ma Ma, you're finally back, I drew two pictures today, you can take a look." ”
He handed the painting to Shen Muxi, "Ma Ma, do you think my painting is good?" ”
Shen Muxi looked at the painting handed over by the little mango, whether it was in terms of coloring or brushwork, there was a great improvement, but he didn't expect that the little guy did such a big thing in the afternoon, and finished the painting she asked him to draw.
"Baby, you're awesome." Shen Muxi praised him without hesitation.
Little Mango giggled in Shen Muxi's arms, he liked Ma Ma to praise him the most, he was so proud.
In the evening, when Shen Muxi was bathing the little mango, Gu Tingxuan made a video call.
Shen Muxi, who was holding the mobile phone, looked at Gu Tingxuan on the phone, she blinked, he had been gone for two days, and he hadn't seen him for two days, she actually felt that it was a century.
It seems, like, that I miss him a little.
"Think I don't?" Gu Tingxuan opened his mouth to say this, his voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be a little sang.
"Busy lately?" Shen Muxi asked.
"Sort of."
"No matter how busy you are, you have to drink water, you have to rest, you have to eat well, you see you have lost weight." Shen Muxi nagged at the end of the video.
Gu Tingxuan curled his lips and smiled lowly.
It's a good feeling!
"What are you laughing at? You, look at you, why do you have so good skin, this, this WeChat has no beautifying effect, right? Did you use that essential oil from the Champs? ”