Huo Xiumo's palm was warm.

Covering her stomach, the temperature was clearly transmitted through a thin layer of clothing.

Jiang Yansheng felt a subtle throbbing emotion in her heart, even she couldn't figure out what was wrong, she only felt that her stomach was hot when he touched it, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her nervous emotions.

Huo Xiumo comforted the little guy in his belly, raised his head, met her somewhat blank eyes with deep eyes, and his deep voice overflowed thin lips: "When you are angry, the child will also be scared by you, will you dare to be angry next time?" ”

In his words, there was no meaning of reproach, but he reasoned with her with a gentle attitude.

Jiang Yansheng was silent when he heard it.

She tried her best to make herself good-tempered, and naturally cared about the child she conceived.

The atmosphere in the master bedroom became much more harmonious, Huo Xiumo looked at her and lowered her head and pursed her lips, looking much more pleasing to the eye than when she lost her temper.

His depression all night was completely hidden, and he stretched out his arm and carefully held the woman in his arms, and when he saw that she did not resist, he hugged her.

Just when Jiang Yansheng was put on the bed, she suddenly asked, "Why didn't you come last night?" ”

Huo Xiumo raised his head and met her clear eyes.

The woman's intellectual curiosity is strong, waiting for him to explain.

However, Huo Xiumo didn't say a word, and said, "Do you want to drink chicken soup or porridge?" ”

Jiang Yansheng's rare good mood was gone, but thinking that the child in her belly would be angry with her, she pursed her red lips and endured it.

She didn't speak, and Huo Xiumo let go of her and walked out of the master bedroom.

The door slammed shut.

Jiang Yansheng lay down tiredly, facing the window, his eyes drooping, quietly thinking about something.

She felt that Huo Xiumo's behavior was inexplicable.

She didn't realize that her mood had changed even more inexplicably, but she felt more and more that the relationship with this man had become strange.

What kind of affection does he have for her?

Jiang Yansheng began to feel frightened, because she began to instinctively think that Huo Xiumo would not hurt herself.

Moreover, he instinctively listened to Huo Yinglang's words.

In her mind, the shadow of Gu Bai's husband faded more and more, and was almost covered by the figure of another man.

Jiang Yansheng's heart beat slightly faster, she was anxious to hide her uneasiness, and covered her head with a quilt, leaving only a figure.

……

Within a few minutes, Huo Xiumo went upstairs with a bowl of chicken soup and rice porridge again, she didn't choose anything, he served them all.

This time, Jiang Yansheng sat down obediently, wrapped in a quilt, only revealing his thin arms, and reached out to take the spoon.

The man's big slender hand was one step ahead of her, scooping a mouthful of soup and handing it to her lips.

Jiang Yansheng was stunned, his eyes covered his slightly floating emotions, his red lips opened, and he took a sip.

The soup is fresh and strong, and it tastes good.

Huo Xiumo fed her mouthful after mouthful, staring at the woman's delicate little face.

Since the child was five months old, he hadn't vomited, Jiang Yansheng's appetite was quite good, and soon, he finished half a bowl of chicken soup and rice porridge.

During this time, the atmosphere in the master bedroom is quiet.

Huo Xiumo put down the spoon, wiped the oil stains from the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and said in a low voice without a trace of ups and downs: "Get up and walk when you're full, don't break it." ”

Jiang Yansheng's heart softened, and for a moment he wanted to take a good look at him.

However, the man's eyes were too sharp and deep, straight, as if he could see through the deepest part of her heart.

Jiang Yansheng continued to lower his eyes, and after a while, he made a request, and said in a low voice: "I have rummaged through the books on the bookcase, I want to watch a movie......

Huo Xiumo's reaction was to frown.

Once Jiang Yansheng showed pity and weakness, it was as if he had grabbed a man's heart in the palm of his hand.

Her dark eyes were very beautiful, as if she could overflow water to look at him, but Huo Xiumo didn't see half of her heart soft, and even refused her request coldly: "I'll ask Pei Tong to come over and chat with you." ”

Jiang Yansheng looked at him steadily, and he didn't know if he was angry or what.

Anyway, I just don't want to talk.

Huo Xiumo put away the dishes and chopsticks, and asked a servant to come up and clean the master bedroom and clean the chicken soup on the floor.

Jiang Yansheng was still wrapped in the quilt and sat on the bed, quietly looking at the busy back of the servant, with a serious face, and he didn't know what he was thinking about writing.

The maid cleaned the room and withdrew.

Huo Xiumo wasn't going upstairs either, he was leaving, coming here as if purely to feed her breakfast, and then continued to go back to work.

Jiang Yansheng slept in a daze until the afternoon, the weather outside was very good, she put on a nightgown and got out of bed, walked to the stairs, just in time, saw several servants in the living room sitting together and chatting when they were idle.

She was standing in a hidden position, but no one noticed it.

Jiang Yansheng stood quietly for a while, and the thoughts that had come to her mind before going to bed came up again, and she walked down the stairs, her cold little face raising a smile.

"Madam, you're awake."

The servant stopped talking and asked softly, "Is there any command?" ”

"Sit down." Jiang Yansheng sat down with his waist propped up, with a very friendly attitude: "I'm bored upstairs alone, you can chat with me." ”

The servants looked at each other.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his eyes and smiled with red lips: "I didn't invite you so much, did I?" ”

"No, it's not." The servant busily shook his head.

Jiang Yansheng looked at everyone here, they looked like they were all over thirty-five years old, they had a cautious personality, and they usually avoided talking to her, unless, like she took the initiative to come over this time.

These people didn't dare to drive her.

"You're supposed to be married, aren't you?"

Jiang Yansheng asked kindly: "Do you have any children at home?" ”

When it comes to children, most women seem to have found a common topic all of a sudden, less of the usual constraints, but popularized the experience of raising children with Jiang Yansheng.

The conversation was familiar, and the living room was full of cheerful laughter.

Jiang Yansheng picked up a cup of tea and drank it, and the afterglow of his eyes swept to the mobile phone on the sofa, which had just fallen out of a servant's pocket.

No one noticed, it was all on the child.

Jiang Yansheng clenched the teacup with her fingers, leaned to the side quietly, covered the mobile phone with the pillow, and she called softly to the servant who was talking: "I suddenly want to eat apples, can you wash one for me." ”

The servant nodded quickly, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Jiang Yansheng's white hand reached under the pillow, quickly touched the phone, hid it under her nightgown, she got what she wanted, and found an excuse to go upstairs to the master bedroom.

……

This kind of stealing, Jiang Yansheng did it for the first time in his life, his dark eyes were full of unnaturalness, even his heartbeat was twice as fast as usual, and the little guy in his stomach felt so excited, kicking his two little legs.

Jiang Yansheng closed the door tightly, his back against the wall and he couldn't care about his stomach, and hurriedly turned on his mobile phone. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "President, Limited Pet!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~