On the night of September 5th, Tian Xinmiao revoked the ban that could only be done once every three days, and especially allowed her silly boy to gently 'do nonsense'.

However, Ruan Haocheng, who was worried that his daughter-in-law would be tired and slept afterwards, was not as anxious as before.

Instead, he hugged her softly and gently, unbuttoning her with very slow, very gentle movements.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you say the name of the baby after birth?"

"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl, it's not too late for us to choose a name when it's born."

"Daughter-in-law, we can choose two names, one for a boy and one for a girl, do you say okay?"

"It's okay, but we don't need to rush, we still have more than five months to think about it slowly."

His pajamas were placed at his side, and he hugged her tightly into his warm embrace, letting her lean against his chest.

His lips kissed her forehead, "Daughter-in-law, I want to hug you like this all the time and talk to you." ”

When he was in the army, he always wrote letters to his daughter-in-law, and sometimes he would read them out loud as he wrote.

However, that way of speaking is not as good as this face-to-face way of talking.

He could kiss his daughter-in-law on the lips while talking.

As he spoke, he looked at her beautiful eyebrows.

Occasionally, his hand could 'behave' for a while, which would make his daughter-in-law glare at him a few times in anger.

staring at his daughter-in-law like that, he couldn't help but kiss her on the lips, and then continued his 'nonsense'.

"Well, Haocheng, I also want to lean on your arms like this all the time and listen to you."

For more than half a year, she seems to have gotten used to the habit of burrowing into his arms and falling asleep under his gaze.

Recently, whether he went to the exam or was taken to the base by Wu Yingjie, in the nights when he was not at home, even in the summer, she felt a little cold in the bed.

And when she opened her eyes and couldn't see him in front of her, her heart was always empty.

I can't lift my spirits all day long.

"Daughter-in-law, I—I'll write to you."

The provincial city said that it was not far away, and it was not close to it, so it seemed that he had to think of a way to see if he could go home more often to see his daughter-in-law.

"Well, you can still call me, there should be a post office in the school."

yes, why didn't he think of that?

However, the phone bill seems to be quite expensive! Is his meagre monthly allowance enough to make phone calls?

"Daughter-in-law, you, you can sponsor me with some funds! I'm afraid I don't have enough money to call you. ”

His extremely serious appearance, as well as that pitiful voice, made Tian Xinmiao chuckle.

"Okay, as long as you call me, I'll reimburse you for all the phone bills, okay?"

"Daughter-in-law, that, that's so embarrassing!"

Although he said this, his heart was happy and sweet.

Moreover, the sense of crisis in his heart crept up again, and it became stronger and stronger.

Recently, at home, he seems to have gradually forgotten his daughter-in-law's income of thousands of quick money.

What if he suddenly remembers it again?

His daughter-in-law's pace is always so fast, what can he do to keep up?

He will never be able to keep up with the matter of earning money, because he has no freedom to earn his own money in his life.

He still had some hope for this, but he was still a year behind her in college.

In terms of appearance, he seems to be far less worthy of his daughter-in-law.

What should I do, none of them seems to be able to catch up with my daughter-in-law?