Chapter 1547: Coaxing Xinluo is his daily routine

"Yuchen ......"

Xinluo looked at Lu Yuchen, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was Lu Yuchen or the second personality.

"What's wrong?" The man frowned slightly and wrapped her into his arms.

Seeing the melancholy between the corners of the little woman's eyes and eyebrows, Lu Yuchen was so distressed that he picked up her little face and kissed her lightly in front of the doctor.

"Is there something wrong with the child? Good boy, don't be afraid, no matter what the child is, my husband will find a way to save him. Lu Yuchen was very distressed, and hugged his baby and comforted him softly.

He took over the memory of the second personality, and naturally knew that Xinluo had taken contraceptive pills in the early days, which might affect the child.

What gender is no longer his concern, seeing Xinluo's stunned appearance, he is really afraid.

Xiao Luo, who was afraid of him, was heartbroken and injured.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry, the child is fine, the current inspection has passed, very good."

Dr. Zhang smiled and watched the two hug each other, not only did he think they were slimy, but he also kindly explained.

"No problem?" A flash of surprise flashed in Lu Yuchen's eyes, but the furrow between his eyebrows was deeper in the next second, "Xiaoluo, since the baby is fine, why do you ......?"

"I, I'm nothing, it's sad and moved......" Xinluo buried his head in Lu Yuchen's arms, hugged his waist, and didn't want to look up.

I hate it, and the tears don't flow out at all.

There were tears in my eyes, and I couldn't stop it.

"Okay, let's not cry, our eyes will be swollen if we cry too much." The little woman has been very sensitive in the past half a month, and she can't cry at every turn, but instead of being impatient, Lu Yuchen continued to comfort softly.

He has recently made up a lot of pregnancy books, knowing that pregnant women are emotionally sensitive, and no matter how cold they are when they talk to others, as long as they turn to Xinluo, they will deliberately lower their voices.

Not only is he accustomed to comforting her with the lowest and softest voice, but he also hugs her and kisses her for a long time to soothe her emotions.

It's just that today, after coaxing for a long time, I saw that the little woman was still holding his waist and refused to look up.

Lu Ye could only sigh helplessly.

Then he leaned down and picked up the little woman who was squeamish and refused to look up.

Skillfully hugged Xinluo in her right arm, supported her small PP with her big palm, and hugged Xinluo with only one hand as before.

"Ah, you...... Let me go down......" Xinluo didn't expect Lu Yuchen to suddenly hug her like this, feeling embarrassed, and exhaled softly.

Because she was hugged by Lu Yuchen in the crook of her arm, she could only instinctively reach out and wrap her arms around his neck.

The little face with mottled tears leaned on Lu Yuchen's neck and looked at him shyly.

"Don't let go." The man looked at her, his eyes were deep and affectionate, "The nest will be stuffy underneath, and pregnant women should not breathe well." ”

"......" Xinluo's 'old' face flushed.

It's all a mother of three, no, a mother of four.

I still have to be in the hospital, being held by my husband like this.

Cover your face...... It's a shame......

"Okay, you're tired and resting, let's talk when we go back. I'll start with Dr. Zhang. ”

The man's big palm caressed her head, and he smoothed her hair for a while.

Xinluo has indeed been getting more and more sleepy recently, and there are things hidden in his heart, listening to Lu Ye say this, he is really tired.

She obediently hugged Lu Yuchen's neck, leaned on his shoulder, and rested softly.

On the other side, Lu Yuchen asked Dr. Zhang about the results of various examinations.

Hearing that the child was fine, Dr. Zhang also said that Xinluo's crying was just a normal mood swing, and the pregnant woman was just emotionally sensitive, so Lu Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief.

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