The pregnant woman is very sensitive, and her warm head goes blank for a moment.

Rong Li didn't notice her abnormality, "I'll go take a shower first." ”

He has been approached by other women, and he feels uncomfortable because of his cleanliness habits.

Wen Wen pursed her lips lightly, temporarily resisting the urge to ask him, "Go ahead." ”

Rong Li took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Warmly sat back on the bed, but couldn't calm down.

He said that all the people who ate together at night were men, but what she just smelled was indeed an unfamiliar perfume smell, a fresh floral and fruity fragrance, a fragrance that women would only use.

She believes that Rong Li will not mess with flowers and grass outside, but she can't control her brain, and she will always think crankily.

The man has always been quick to take a shower, and he came out in his pajamas with a towel in his hand to wipe his hair.

Wen Wen held the remote control and kept changing the channel.

Rong Li sat beside her, putting his arm around her, "I bought you steamed dumplings back, do you want to eat them now?" ”

"I can't eat it." She said.

Rong Li threw the towel on the sofa, "What's wrong?" ”

After thinking about it for a while, she felt that if there was a problem between husband and wife, she would spread it out, and if she was bored in her heart, she would think more.

She turned sideways, her eyes level with his.

"Rong Li, tell me honestly, is there a woman at tonight's dinner?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Rong Li's eyes, and he confessed, "There is one." ”

Wen Wen's expression changed slightly, and his eyes fell on his hand, "But when I asked you before, you clearly said that they were all men." ”

"I also went to find out, it's Mr. Song's daughter." Rong Li spoke out 1510.

"You talk about business, what is she going to do?"

These words are full of vinegar.

Rong Li raised his lips and touched her cheek with his fingers, "What do you say?" ”

She glared at him, "How do I know the truth?!" ”

Rong Li took her into his arms, his hands crossed her waist and clasped them around her abdomen, "She wants to take advantage of me." ”

"......" Wen Wen froze, was amused by him, and said coquettishly: "Who can take advantage of your less!" ”

"Hmm." Rong Li's face was pressed against her face, "Only you can take it." ”

Warmly patted the back of his hand, "You give me a serious face!" ”

Rong Li Zhengse said: "She wanted to recommend herself for a pillow, but I didn't ask for it." ”

"Then why do you smell of perfume?" She asked, confused.

"Perfume?" Rong Li didn't notice it.

"yes, I just smelled it on your clothes." "If you think I'm wronging you, then now go and take out your clothes and smell them." ”

Hearing her say, Rong Li reacted that the so-called perfume smell should have been touched by Song Bingbing when he pounced on him.

Fortunately, his little wife asked, and no one speculated, and sulked with him at the end.

However, listening to her tone, most of them were still affected.

Mr. Song and his daughter have caused him so much trouble, and he really has to think about that cooperation case again!

She was pregnant with a child, taboo mood swings, Rong Li did not tease her as usual, and explained to her that Mr. Song invited him to tea, and Song Bingbing bumped into him.

“…… That's the truth. Rong Li hugged her tightly, and his dull voice was faintly aggrieved, "Warm, don't let you doubt me." ”

Wen Wen naturally believed him, "I didn't doubt you, really, I just, just the thought of other women being so close to you, I felt very uncomfortable." ”

She confessed her feelings and let him know that she cared about him very much.

This can be regarded as her exclusivity for him.

Her man, she hates being coveted by others!

This inner confession is deeply satisfying.

"I understand." Rong Li tilted his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

Wen Wen pinched his fingers and said sullenly, "Am I stingy?" ”

"Yes." The man replied decisively.

There is a hint of astringency in the warm mouth.

Rong Li whispered in her ear: "Wenwen, I am yours, so it doesn't matter if you can be a little stingy." ”

It's like his intense desire for her exclusivity.

A warm heart, "tolerant and ......"

Rong Li rubbed her head, "I'm very happy, warm, it's okay to be like this in the future, no matter what you have on your mind, tell me, don't keep it in your heart, let's face it together and solve it together." ”

Ten fingers interlocked, warm and moving, "Hmm." ”

At this time, Rong Xiaobao moved, as if to say that he also thought that his parents were very good like this.

Rong Li's palm rubbed the place where Rong Xiaobao had just kicked, "Are you naughty today?" ”

Those little depressions had already been put behind him, and he said with a warm smile: "Xiaobao is very well-behaved, I told him that Dad will buy us steamed dumplings in the evening, and he is happy." ”

hugged his little wife and listened to her talk about the trivial things of a day's life, and Rong Shao was deeply touched.

It's still at home, it's good to hold your wife and children!

"Rong Li, I'm hungry." A pregnant woman said.

"I'll give you hot steamed dumplings." Rong Shao seems to be a model of a good husband and a good man in the twenty-four filial piety.

A plate of steamed dumplings, eight, she fed Rong Li two of them, and the rest was all wiped out by her, in addition, she also drank a glass of milk, this appetite is not ordinarily good.

"Will Xiaobao be born a little fat man?" The mother-to-be was worried.

Rong Li cleaned up the plates and cups, "You can only count this as a normal appetite." ”

"Well, it's okay for a child to be fat, and he's strong."

In the past two nights, the father-to-be told the story, the purpose is to enhance the communication between father and son, so that Rong Xiaobao can remember his father's voice.

Wen Wen leaned on his arms, Rong Li took Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale book and told the story seriously.

He read the original English version, his voice low and magnetic, and every word came out of his mouth, which was pleasant to the ear, warm and attentive to being a listener.

Rong Xiaobao probably fell asleep listening to his father's voice, and he didn't feel the child's movement for a while.

Rong Li put the books on the cabinet, and they should also sleep.

The warm belly bulged, and the face-to-face hug would press the stomach, and she slept on her right side, and Rong Li held her from behind.

In the dark, the man's lips roamed on the back of her neck, tickling.

"Tolerance...... I went to sleep. She whispered in protest.

Rong Li breathed heavily, "I want to hug you." ”

Touched by Song Bingbing, he always felt weird, and he needed to hug his little wife to get rid of that weirdness.

At this stage, the pregnant woman's needs in married life are stronger than some time ago, and the warmth can't help his teasing, and the body is weak for a while.

“…… It's going to make a noise for Xiaobao......" Her sanity struggled on the verge of falling.

The child is getting bigger and bigger, and she is a little shy about doing this.

Rong Li gnawed on her shoulder, "He's asleep, I'll be lighter." ”

Taking care of Rong Xiaobao, he paid attention to proportions every time, and he didn't dare to be ruthless.

What Rong Shao thinks about is that when Rong Xiaobao is born, he must make up for these few months!

The grass grows and the warbler flies.

May passes, June arrives.

On Children's Day, Chief Wei's baby son came to this world on this day.

When he entered the hospital in the morning, Wei Ming informed his good buddies that when they arrived in Kyoto, Lan Yan had already given birth.

The ward was very lively, and the elders of the Wei family gathered together to visit the newborn children.

Lan Yan had a smooth birth, and she was tired, Wei Ming felt sorry for his wife, and drove all his relatives out of the city, so that Lan Yan could rest quietly for a while.

"Sister Lan Yan, Wei Ming, congratulations." Wen Wen said with a smile.

Lan Yan sat at the head of the bed, with two soft pillows behind her back, and she said to Wei Ming, "You bring the child over, I'll take a look." ”

Mother, I haven't looked at my child carefully.

Wei Ming beckoned Rong to sit with them, and he went to the nursery to pick up the child.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, "Didn't you say a caesarean section before?" How did you change to a smooth delivery? ”

Lan Yan smiled vainly, "The child who gives birth naturally is healthier, and the doctor also said that my situation can be delivered naturally." ”

"Does it hurt?" Warm question.

"Well, sort of." Lan Yan is a military doctor, a tough girl, she can bear the pain of giving birth.

Touching her belly warmly, "Actually, I also want to give birth smoothly, which is good for Xiaobao, and I recover faster." ”

Rong Li looked at Lan Yan's tired appearance, and then looked at the warm little body, he interjected: "When the time comes, ask the doctor before making a decision." ”

He knew that she was afraid of pain, but unfortunately, he couldn't bear the pain of childbirth on her behalf.

"Although the caesarean section was more comfortable when it was born, it was much more uncomfortable during the recovery period." Lan Yan said, "Your due date is in September, and there are still more than three months, don't be nervous." ”

Wen Wen suddenly felt a little scared of production, "Let's talk about it." ”

After saying a few words, Wei Ming came with his son in his arms.

Warm got up and gave them the place.

Rong Li stepped forward to help her.

Rong Xiaobao has been almost six months, and her warm figure is even more bloated, so Rong Li asked her to sit on the sofa first.

"He's so small." Lan Yan looked at his son and sighed.

Wei Ming hugged her and kissed her on the face, "Wife, thank you for your hard work." ”

Lan Yanwaner, "This is our child, suffer a little pain, it should be." ”

Listening to this, I suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Mother is the bravest, as Lan Yan said, for the sake of the child, what is the point of suffering a little pain?

Jian Yao asked, "Do you have a good name?" ”

Wei Ming hugged his son and met these uncles and aunts, "I've thought about it a long time ago, Wei Zheng." ”

"Wei Zheng, hey, yes, he's still a prime minister." Jian Yao said with a smile.

Wei Ming raised his eyebrows, "My son wants to be a general!" ”

Warmly looked at Xiao Wei Zheng in the swaddling clothes, his skin was red, his eyes were closed, he was very well-behaved at this time, not noisy or noisy.

When Coco was born before, it was probably like this, a little soft one, and her heart melted when she saw it.

Wen Wen couldn't help touching Xiao Wei Zheng's face, it was very soft, and when he was next to him, he hummed and clicked his little mouth.

Warm and looking forward to their family Rong Xiaobao, he should be so cute.

Wei Ming's way of holding the child was a little rusty, he patted his little body lightly, and said with a smile: "Next, it depends on your little treasure, and Jian Yao, after you go the most, you have to keep up with the big army, lest in the future your child is the youngest, and the age difference between him and his brothers is too big, and no one will take him to play." ”