Time is like water, always passing at your fingertips.

After a few days of cultivation, Qiao Muyu recovered quickly, in addition to not being arrogant, he could get out of bed and take a walk, wait with Ling Siqing, wait for the arrival of that new little life, and the days would be quiet.

Ling Siqing's temper became more and more irritable, she was more than four months pregnant, plus she had been eating well and sleeping well, her stomach was really fat, looking at her lower abdomen, showing a symbol of life growth, when the maid next to her was holding her clothes, she didn't know what to do.

Ling Siqing wanted to cry more and more without tears, and as the child grew bigger and bigger, he really said goodbye to his good figure.

"Qiao Muyu, I've become ugly, what's the matter with the swelling?" She couldn't imagine that after going through these things, people who should have grown up maturely learned to be coquettish, and it was so natural and so geographical.

Qiao Muyu saw it, regardless of the maid on her side, she stretched out her long arm and took the person into her arms, and slowly wrapped around her waist, ten fingers of slender white jade, and the palm of her hand was already through the clothes, and stroked the round ball one by one. His expression was extremely serious, extremely reverent, and extremely intoxicated. "Don't worry about this, it's mine if it's ugly!"

Ling Siqing only felt that there was a person on her back, her head nestled between her neck, she took a bite lightly, her expression was slightly stiff, although this posture was not the first time, she was still stunned, "You ate me to death." ”

"The lady overestimates me too much, how can you be so virtuous as a husband, can you praise me so much?" Qiao Muyu played tricks.

"Load, go on!" Ling Siqing was a little weak, he shook his hand and sat on the edge of the bed, his distressed face was a little tired, as the child grew bigger and bigger, it was not only the stomach that changed, but also the mood, a sense of responsibility that could not be shirked.

"Okay, okay, let's stop playing, laugh at one, okay?" Qiao Muyu sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, pulled the person into his arms, and his hand was still reluctantly covering her lower abdomen, feeling the little life.

Ling Siqing didn't struggle, and said, "You say, can I really raise him well?" The voice was a little overwhelmed.

"Don't talk nonsense, are you pumping your head!" Qiao Muyu's voice was slightly annoyed, and he scolded lightly.

"Go, you're pumping your head!" Ling Siqing couldn't help but retort, and her mood seemed to be aroused by Qiao Muyu.

"Siqing, I've always wanted to ask you a question, after you woke up, did something happen, why did you always feel like you were before, there seems to be something in your heart, can you tell me?" Qiao Muyu asked cautiously.

"Don't be angry after hearing that." Ling Siqing directly made a condition.

"Yes, I'll try my best." Qiao Muyu nodded.

"Actually, someone told me a story, he said......" Ling Siqing finally whispered those things, as well as those well-arranged lies and stories, she said indifferently, as if she wanted to open up, she didn't care much about Qiao Mufeng, maybe some things, in the face of life and death, have become insignificant.

"What did this person have in mind to rob my wife?" Qiao Muyu listened carefully, his voice was slightly annoyed, he already had a thought in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of the matter of the Blessing Temple, and his heart was slightly cold.

"You said you weren't angry, you weren't angry!" Ling Siqing warned with his eyes.

Qiao Muyu suppressed it for a long time before he didn't break out, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Thoughts, if there is anything in the future, tell me whether it's okay or not, let me protect your mother and son, you are my life, and you must not lose, when I am your sky, when I am your earth, be your only protection." ”

Ling Siqing was full of emotion, his hand covered Qiao Muyu's hand, and suddenly his lower abdomen moved slightly, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted. Before she could say anything, Qiao Muyu over there was already crazy.

Qiao Muyu's heart trembled, and he couldn't help shouting like crazy: "It's moving, it's moving!" I couldn't help but hug Ling Siqing, who had been frozen by him, and danced happily, "Siqing, the child has moved, you see, how healthy he is, he is kicking you with great interest." ”

Ling Siqing looked at him excitedly, and couldn't help but be disappointed: "It's boring." "The promise is not yet complete!

Seeing that she was displeased, Qiao Muyu hurriedly pounced, hugged his wife and kissed him fiercely, "Good, what I just said is completely counting, I am your heaven and earth, I am your only protection, you must not want me, nor can you disagree with what I said, you can't even think about it, we will be together forever, and our children." ”

Ling Siqing wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, "Okay, okay, okay, don't let people get up." ”

Qiao Muyu was still smiling, he didn't want to let go, he hugged Ling Siqing tightly, kissed her forehead, and hung his head on her stomach, wanting to hear the child's voice, "Siqing, I'm so happy." ”

Ling Siqing's expression moved slightly, but his hand unconsciously stroked Qiao Muyu's hair, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a light smile.

She looked at him quietly, looking at him handsome, under the reflection of the sun, revealing a strong sense of pity, that heartfelt emotion softened his expression, it looked like a beautiful picture, warm and eternal.

Qiao Muyu raised his eyes, and when he saw it, his heart pounded, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

In the blink of an eye, the days entered summer, and after a long and hot summer, Ling Siqing couldn't stand it anymore and went to the western suburbs with a shout.

Qiao Muyu was even more worried, according to Li Su, the five-month-old child was already seven months old, and she should be pregnant with twins, with Ling Siqing's body, one of them was very tired, how could she bear the two.

Ling Siqing didn't care much, since he went to the western suburbs, next to the coolness of Cuiping Mountain, he also had a moist and comfortable life!

"Mu Yu, look at you, my craftsmanship is not bad!" She sat on a chaise longue covered with cotton cushions, holding a small shirt in her hand, which looked like it was made for children, and it was very cute.

Qiao Muyu was not happy, and while worrying that she was tired of herself, she said, "I don't see you ever taken a heart for me!" ”

Ling Siqing smiled innocently, his movements were very clumsy, and he reached out and patted Qiao Muyu's cheek, as if he was disrespectful to the old, "Come on, there are more people who make clothes for you, not worse than me." ”

"How do you know that Lu Dao is not inferior to you?" Qiao Muyu retorted.

Ling Siqing was amused by his playful expression, and his stomach trembled, "Hehe, Qiao Muyu, why didn't I find out that you are also so childish, do you still have to fight with the child about this." ”

Qiao Muyu's face suddenly turned red, and he was speechless for a while, he fought, how could he not know that the child was his enemy!

Every late at night, because her stomach was sinking, Ling Siqing couldn't sleep on her back, so she simply opened her eyes, stared at the low-hanging curtain above her head, and listened to the more leaky sounds outside, and the broken bells at the corners of the eaves were swaying due to the wind, making an ethereal sound.

At this time, Qiao Muyu slowly took the person into his arms and raised the corners of his mouth domineeringly.