Cheng Yue stretched out his hand to open the waiting room in the room, looked at the stomach between the two, chuckled helplessly, reached out and touched her belly, let Hou Na Mijia turn around, and he hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear with satisfaction, "Okay, that's it." ”

Mijia would lean against his, let her back against her chest, and then put her hand over his hand, drawing a light circle on it with her fingers.

Cheng Yue turned sideways and turned off the lights in the room again, and suddenly the room returned to darkness.

Lying in the dark, Mi Jia still did not feel sleepy, her eyes were wide open, and she seemed very awake tonight.

There was a faint and steady breath from Cheng Yue behind him, Mi Jia guessed that he was asleep again, and couldn't bear to wake him up again, Mi Jia was ready to quietly open his eyes and wait until he was tired, maybe he would naturally fall asleep.

Just as Mi Jia was thinking like this, she suddenly heard Cheng Yue behind her speak, "Close your eyes." The voice was deliberately muffled and soft.

"You haven't slept yet." Mi Jia spoke, about to turn her head to look at him, remembering the way the two of them hugged across their stomachs just now, she couldn't help but feel funny and then just gave up, grabbed his hand on her stomach, interlocked her fingers with him, thought about it and said, "You go to sleep, leave me alone." "He's training tomorrow, and even if she can't sleep at night, she can catch up on sleep during the day tomorrow.

Cheng Yue didn't listen to her, and repeated it, "Good, close your eyes." As she spoke, she gently dropped a kiss on her ear, without QY, which was the kind of ordinary intimacy.

Mi Jia was a little tickled by his breath, shrunk her neck slightly, but the corners of her mouth always had a faint smile, but she obediently closed her eyes, and did not forget to tell him, "Okay, I close my eyes, you go to sleep." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Yue let go of the hand he was clasping with him, and instead stroked her stomach with his big palm, and then hummed softly in her ear, there were no lyrics, it was a very soft tune.

Mi Jia remembered that she had heard him sing, but only once, and it was a very loud kind of military song, she still remembered that she was not pregnant at that time, and their relationship at that time was not as good as it is now, he took her to visit the army, and ate with the people above him in the evening, dozens of people ate and drank in a large room, and then sang songs when they drank too much, of course, they were all songs in the army, the momentum was very grand, the singing was very loud, and it was the first time she heard him hum such a soft and low tune, there is a feeling in my heart that I can't say it well.

With his eyes closed, Mi Jia slowly asked in the dark, "Cheng Yue, what song are you singing?" ”

Cheng Yue didn't answer her, just said: "Don't talk, relax, let yourself lean on me, don't open your eyes." ”

Mi Jia didn't ask any more, obediently and gently closed her eyes, let herself lean on his arms, and could clearly feel the feeling of his big palm caressing back and forth on her stomach,

Cheng Yue has been humming an unknown tune softly, gently and softly, coupled with his deep voice, the whole room is filled with low music, and it feels as if the whole world is only his singing, low and charming.

Mi Jia closed her eyes, and the faint smile on the corner of her mouth was not put away, but her consciousness slowly began to blur little by little with his singing, and finally leaned on Cheng Yue's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

After finding that the breath of the person in her arms had become gentle and regular, Cheng Yue knew that she had really fallen asleep this time, stopped the soft humming tune, adjusted her position in her arms slightly, and then closed her eyes and slept with her.

The next day, Mija slept a little late, and she didn't even hear the wake-up call that rang in the morning, and when she woke up again, it was already bright outside, and someone by the bed was already gone.

After washing up in the room, I came out, and there was no one in the living room, but I heard a sound in the kitchen, and I followed the sound, and saw Wu Wenqing with his back to her, as if he was putting something.

"Auntie?" Mija called out to her.

Wu Wenqing turned his head and saw Mi Jia standing at the door of the kitchen, so he smiled, "Get up and pull." ”

Mi Jia nodded, a little embarrassed smile, when she just came out, she looked at the time, but she didn't expect to sleep until 9 o'clock in the morning, the family was gone, and it seemed that the aunt had come back from buying vegetables.

Wu Wenqing sorted the vegetables he bought, then stood up and said while walking towards the stove, "I boiled some porridge in the morning, I guess it's a little cold now, I'll give you hot again." As he spoke, he turned on the fire again, boiled the pot, and stirred it gently with the wooden spoon.

This feeling is a bit like Yilai stretching out his hand to eat and opening his mouth, Mi Jia was very embarrassed and asked, "Auntie, do you want me to help?" ”

Hearing this, Wu Wenqing turned his head, looked at her and nodded very seriously, and said with a smile, "Yes, you will be responsible for drinking all these porridges later!" ”

"Ahh Mi Jia looked at the fragrant and glutinous white porridge in the casserole, it seemed to be delicious, but it seemed to be too much!

Looking at her playful expression, Wu Wenqing smiled, turned down the heat, and then pushed her out of the kitchen, and said, "Okay, you go to the living room to sit for a while, and I'll bring out the porridge later." ”

Wu Wenqing's porridge is really fragrant and glutinous, and it looks delicious, in addition to the white porridge, Wu Wenqing also specially made two dishes for Mi Jia to eat, so that she would not eat so light and tasteless.

Wu Wenqing sat next to her and watched her eat, always with a smile on her face, as if she was inexplicably satisfied.

"I used to fantasize about a situation like this, and if I could have a child, I would like to sit quietly next to him, even if I don't do anything, and eat quietly with her." Such a scene has appeared in her dreams more than once, but in reality, it has never appeared, because she is infertile, and she and Lao Lu have never had children.

Hearing this, Mi Jia looked up at her, and she could see the sad love in her eyes.

A little worried, he called her, "Auntie? ”

Wu Wenqing came back to his senses at this time, realized that he seemed to remember the past again, and he was a little out of shape, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just that I remembered the past again." ”

Mi Jia can guess, and she can also imagine that she asked Cheng Yue at the beginning, but she only heard that she was not physically suitable for having children, and she didn't ask the specific reason, but looking at her appearance, she could understand that mood, and she could also imagine how much she wanted to have a child of her own.