Mao Tongtong was reluctant to look away.

"This kid is so cute." She couldn't help but sigh. When she was just born, she only glanced at it in a hurry because she was too tired. This will be regarded as a careful look at the child's facial features.

"Eyebrows and eyes like you." The eighth master said softly on the side.

"Really? The slave maid felt that her mouth was like a master. Mao Tongtong said.

"Our two children are naturally like the two of us." The eighth master laughed.

Looking at the child, the smile on the faces of the two people couldn't be contained. If it weren't for the eighth master's fear that Mao Tongtong would be tired and let the nurse come over to take over, Mao Tongtong would be reluctant to let go.

"You are weak now, you need to rest more, don't be tired." Eight Masters said.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong only sat for a while, and then felt that his backache was terrible, so he didn't insist on it, and lay down. I just can't sleep for a while.

"Sleep, you have to go to court early tomorrow." Mao Tongtong pushed the eighth master.

"Master will talk to you." Eight Masters said. For the first time in my life, I was also a little excited.

"If you are not sleepy, you can talk to the slave maid." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

The eighth master took her in his arms and chatted casually. While chatting, the eighth master suddenly thought of a question, and asked, "Why did you suddenly have a seizure today?" Half a month ahead of schedule, it really scared me. ”

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and then remembered something that she had almost forgotten.

"Master shouldn't have stayed here tonight." Mao Tongtong said in a low voice.

"Huh?" The eighth master didn't understand for a while.

"Today is the newcomer entering the house, the master should go to the newcomer." Mao Tongtong said.

The eighth master's expression froze, and he remembered the purpose of his rush back to the house.

"It's not for you." The eighth master said.

"The slave knows." Mao Tongtong closed his eyes, and his voice became softer.

The eighth master opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he said after a while: "Tongtong is because of this moving fetal gas?" ”

Mao Tongtong shook his head, "It's just a coincidence." Her voice lowered, "The slave is a little uncomfortable in her heart. But the slave knows that there will be more women in the future. ”

The eighth master wants to say, even if there are more women, I will still be good to you. But this will look at the hair around him whose face is still a little pale, and his eyelashes are already trembling, but he suddenly can't speak. The promise of language pales and is too weak at this point.

What's more, Mao Tongtong is also telling the truth. He is not yet twenty years old, his life has just begun, and there will definitely not be just a few women in the backyard. With a triennial draft, there are indeed more and more people in his backyard.

In the long years, can he really guarantee that his love for Mao Tongtong will not change? If he were Mao Tongtong, I am afraid he would not believe a simple verbal promise.

Mao Tongtong felt that the eighth master's hand around her waist became stronger than just now. She didn't open her eyes to look at the eighth master, but was struggling with the tears that kept pouring out of her eyes.

It was as if my chest was blocked by something, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. When I first heard the news of the newcomer's entry into the house, the uncomfortable feeling reappeared.

pretended to be calm in front of Qingzhu and them, but in fact, he was so uncomfortable that his heart was pinched.

She repeatedly told herself not to be tempted by the eighth master, and to withdraw her feelings, but found that as the child grew up in the womb day by day, it was impossible to do it.

When I feel a little bit of fermentation, I want more in my heart. I know it's all extravagant hopes, but I still can't help but think about it.

So when the cruel reality is in front of her, she will have a feeling of knowing the heart. It was as if the heart had stopped at that moment.

She was well aware that she would suffer more than one such blow in the days to come!

The throes of childbirth interrupted her thoughts, and at this moment, her brain became extraordinarily clear, and her thoughts became more clear. And because I understand, the sourness in my heart is even worse!

The physical discomfort also reminded her that she had just given birth to a child for this man, but the reason in her heart was telling her that she should let her feelings be stripped away.

"Why is Tongtong crying?" The eighth master suddenly felt that the body in his arms began to tremble, and when he looked sideways, he found that Mao Tongtong had tears on his face for some time.

"Tongtong, do you have no confidence in your master, or do you have no confidence in yourself? You are the first woman you loved, and you gave birth to the eldest son for you, and you will be good to you. The eighth master wiped her tears and said, "If you don't believe the words of the master, you should always see the master on weekdays, right?" Tell me, these people in the house, have you ever done this to others? ”

Mao Tongtong cried so much that she couldn't stop her tears and didn't answer. Eight Ye's words did not comfort her. Life is so long, who can guarantee forever? It's not that she doesn't have confidence in the eighth master, but she has a sense of powerlessness in this era. This is something she can't fight and change, and accepting it means that she will be hurt again and again, until she is finally numb.

"Don't cry, you're still in confinement, you're going to hurt your eyes." The eighth master said worriedly.

"Master, let the slave cry for a while." Mao Tongtong choked. If she can't even cry, she really doesn't know how to vent the depression in her heart.

"Hey, you." The eighth master sighed, helplessly turned her body over and hugged her tighter in front of him, and gently touched her back again and again.

After a while, the eighth master felt that the person in his arms gradually calmed down, he looked down and saw Mao Tongtong crying and falling asleep at some point.

Looking at the tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes, the eighth master stretched out his fingers to wipe her away, and his movements were extraordinarily gentle, for fear of disturbing her.

"Tongtong, if you don't believe what the master said, then it depends on the master's actions." The eighth master said softly.

He knows that many women will become arrogant after being favored, but Mao Tongtong has always been forbearant and quiet. She was even afraid that her favor would irritate others, so she never argued or made requests.

But this is what makes him feel more distressed, and makes him want to be doubly good to her, and he is reluctant to let her suffer a little grievance. He wanted to see her live freely under his pampering, smiling openly, and not having to be careful everywhere.

Early in the morning of the second day, before Mao Tongtong woke up, the eighth master had already gotten up and entered the palace. In the main courtyard, the Zhang family, the Liu family, who were waiting to ask Guo Luoluo's family, and the Qi Jia family, who had just entered the mansion, also arrived one after another.

Regarding the arrival of newcomers in the house, the Zhang family and the Liu family also knew about it. When they saw Qi Jia's, the two hurriedly saluted. And Qi Jiashi looked uncomfortable. Yesterday, the eighth master didn't stay with her, and Fu Jin didn't come out to introduce her, so her identity was a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, Zhang and Liu didn't say much, and after saluting, they sat down and waited quietly for Guo Luo Luo to come out.