After the winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, Ni Chenghuan is even lazier, reading books at home every day, with an average speed of one book in two days, and the books in Sheng Jing's study have been read by her.

Because she was confined to the house every day, she found that her eyes seemed to deepen, and one day she took out the pair of glasses that she hadn't used for a long time.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she sat on a chaise longue by the window, all her eyes falling on the book.

Today's sun is good, falling on her, it seems quiet and warm.

Sheng Jing stood aside, looking a little distracted.

Ni Chenghuan noticed that someone was looking at her, she turned her head and pulled off her glasses.

Sheng Jing walked over, "I haven't seen you wearing glasses before."

Ni Chenghuan raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

Sheng Jing nodded, "It's good-looking, you look good whether you wear it or not."

Ni Chenghuan pursed his lips when he heard this, put away the book, "Perfunctory."

Sheng Jing was a little surprised, after all, he really thought she was good-looking, but he didn't expect her to feel perfunctory.

"Why?" He asked.

"There's no why." Her answer was nonchalant.

"Tell me why I think it's perfunctory?" He stood in her way.

Ni Chenghuan raised her eyes and looked at him, the fetus in her belly suddenly kicked her, and she wrung her eyebrows.

Sheng Jing saw that her expression was wrong, and asked with some worry, "What's wrong?"

Ni Chenghuan admitted that in the past two months, the child in her belly has been quieter, her body's reaction is not so obvious, and her life is more comfortable, so that she will forget that there is a life in her belly from time to time.

"My daughter kicked me." She muttered, as if unsure.

Sheng Jing has been reading this kind of book recently, he squatted down, raised his hand and touched her belly, and the fetal movement was clearly felt in his palm.

"Is it uncomfortable?" He asked, "Do you want me to call a doctor to come to my house?"

Ni Chenghuan lowered his eyebrows, and also raised his hand to touch it, and his eyebrows and eyes smiled, "No, I think it's amazing."

Sheng Jing gently stroked her belly and said softly, "Be good baby, don't make trouble with your mother."

Ni Chenghuan muttered when he heard this, "Mom....."

When she was pregnant for the first time, she never seemed to have the concept of a mother, a word that was very distant to her, and it seemed very close to him when he mentioned it.

Sheng Jing heard her doubts, and then got up, "Yes, you're going to be a mother."

She went to the edge of the bed and sat down, was silent for a long time, and said, "It's too fast."

Sheng Jing walked over and hugged her into his arms, "I think it's going to be fast, too," he took her hand, clasped his fingers, and said, "I used to think that we would have a baby very late when we were so noisy...... But now that I have children, I will do my best to be a good father, and together, we will raise children very well."

His tone didn't seem to be the same as before, but his tone was soft, as if he was coaxing.

Ni Chenghuan turned his head to look at him, looking at the light in his eyes, as if it would suck people in, and then fall into a catastrophe.

"Will it?" She asked.

Sheng Jing held her hand tightly, tilted his head to kiss her, and said softly, "Yes."

They seem to lack nothing since they were children, Sheng Jing has always been surrounded by flowers, Ni Chenghuan can spend money like dirt, only they know what they really lack.

Ni Chenghuan's fetal movement was not unbearable, Sheng Jing still went to consult a doctor, but he didn't get a better solution, which is a very common phenomenon.

The number of fetal movements has increased significantly for a while, and Ni Chenghuan didn't care much about it after getting used to it, but occasionally it was stronger, which would make her heart skip a beat.

"Our daughter must be a lively child," Sheng Jing stroked her belly for a while, "just like when you were a child."

Ni Cheng smiled lightly, "What kind of conclusion is this?"

"Intuitively," he said confidently, "if we only have one child, I want her to marry closer to us, preferably next door.....

Ni Chenghuan turned his head to look at him and laughed, "You seem to be a little sentimental lately, and this thought is very dangerous."