Knowing that Youruo's lower abdomen was kicked again, Zhai Xiying touched Youruo's erect lower abdomen distressedly. On the day the child was born, Zhai Xiying would definitely beat him hard!

As soon as his hand touched Youruo's belly, he clearly felt that the child in his lower abdomen was moving again.

"This king just felt it!" Zhai Xiying had not yet experienced the fetal movement of the child in the womb, so she sat up with interest, lowered her head and put her ears close to Youruo's lower abdomen.

"Be careful, wait until he'll move!" As the fetus grew larger, so did his strength.

As long as Youruo doesn't speak for a long time, the child in her belly will kick her uneasily, and then Youruo will shout, "My little baby~!" "He'll just stop.

When Youruo hung the child down again, the baby began to kick her in the belly again! During the day, if you can feel the child's fetal movements, and a sense of happiness surrounds her body, even if her belly is kicked and bruised by the child, she is still willing for him to interact with her.

"Bang~" The child was very powerful, and kicked Zhai Xiying's face close to Yu Ruo's lower abdomen twice.

Like a series of kicks, Zhai Xiying was kicked in the face twice by the child, and immediately pulled away, staring at Youruo with wide eyes in surprise.

Youruo was amused by Zhai Xiying's surprised expression, "Hahaha... I didn't expect His Royal Highness the dignified Ghost King to be scared to death by Lord Yama, but was taken aback by his own child, hahaha... It's hilarious! ”

Youruo's eyes burst into tears, Zhai Xiying is so funny, hahaha...

With Youruo's laughter, Zhai Xiying glared at Youruo's belly angrily. It's all this stinky kid who made him ugly! In the future, he was born, and Zhai Xiying, who is a father, will have to pump his ass every day!

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh, hurry up and have breakfast, you'll be on your way in a while." After Yuruo stopped laughing, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhai Xiying hugged Youruo dissatisfiedly and gnawed at her violently. This was a punishment for Yuruo for laughing at him.

"Uh-huh~" After Youruo let out a soft snort, Zhai Xiying let her go.

"Let's see if you dare to laugh at this king in the future!" Zhai Xiying pinched the bridge of Youruo's nose.

The child dared to kick Zhai Xiying's face, and Zhai Xiying would try his best to seek revenge with his child in the future!

After breakfast, Zhai Xiying never had to bring clothes when he went out, and just stuffed a silver ticket into his arms.

Youruo sat at the coffee table and personally poured a cup of Biluochun for Zhai Xiying and let him drink it.

"Stay safe." Inadvertently, it revealed his concern for Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying nodded in response, and reluctantly put a kiss on Youruo's forehead, "Wait for this king to come back." ”

"Got it." It was not the first time that Zhai Xiying had not been in the palace for a few days, Youruo pushed his body and told him to get out of the palace early.

"The king is gone." After Zhai Xiying let go of Youruo, the moment she opened the door and closed it, she looked at Youruo a few more times before closing it again.

Watching Zhai Xiying leave, Yuruo's mood was flat and bland, and he didn't feel anything. Pick up the book from the coffee table and continue to study the new knowledge in the book.

As worried about Zhai Xiying, as soon as Youruo picked up the book, it was like sticking to her hand. Until noon, she was still watching, and her eyes didn't feel sore at all.

When Lu Rong pushed the door in, he took lunch in his hand, set the meal in place, and beckoned Youruo to eat, "Miss, put away the books first, don't starve our little prince." ”

Hearing the 'little prince', Youruo didn't dare to snub her precious son, so she had to get up and walk to the dinner table.

Lu Rong was afraid that she would be far away from Miss and would not be able to take care of Miss. So in the process of eating, they all stood behind Youruo to protect them.

If you know Lu Rong's thoughts, and know that Lu Rong will not give up staying by her side, he will follow her.

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(Markor Literature-)