Qi Yu smiled like everyone else who was a father, bending down to put his ear to her little one; On the abdomen, after a long time, he looked up in disappointment, "There is no movement." ”

"The baby is still young, and the little hands and feet have not grown, so there will be no fetal movement." Ling Baolu replied with a smile.

"And you're still letting me listen?" Qi Yu raised her eyebrows, this girl has been mixed with Lianrong recently, and she has a lot of experience in pregnancy.

"But I like to see you listen to the baby's movements, I feel so happy, I don't want to disturb such happiness." Ling Baolu reached out and hugged the back of his neck again, "Brother Qi Yu, I think I am very happy now, we just need to be like this, plain, simple happiness." ”

Qi Yu nodded, smiled and hugged her tightly, "Yes!" ”

Yes, it will, his current job is very simple, manage the company in Los Angeles every day, and then accompany her every day, as for the studio, you can put it aside first, anyway, the person in charge will know how to manage his external image, and when Xiaoluer gives birth to a child, when the child grows up to a certain extent, they will make films, make movies, and if she wants to sing, it is okay.

Qi Yu imagined the happiness in the future, and felt that this was already very satisfying, and he wanted nothing else.

Lunch is very nutritious, after experiencing morning sickness in the morning, Ling Baolu's appetite is much better, lunch is made of cinnamon vegetables, which is very in line with the taste she wants this morning, people are always like this, when they can't eat what they want to eat, they will always crave that kind of food, and when they can finally eat it, they will feel satisfied.

After lunch, it was nap time, Ling Baolu went upstairs carefully, for fear that his movements would be too big and would cause morning sickness, after going up to the master bedroom, the two went to the bathroom to wash their faces, because of pregnancy, Qi Yu was not worried that she bent over to wash her feet, so she sat on the chair in the bathroom, found a foot soaking wooden basin, and took hot water to wash her feet.

"I'll do it myself, how bad is that." After marrying him for so long, only Ling Baolu washed his feet, let him wash her feet, Ling Baolu never thought that although at home, it was Ling Mo who had always washed Ning Yuanlan's feet, but Ling Baolu never thought that Qi Yu would help him wash his feet.

A man who was so cold and tough outside, wanted to wash her feet at this moment, Ling Baolu really couldn't believe it.

"Why can't a husband wash his wife's feet?" Qi Yu doesn't care so much, he loves her, loves her, what's wrong with washing her feet, besides, she is still pregnant with his child, morning sickness reaction is so strong in the morning, but he can't help her do anything, he wants to wash her feet now to be comfortable, of course he won't allow her to refuse.

Ling Baolu knew that he couldn't say anything about him, so he was not hypocritical, and generously asked him to drag off his compromised thin spring socks, put his feet on top of the wooden basin, and poured a little hot water on her white and tender little feet.

Qi Yu held her little feet in her hand, she used to find that her feet were very beautiful, but now in her hands, she found that the foot in her palm was very beautiful, the skin was smooth and smooth, but the feet were not the kind of skinny, there was a little bit of meat, and it was soft in her hands, and it felt very good.

"Is the water temperature okay?" He repeatedly poured water on her feet several times to get her used to the temperature of the water before putting her feet in.