"Give birth to a daughter, look like you, it hurts!" He hugged her tightly, faced her, and reached out to brush the hair from her face, "Ning'er, you've lost weight." ”

Ning Yuanlan smiled at him, since her father died, she had been in a bad mood, and she had eaten less, not only had she lost weight, but she found that her mother had also lost weight.

"I'm going to have to eat more later, huh?" He reached out and rubbed her cheek.

She nodded at him, if she really planned to start having children, she really needed to grow some meat.

"Sleep!" He leaned over and kissed her forehead, and she obediently closed her eyes and hugged him.

Because he was concerned that Ning Shaoan had just died, he just kissed her forehead, and did not make any other movements, only hugged her and closed his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, only hugged each other, and finally forgot when they fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, she saw him the moment she opened her eyes, and he seemed to have just woken up for a long time, looking at her, and seeing her wake up, he smiled, "Good morning!" ”

"Good morning!" She smiled at him and glanced out the window, it was late in the morning of late autumn, it was dark outside, only the night light in the back room was on, "What time is it?" ”

"It's more than five o'clock, it's still early, you sleep a little longer!" Ling Mo tightened her in his arms.

"What about you? Want to get up and go for a morning exercise? He had such a habit, and he was a little reluctant to let him leave her.

"Don't go!" Ling Mo pulled the quilt, "I'll accompany you, let's sleep a little longer!" ”

"Hmm!" Ning Yuanlan nodded, and the two of them nested in the warm quilt, probably because they slept too well last night, they were more and more awake.

"Can't sleep?" When he opened his eyes, the little girl had been rubbing in his arms, obviously unable to fall asleep.

"Hmm." Ning Yuanlan opened his eyes and looked at him, "What about you?" Can't sleep? ”

"Let's talk, then." He smiled, enjoying the time spent with her in the bed on a cold day.

"Say what?" Ning Yuanlan realized that time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, they will be married for three months, and the person who was originally a stranger, after more than two months of sleeping with Chuang, can become so familiar so quickly.

"Tell me about your work, that Zhou Jiayao's little uncle, did he embarrass you at work?" Ling Mo thought of Zhou Mingxu, this person was not simple, he could feel it from their handshake last night.

"He, I don't think it's easy!" Ning Yuanlan said his intuition, and then told Ling Mo about his contact with Zhou Mingxu in the past few days.

"Ning'er." After listening to him, he suddenly looked at her with some seriousness.

"Huh?" She also looked at him, and answered with some confusion, and motioned for him to continue.

"Have you ever thought about quitting?" He looked at her and reached out to caress her face, "It's very fortunate for girls to work outside, if you want to paint, you can paint in the studio, and we'll hold an art exhibition after you finish painting?" ”

"You know, I don't just want to draw on paper." Ning Yuanlan shook his head.

"But I don't want you to be too happy, Ning'er, painting is your interest, I don't want you to be too lucky, let's go home, okay?"

"You raise me?" She looked at him with a wink.

"Well, I'll raise you." He nodded.

"Then, after completing Mr. Zhou's list, I will resign!" Ning Yuanlan nodded, "But I'll paint at home." ”