The news that Yang Chuchu successfully gave birth to the little prince and that the mother and son were safe has been spread out. The media is also very active in reporting it. Some reporters have photographed Luo Jinyu in the hospital and has not come out. It can be seen that he is an extremely responsible husband and will definitely be a father who dotes on his children.
In the presidential palace, Lan Yanxi came out of the elevator with a big belly of nearly seven months. In the past few months, she felt that she had only gained weight and lost her brain, and her memory seemed to have declined. She clearly remembered that her mobile phone was put upstairs, but after looking around, she found that her mobile phone was thrown on the sofa. She walked to the sofa with some annoyance, picked up her mobile phone, and suddenly saw a message, which was sent to her by Yang Chuchu. The background was the hospital ward. She held up two fingers and looked at the screen. There was a small baby beside her, sleeping soundly.
"Wow, it's born." Lan Yanxi couldn't help but be happy for her. Looking at the healthy and ruddy little man, she subconsciously reached out and touched her belly. In another week, it would be seven months. The little guy was jumping happily in her belly, especially when she was going to sleep at night. She was so sleepy, but the little guy was like a happy child. Left foot, right fist, won't she give birth to a little devil?
Thinking that she and Ling Mofeng are both peaceful people, if they give birth to a naughty little guy, it will be a headache.
Lan Yanxi hurriedly sent her congratulations, and then asked if it was painful to give birth to a child. Yang Chuchu quickly replied to her, only saying that she didn't want to experience it again.
Lan Yanxi's eyebrows are picked up. The closer it is to the due date, the more nervous and scared she is. But maybe this is the only way for women. If she doesn't have a child, her life won't be so perfect.
Another year is coming to an end. White snowflakes are floating outside the window. Lan Yanxi stands in front of the window and looks at it. It's clearly dusk, but it's dark.
"Madam, it's cold in front of the window. Why don't you put on a coat?" The auntie, who was hired to help out, took good care of Lan Yanxi and helped her with everything.
"Thank you, Auntie Wang." Lan Yanxi took the coat and put it on.
The auntie shook her head and smiled. "I'm going to prepare dinner. Sir should be back soon."
"Sorry to trouble you." Lan Yanxi said with a smile.
During this period of time, Ling Mofeng's work was very busy. There was a period of time when he was overseas for half a month. Lan Yanxi missed him so much that she was about to go crazy, but this was the husband she had chosen. He was outstanding, outstanding, but serious and responsible for his work. In this world, there would never be a perfect situation.
As the snowflakes fell, a strong beam of light shone from afar. Lan Yanxi could not help but raise his hand to cover his eyes. He was overjoyed. Ling Mofeng had returned.
She couldn't help but go to the door and wait for him to come home, as if it had become the most anticipated thing for her now.
The car stopped at the door. After the door opened, there was a steady sound of footsteps. Then, Lan Yanxi saw Ling Mofeng, wearing a black long windbreaker, stepping on the steps and coming into her sight.
The slim-fitting windbreaker accentuated his tall and straight figure, making him look even more domineering.
Lan Yanxi likes to see Ling Mofeng in formal clothes. He is handsome, fierce, and charming with his inherent noble temperament.
Ling Mofeng worked all day. Just now, he had a rest in the car. At this moment, when he saw the woman at the door of the hall, he was refreshed. He walked quickly to her with long legs. His eyebrows were slightly twisted and his words were reproachful: "Yan Xi, how many times have I told you not to stand at the door and blow the cold wind? It's not good for your health."
"It's OK, just for a while." Lan Yanxi is not obedient and looks at him with a smile.
Ling Mofeng can't help shaking his head. He can't help her. He just listens and forgets later.
"Sir, you're back." Two aunts immediately came forward to say hello.
Ling Mofeng smiled politely at them and took Lan Yanxi upstairs.
Because Lan Yanxi is pregnant and the month is big, Ling Mofeng installed an elevator at home, so now he basically goes upstairs by elevator.
One side of the elevator is transparent and can reflect the shadow. Lan Yanxi glanced at it casually and found that she seemed to have gained a lot of weight recently. She subconsciously reached out to cover her face. The baby fat that disappeared before seemed to come back.
"What's the matter?" Ling Mofeng looked at her lovely little action and asked with a smile.
"I weighed myself again today. It's less than a week. I seem to have gained another jin. If I go on like this, I won't be 120 jin in the month of production?" Lan Yanxi is young and beautiful. Although she is pregnant, she is determined to be a beautiful pregnant woman. But now she finds that her body will rise. If she wants to be beautiful, she is afraid that it will be difficult.
Ling Mofeng saw that she was entangled with her figure again, and couldn't help comforting her: "don't worry, you are not a person's weight now. You are still pregnant with children. Last time you took a picture with those little athletes, it was very beautiful. I have had that picture developed and put it in my wallet."
"Ah? How could you develop that photo? " "Lan Yanxi can't believe it. Last time there were children's sports meeting, she attended the opening meeting and stood beside the children to take several groups of photos. Ling Mofeng even felt that her photos were very beautiful, but Lan Yanxi felt that she was like a ball, unable to see people.
"Yan Xi, you're not fat now. You're just beautiful." Ling Mofeng said that he couldn't help but reach out and twist her tender and white face gently. The skin was tender and smooth. He couldn't let go.
When some Baoma is pregnant, her skin will deteriorate. Lan Yanxi once worried about this problem, but at present, her skin seems to have changed little, but also more ruddy.
"By the way, Chuchu just sent me a message. She has given birth to a son. That little guy is so cute." Lan Yanxi said, found the photo in the mobile phone and enlarged it for Ling Mofeng.
Ling Mofeng looked at it carefully and nodded: "it's good-looking, but it looks so small."
"It's just a baby. It's so small." Lan Yanxi explained with a smile.
"Well, I'm looking forward to our baby's birth. I want to see what he looks like." Ling Mofeng's heart is slightly moved. He really can't help but look forward to the birth of the baby.
"You've been stopping me from taking the gender of the child. Do you regret it now?" Lan Yanxi asked him with a toot.
"No, as I said, I like both boys and girls." Ling Mofeng doesn't regret it at all. He doesn't want Lan Yanxi to have a burden in his heart. Who says that he must have a son? If he has a beautiful and lovely little daughter like Lan Yanxi, he will spoil her in the palm of his hand.
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