It's late at night, and the green bamboo outside the window is swaying with the wind. It's late winter. The weather is cold, and we need a warm quilt to sleep in the evening. In the bathroom, lanyanxi has taken a bath and come out in a snow-white bathrobe. Her long hair has just been washed, but it's not convenient for her to blow dry it now. The man sat on the sofa and saw her coming out. He immediately got up and went to her. Looking at the water droplets dripping from the tip of her hair, he quickly took over the towel in her hand and wiped the water droplets between her hair.
Lan Yanxi enjoys this moment of peace most. She leans lazily on the chair beside her, raises her head slightly, and spreads her long hair. The man takes the hair dryer and blows her long black hair gently. Looking at her slightly closed eyes, the man's thin lips are light, and he can't help but attach himself to her slightly pouty mouth and kiss her.
Lan Yanxi's clear and shining eyes opened in an instant, and saw the man's gentle smile on the corner of her mouth. She immediately dissatisfied: "why kiss me?"
"Do you need a reason to kiss you?" The man's eyebrows are light, and she feels that her question makes him unhappy.
Lan Yanxi nodded: "of course, although I am your wife, you have to ask me first. I promise you can't kiss you. You have to respect me."
Ling Mofeng immediately smiled helplessly, shook his head, and dared not answer. Lan Yanxi has become a sharp tooth.
"What are you laughing at? You won't give me a hug in the evening. "Blue Yan hopes to turn the corner of his mouth.
"I don't want to, I don't dare." Ling Mofeng explained with a low smile.
"Why don't you dare? I won't do anything to you. "Lan Yanxi is still not happy.
"I'm afraid I'll accidentally press you. You're in a special period." Ling Mofeng can only explain with patience.
"Don't worry, I'm not so delicate." Lan Yanxi feels that she is now walking as fast as flying. She doesn't feel that there is anything she can't do when she is pregnant. In addition to her belly being round and bulging, she doesn't look good when she wears clothes. There is no other discomfort.
"I've heard that you won't be as comfortable in July, August, and September." Ling Mofeng had also paid attention to some things a woman should take note of when she was pregnant. He knew that she would become very tired when she was eight or nine months pregnant.
Lan Yanxi nodded. "I know. Don't worry. I can survive."
Ling Mofeng looked at her determined expression. He was half heartbroken and half worried.
The man's fingers gently wandered between her hair. After a while, her long hair was dry. Lan Yanxi was a little tired. She wanted to go to bed and lie down. As soon as she opened the quilt, she found that it was warm. She looked at the man in surprise: "you won't warm the quilt for me again, will you?"
The man's handsome face flashed a bit of shame and embarrassment, and he said in a low voice, "I know you are afraid of the cold, so I sat on the bed for a while."
"Ling Mofeng, you are a perfect husband. After I marry you, I will never fall in love with anyone else. You are so good." Lan Yanxi said with a smile, lying in the quilt, very satisfied and happy.
Ling Mofeng sighed and laughed, "do you really intend to leave a way out for yourself and find your second spring?"
"No, I don't have time to think about it now. I'm counting on it every day Ouch, the little thing even kicked me. Doesn't he let me do bad things?" Lan Yanxi just retorted a few words, and found that the little guy in her stomach kicked her a few times, and her stomach hurt a little.
Ling Mofeng immediately walked over, reached directly into the quilt, reached into her nightgown, stuck to her slightly tight belly, and felt that the little guy seemed to be very active in it, moving around.
"See, if you dare to betray me again, the child will not agree." Ling Mofeng's palm, feeling that small strength, this kind of tacit understanding between father and son, let him be satisfied.
"Oh, what's there to be proud of? When he's born, I'll settle accounts with him. I dare to help you and not me." Lan Yanxi is so angry that he toots his mouth. Such a small baby dares to have emotions. He can't rebel.
Ling Mofeng was directly amused by her cruel words. Next second, he kissed her restless lips directly. Lan Yanxi was kissed inexplicably, but her body seemed to have some reaction. Next second, she exclaimed: "I How can my stomach be tight, like a stone?"
Ling Mofeng was scared to release her and reach out to touch it. Only then did he find that it really seemed to be contracting, stiff and tight.
"How could this be?" Ling Mofeng's face was a little pale with fright. Then he immediately took out his mobile phone and planned to make a phone call.
"No It's OK." Just as Ling Mofeng was about to dial the phone, Lan Yanxi said immediately. Ling Mofeng turned to look at her, worried: "how could this be?"
Lan Yanxi's pretty face was hot and red. He whispered, "maybe it's because when you kissed me just now, I couldn't help thinking about what I shouldn't think about, so..."
Ling Mofeng's handsome face is also blushing. It seems that during pregnancy, I really have to pay attention to it.
"Blame me, I'm not good." Ling Mofeng gently touched her forehead: "I'll pay attention next time. I won't provoke you again."
"Well, you have to restrain yourself." Lan Yanxi was also scared to death just now. This situation was the first time. Although she had seen this phenomenon in Baoma's discussion, she didn't expect to find it in herself.
"I'll get you a cup of warm milk." Ling Mofeng reached out his hand and stroked his forehead. What happened just now scared him and needed ice water to calm him down.
Downstairs, he took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, warmed the milk, unscrewed it and drank a few mouthfuls, which calmed down a little.
Lan Yanxi has taken out her mobile phone to check the Internet just now. It turns out that this is a very normal phenomenon. Many Baoma have encountered this kind of thing. However, it still needs special attention. Don't stimulate the belly any more. It's not good for the child.
Ling Mofeng went upstairs, sent the milk to her hand, told her to look less at her mobile phone, and went to take a bath.
Lan Yanxi put down her mobile phone, drank half a glass of milk, drank a few mouthfuls of water, stretched out, and shrank into the quilt. At night, she had a dream.
In the dream, she was holding a little boy. The little boy suddenly let go of her grip, ran to the front, took a man's hand, and called him daddy loudly.
Lan Yanxi walked over with a smile on her face, and saw the man squatting down, holding her child in his arms, saying good boy, and then turning to look at Lan Yanxi.
When Lan Yanxi saw the other party's face, she was scared to step back two steps. It was not Ling Mofeng.
How could this be? How could her child call other men daddy?
She woke up directly, opened her eyes, and found that the man was on her side, with a hand gently on her chest.
Lan Yanxi wiped her forehead. Fortunately, it's a dream. Otherwise, it should be Ling Mofeng chasing her in her dream.
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