Chapter 412 (1/2)
Leng Yihuang takes the chicken porridge cooked by the servant upstairs. As soon as he enters the bedroom, he sees the mobile phone on the bedside table.
Thinking that she had just taken the phone to Mu Linyun or Xue Haolin and had to carry him behind his back, he was wronged.
”Wife, have porridge.”
Lin Xiaomi sat up, tasted, and cried out, ”you want to burn me to death.”
”If I blow, it won't burn.”
”What's your expression, reluctant?”
“……”
Looking at Leng Yihuang's defiant appearance, Lin Xiaomi's heart is just happy.
Small hand in the abdomen gently stroked, finally can bully him once.
A bowl of porridge, Lin Xiaomi drink clean, appetite is particularly good.
Think of Wen Xiaoxiao when pregnant, even drink boiled water to vomit, but she did not have that feeling, must be the baby in the stomach love her, can't bear her too hard.
Thinking like this, her soft heart is more like eating honey.
Feed her a bowl of porridge. Leng Yihuang puts the bowl on the bedside table. He shows an excited expression on his face. As soon as he bends, he lies on the bed.
The dark heavy eyes looked at her abdomen, like a child who saw a new toy, and poked her finger on her flat abdomen.
Lin Xiaomi was amused by his childish behavior, but he looked at him with a straight face and a frown: ”what are you doing! What if you poke the baby! ”
Leng Yihuang didn't retort. She was smiling and stretched out her hand to put her flat on the bed. Her ear was on her abdomen.
”What are you doing?” Isn't he listening to fetal movement?
”Baby, I'm dad, give / me / five!”
“……”
Leng Yihuang feels that her clothes must be too thick for her baby to feel his temperature because she doesn't get any response.
So, she lifted up her clothes and wanted to stick the palm of her hand directly on her belly.
Lin Xiaomi could not bear to push him away: ”what are you doing?”
Leng Yihuang is a little dissatisfied: ”I say hello to my son.”
”Hit you, he hasn't formed yet. Now it's just a pool of flesh and blood at most.” Give / me / five!
How naive!
Leng Yihuang frowned: ”when can he take shape?”
”At least four months.” Lin Xiaomi said, his heart on the illusion of a baby in the womb pregnant picture.
The wonder of life, only the real experience of people can understand the surprise.
”So long...” Leng Yihuang's brow can kill a fly.
Ten months is too long. He really wants to have a big fat boy calling his father in two days.
Big hand lifted her clothes, again covered in her abdomen, he coaxed patiently: ”porridge dry rice, you want to grow up healthily, grow up quickly, my father taught you to fly a plane.”
This guy.
It's going to take more than ten years to hit the plane?
Lin Xiaomi yawned and clapped his hand away: ”don't talk about it. It's boring. I'm going to sleep.”
No wonder she is so sleepy and tired recently. She has a baby.
Lin Xiaomi fell asleep within two minutes of lying down. Leng Yihuang sat quietly, and did not dare to make a sound.
Wait until she fell asleep, this just will move the vision to her abdomen again, big hand can't help covering above.
Whispered, ”baby, I'm dad.”
”Look how fierce your mother is. It's better for your father. He has a good temper. He will be born with his father in the future. Do you know that?”