Chapter 855

Lu Jixiang is very happy to see his mother.

Mother song smiles very gently and waves to her: "come, Jixiang, come and sit down!"

"Ah

Lu Jixiang nodded, went to Mother Song's side and took a seat, and took the initiative to hold her daughter in her arms: "Mom, you see, this is your granddaughter. Is she beautiful?"

Mother song lowered her head and looked at her little granddaughter's face from left to right. She was a little excited: "beautiful! Very beautiful

After hearing this, Lu Jixiang laughed even more happily.

"Give me a hug!"

Song's mother said that she took her granddaughter carefully and held her in her arms.

This little girl is good, does not cry does not make, opens a pair of black bright eyes, curiously looks around, the cheek powder powder, looks like is the dough to knead out, specially exquisite lovable.

"Mom, please take care of the baby for me. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes first."

Lu Jixiang said, looking at mother song.

"Good!"

Mother song nodded and looked down at her little granddaughter, full of love and pity.

Lu Jixiang took a last look at her daughter, got up from the sofa and left, and went straight up to the second floor.

Song Jincheng was packing in his bedroom. When he saw her, he asked, "where's the child?"

"At mom's."

Lu Jixiang replied that he took out the household clothes from the wardrobe and was ready to change them.

However, she unconsciously looked at Song Jincheng on the other side.

The man seems to be aware that the head did not lift the sentence: "rest assured, I am not interested in your body!"

"Cut!"

Lu Jixiang stares at him, turns his back to him, lowers his head and begins to change clothes.

But when she was putting on her pants, she found a problem that surprised her.

"Song Jincheng!"

She exclaimed in terror.

"What's the matter?"

The man looked back at her.

But this scene almost made his nose bleed.

Lu Jixiang was standing against the light. At this moment, her lower body was almost open. The light came from behind and passed between her legs.

"Put on your pants!"

The man yelled.

Lu Jixiang was about to cry. She pointed to the inside of her legs and choked in her voice: "my legs..."

Song Jincheng frowned and walked over immediately.

"Leg pain?"

He asked, holding the person on the bed.

Lu Jixiang shook his head and trembled: "it's all wrinkled..."

Song Jincheng's heart clapped.

In fact, as early as when she was pregnant, he had found out.

This is stretch marks.

About this thing, he also specially consulted the doctor, saying that most primiparas will have it, and once it appears, it will not disappear.

Well, how can he explain it?

"Song Jincheng, how could I be like this... Ugly..."

Here, Lu Jixiang is still crying.

Song Jincheng sighed, pulled the quilt beside her and covered her bare legs. He said: "it's OK. It's stretch marks. It won't affect your body."

"Will it be all right in the future?"

Lu Jixiang looks at him.

After a moment's hesitation, song Jincheng said: "it will be OK."

“……”

Lu Jixiang was so tangled that she lifted the quilt again and kept looking at her thighs with her head down. The more she looked, the more she couldn't stand it.

Ask, which woman would like to see their skin become wrinkled?

What's more, how can she wear a skirt after that?

I can't wear it at all!

"Well, don't look."

Song Jincheng pulled her up, brought her underwear and trousers, and said: "put on the trousers, be careful not to catch a cold!"

Lu Jixiang looks at him without tears, red eyed and pitiful.

Song Jincheng sighed and felt a little distressed.

"Well, be good, don't cry during confinement!"

With that, he bent over and began to wear pants for her.

Lu Jixiang grabbed his arm and suddenly said, "now I'm not perfect. Will you still love me?"

“……”

"Song Jincheng, do you dislike me?" Pathetic.

After the man put on his trousers for her, he looked up at her with a calm look: "when have you been perfect?"

"I've always been perfect!"

Lu Jixiang looked at him with sincere eyes.

Song Jincheng sighed, some headache: "yes, you are perfect, you are the most perfect!"

Lu Jixiang chuckled, elated: "I knew I was the most perfect, you don't have to say twice!"

“……”

Then they went downstairs hand in hand.

Mother song was still teasing the children in the living room. When she saw them, she said with a smile, "this little guy is very good, but it's too quiet. Well, did you have lunch? "

"Yes."

Lu Jixiang nodded, grinning to his mother and asked, "Mom, where do you think the child looks like me?"

After hearing this, Mother Song looked at it carefully, and then said, "your mouth and nose are like you, and your eyes are like Jincheng..."

"Really?"

Lu Jixiang opened his eyes as if everyone said that.

"What's the matter?" Song's mother didn't understand.

Song Jincheng smiles and says, "lucky is that she thinks her daughter's eyes are the most beautiful. She is not convinced. She always thinks her eyes are like her!"

"Song Jincheng!"

Lu Jixiang scolds him and stares at him.

Song Jincheng got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen. He said, "let's talk. I'll make tea."

Lu Jixiang didn't care much. She looked at Mother Song and said with a smile, "Mom, please give your child a name."

Mother song was surprised.

"No name yet?"

"Yes..."

Lu Jixiang nodded. Xu thought of something, and she looked lonely.

Mother song handed the baby to the housekeeper, and then held her hand in a gentle voice: "lucky, I've heard about your parents, and I went to see them this morning."

Lu Jixiang looks up and looks at Mother Song unexpectedly.

"Have you been there?"

She was surprised. She didn't expect that mother song would visit her parents in person.

Mother song nodded and then said, "your parents are very good. Their greatest achievement is to give birth to you and educate you to be a good girl. Auspicious, I can understand your mood, but after all, this is already the case. We living people have to look forward, and your parents will also look at you in the sky. Only when you live well, can they be at ease, do you understand? "