Song Xiaoya ran back to her bedroom and soon heard the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom. At the thought of Jiang Beichen's words, her face was hot.
Taking a deep breath, she rubbed her face, then went to the floor to ceiling window of her bedroom, opened the curtains and looked at the bustling downtown scenery at the foot of the mountain.
Although the distance is far, but still can clearly see a city lights, and traffic.
The night scene of a city is still so beautiful. Song Xiaoya leans against the window, and the whole person slowly quiets down.
Mountain villa Valley County is on the top of the mountain. Only helicopters can come up. It's like being isolated from the world. Here, you can not be disturbed by the noise of the city, but also have a view of city A.
After a quick bath, Jiang Beichen comes out wearing a bathrobe and finds song Xiaoya sitting on the chair in front of the French window, staring at the night scene outside in a daze.
He took a towel, simply wiped the wet water on his hair, and quickly walked towards her. He stood behind her and asked in a low voice, "what are you thinking?"
Song Xiaoya replied, "I'm thinking about what we should prepare for our wedding."
Wedding ceremony is particularly important for any woman. The ceremony that only takes place once in a lifetime must be well prepared.
"Well behaved, relax and leave these things to my husband." Jiang Beichen sat down beside her and naturally put his hand around her waist, then whispered.
Her biggest task now is to have a good rest, raise the baby at home, and wait until the wedding day to be the most beautiful bride in the world.
Song Xiaoya turns her head and looks at Jiang Beichen. Just as she is about to say something, her eyes fall on his wet hair. There are drops of water dripping down.
"Jiang Beichen, why don't you dry your hair?" See, song Xiaoya some concern asked him, so it is easy to catch a cold.
"There's no such trouble." In the face of her problems, Jiang Beichen said very indifferent.
Song Xiaoya is speechless. Jiang Beichen doesn't let her go barefoot to the ground for fear that she will catch a cold. She doesn't clean her hair and doesn't worry about it. The man's double standard is too obvious.
He is too confident about his body.
Thinking, she took away his hand on her waist, stood up from the chair and walked towards the bathroom. After a while, song Xiaoya came out of the bathroom with a hair dryer and sat back.
Jiang Beichen sees this, the facial expression is very proud of Shan Shan, this woman is to help him blow dry hair.
Song Xiaoya found a suitable posture on the chair, then put the hair dryer on the plug, turned on it and tried the temperature. After confirming, she helped him blow his hair.
Jiang Beichen did not speak, but chose to sit there and enjoy the service provided by song Xiaoya.
In the middle of the blow, song Xiaoya looks at Jiang Beichen's face and begins to think, does this man deliberately not blow dry his hair just now, waiting for her to blow it for him.
She thinks in the heart, the strength on the hand is more and more big, a carelessly caught the scalp of Jiang Beichen.
Jiang Beichen frowned, "Song Xiaoya, what do you think? Do you want to murder your husband?"
"I didn't mean to. I'm sorry." Song Xiaoya immediately apologized. It's exaggerating to murder my husband. Is it so serious?
"If you help me blow my hair every day after punishment, it will be regarded as atonement." Ginger North Chen cold hum a, then slowly say.
“……” Song Xiaoya speechless, disgruntled curled his lips, more confirmed that he must have deliberately not blow his hair just now.
At this time, song Xiaoya's stomach, but suddenly came a change, song Xiaoya's action suddenly stiff. The next moment, there was a happy expression on her face.
She just felt the baby move on her belly.
She immediately turned off the hair dryer, then touched her stomach with her hand and felt it carefully. Sure enough, after a while, there was another movement on the belly.
Although the fetal movement is not big, but she can still clearly feel that the baby is moving.
"Jiang Beichen." She called Jiang Beichen's name in surprise.
"Well?" See her to react suddenly so exaggerate, return to touch stomach with the hand of time, Jiang Beichen suddenly stood up, the facial expression became a little nervous.
"What's the matter, isn't it uncomfortable?"
"No, the baby just moved." Song Xiaoya looked up at him and said excitedly.
When she went to the hospital for examination, the doctor said that when the baby is four months old, it will start to move.
If it's faster, the fetal movement will be stronger and the frequency will be faster.
This is her first time to feel fetal movement, it seems that the baby's strength is not small, although it is only four months.
This shows that the baby's development is very good, song Xiaoya is too excited, this feeling of being a mother is really amazing. Feel the baby in her stomach, bit by bit of development, grow up, the heart is full of joy.She began to look forward to more and more, the moment the child was born, looking forward to meeting the child as soon as possible.
"Moved?" Jiang Beichen's action stopped for a moment, and a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face. He immediately bent down and covered her stomach with his hand.
After a while, song Xiaoya's stomach moved gently again. She said happily, "Jiang Beichen, just moved again. Do you feel it?"
Could it be that she was suddenly proposed today, and she was so excited mentally that the baby looked very active.
"Well, I feel it." Jiang Beichen should be a, black eyes, mixed with a bit of joy.
"It's moving again." Jiang Beichen's voice just falls, song Xiaoya feels the baby in the belly moved again.
She stood there rigid, even dare not move, for fear of affecting the belly of the child. Feeling the life in her stomach is more and more obvious, song Xiaoya suddenly becomes a little cautious.
"Bad girl." Jiang Beichen can't help but whisper a sentence. His daughter is very naughty. She is very similar to her mother. She has been active in Song Xiaoya's stomach since she was so young.
"It could be a bad boy, too." Listen to Jiang Beichen's words, song Xiaoya can't help refuting.
Although she treats her sons and daughters equally, she has always felt that the baby in her stomach is a boy since that time when she dreamed that a little boy called her mother.
She doesn't know why it is like this. Maybe it's really affected by the inexplicable dream last time. It may also be because the baby and the mother have a kind of heart, so she can know.
"It must be the daughter!" Hearing song Xiaoya say it may be a bad boy, Jiang Beichen's face sank, and then resolutely denied her words.
“……” Seeing that he is so resistant to the boy, song Xiaoya is more curious.
Jiang Beichen suddenly picked her up and strode toward the big bed. Then he bent down and gently put her down.
Jiang Beichen put his hands on her sides, then turned his head and put his ears on her stomach, as if listening to something.
Song Xiaoya saw that he listened so seriously and asked him curiously, "Jiang Beichen, what did you hear?"