Chapter 383

"That's good!" Qiaoweiwei followed to pull lip to smile, the vision does not naturally move away!

He released her hand, took the bouquet from her hand, handed it to the servant, and said, "put it in a vase and put it in the bedroom!"

"All right!" The servant nodded, took the bouquet and turned away!

"Wash your hands and have dinner with me!" Jiang Beimo bowed his head and said to her.

Vivian nodded obediently, then turned to wash her hands.

City a, in the mid level villa.

The fetus in Song Xiaoya's stomach is now more than seven months old. In a few days, it will be eight months old.

In order to ensure her absolute safety, Jiang Beichen directly asked people to invite a professional medical team to live in the mid levels villa and deal with any emergency at any time!

Song Xiaoya's stomach is becoming bigger and bigger, like a bulging ball. Song Xiaoya also slowly realized how hard it is to be a pregnant woman.

Her limbs are beginning to appear edema, the body is often very sore, action is very inconvenient, sometimes are too lazy to go down the stairs.

In addition to going out for a walk and occasionally going to the hospital to see Jiang Xiaoxiao's recovery, he stayed at home all day reading, listening to music and giving prenatal education to his baby.

In the evening, song Xiaoya takes a bath and leans lazily on the sofa with her feet on it. In one side of the sound, put can relax the body and mind of pure music, let her whole person relaxed down.

Song Xiaoya's eyes stare at her swollen legs and sighs. She can't look directly at herself.

Although pregnancy is more and more hard, but accompanied by hard, but it is waves of expectation, and joy. Each passing day means that the time for the baby to meet her is shortened by one day.

In about two months, the baby will be born. She began to look forward to what the baby was like.

The baby in the belly also seems to feel her mood, suddenly kicked two times towards the belly.

Song Xiaoya was surprised, and then immediately took a deep breath. The strength of her feet just now was not light, which surprised her a little.

She was surprised and helpless to talk to her stomach, "little villain, so strong, don't kick my mother's stomach!"

Although it seems silly to talk to a unborn child, Jiang Beichen often touches his stomach to talk, so she doesn't think it's any more.

The baby in her stomach has become more and more active recently. Sometimes, she had fallen asleep in the middle of the night, but she was awakened by the movement in her stomach.

According to this mischievous temperament, song Xiaoya thinks that the baby's gender is more likely to be a boy.

Even if it's a daughter, it's a woman!

Thinking, she couldn't help laughing.

Song Xiaoya gently stroked Da Da's belly and comforted the little guy in her stomach. When the little guy in her stomach was quiet, she bent over to get the nail clippers and planned to cut her toenails!

However, her stomach is bulging and her limbs are not flexible. Now she has a little difficulty in touching her feet, let alone cutting her nails.

It's hard to get pregnant.

At this time, a familiar sound of footsteps came from behind. Jiang Beichen sat down beside her, and then raised her hand to take the nail clipper she was holding.

"Don't play with this stuff!" Jiang Beichen takes back the nail scissors and says with a serious face!

"It's not dangerous goods..." Looking at his serious appearance, song Xiaoya has some helplessness. It's just a nail clipper.

In the eyes of this man, she is always so stupid that she can hurt herself with anything.

How old is she!

"Are you sure?" Jiang Beichen sneered.

This woman's head is a lot stupid, and her stomach is getting bigger and bigger. She always wants to run to her small studio, tossing those needle scissors all day, and scarring her hands every time!

Finally, Jiang Beichen directly locked her studio, and did not allow her to touch those things!

"That's a needle and thread. It's different from this nail clipper..." Song Xiaoya some speechless looked at him, strongly refuted for himself!

"But considering your stupidity and surprise, it's better to be cautious!" Jiang Beichen said calmly.

Jiang Beichen's words, listen to song Xiaoya a burst of heart.

She does not know how, this time the brain has really become confused a lot, a check on the Internet, this is caused by pregnant women too tired body, is also normal!

So, no wonder she!

"It's not my fault. I gave my IQ to my baby, so I became stupid!" Song Xiaoya curled her lips, reached out and touched her belly, then said with a face of course!

The baby in the belly develops very fast and absorbs a lot of nutrition from her body, so she will naturally become weak!

"Who told you that Smell speech, the lips Cape of Jiang Beichen moved, forbear to smile to see to her!"I learned it myself, can't I? It's all your fault. You're the one who made me pregnant. You're responsible for my IQ! " Song Xiaoya is too lazy to explain to him, but she just says!

Listening to her serious nonsense, Jiang Beichen has nothing to say. The woman's brain is dull, but her mouth is more and more flexible. She says all kinds of wrong things.

He gave a low smile, eyes color at this time was spoiled fill, "you can rest assured, I take full responsibility."

As the voice fell, he could not help but bow his head and raise his hand to pinch his cheek! Although he knew it was wrong, he was very willing to cooperate with her.

Song Xiaoya shakes off his hand, then looks at his feet and says, "well, now I'll give you a chance to prove yourself."

"What?" Looking at the smile on her face, Jiang Beichen began to guess what she was doing.

Song Xiaoya raised her legs and put her feet in front of him. Then she looked at him mischievously with a mischievous smile on her face. "I can't cut my toenails. You can cut them for me."

She thought that after hearing this request, Jiang Beichen would refuse her without thinking!

After all, he would hate to cut her toenails.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Beichen took a look at her feet, and her tummy, and instantly understood what was going on, and agreed to come down.

Jiang Beichen moves nimbly to hold her horizontally, and then sits on the sofa. After that, Jiang Beichen held her little foot in his hand, and then he took a nail clipper to help her cut her toenails.

Bedroom, become very quiet, can only hear the crisp sound of nail scissors.

That cold and handsome face, did not see any color of disgust, at this time but a face of dedicated expression.