“……” Milk is stuck on the corner of her mouth. Why don't you let her wipe it?
"I'll do it." After Jiang Beichen finished, he leaned over to her, then slightly lowered his head and kissed her lips.
It's gentle, but it's overbearing.
Song Xiaoya Leng didn't move on the seat, and her heart beat faster.
After a while, Jiang Beichen gently opened her lips, black eyes satisfied with looking at her, "OK."
“……” Song Xiaoya sat in the co pilot's seat and looked at him speechless. She felt her chest with her hands in a panic, but her heart was still beating very fast.
Jiang Beichen suddenly come so suddenly, let her some unprepared, deliberately so tease a pregnant woman, interesting!
Jiang Beichen looks at her silly and stupefied appearance. He can't help but smile. Then he starts the car and continues to drive forward.
After walking for a long time, the car finally came to the foot of a mountain in the suburb of a city. Stop the car, Jiang Beichen quickly push the door to get off, and then go around to song Xiaoya.
After being pregnant, song Xiaoya is careful in everything she does now. Even if she unties her seat belt, she is very careful not to touch her stomach.
When she slowly unties the seat belt, Jiang Beichen has opened the door on her side.
A big palm reached in front of her. "Get out of the car."
Song Xiaoya nodded, put her hand on Jiang Beichen's big hand, let him hold it, and led her out of the car.
There is a path in front of the steps to spread up the mountain, on both sides of the lush trees, lush green, appears vibrant.
Song Xiaoya holds the sunflower Jiang Beichen put on the car and stands at the foot of the mountain. She looks up at the long steps in front of her and takes a breath. It's so long!
"How long the steps are She began to complain.
"Why, regret following?" Jiang Beichen looked at her some scared expression, some jokingly asked her.
"I won't regret it..." Song Xiaoya curled her lips.
If she had not been pregnant, she would not have been afraid. Now she was so heavy that she was scared by the long steps.
Before the physical examination, the doctor would also suggest that she do some proper exercise, which is good for her health. It will be easier when she has a baby. Therefore, when she stays in the villa, she will climb the stairs to play by herself.
Looking at the long staircase in front of her, song Xiaoya gritted her teeth and took it as exercise!
Thinking of this, she strode forward.
Looking at her like a sudden burst of vitality, Jiang Beichen chuckles. I'm not afraid now. I'm not sure what she'll be like in ten minutes.
The steps were much longer than she thought.
Jiang Beichen quickly catches up with her and follows her closely to prevent her unsteady steps and accidents.
At the beginning, song Xiaoya was full of expectation and was very confident that she could climb up on her own strength. However, she was tired and had no strength just after walking for a while. She stopped, supported her stomach with one hand, crossed her waist with the other hand, and gasped.
Jiang Beichen stopped behind her, and asked her in a low voice, "how, tired?"
He knew that she would not last long, it was only less than ten minutes.
"I'll just have a rest." Song Xiaoya is still holding his waist with one hand, breathing heavily.
Jiang Beichen looked at her face a little red, frowned, and then bent down, put her whole person hold up, "don't try to be brave!"
Song Xiaoya suddenly soars into the air, scares him so much that he immediately reaches for Jiang Beichen's chest clothes.
"Jiang Beichen, be careful. It's on the mountain. You can't make trouble!" Song Xiaoya took a look at the steps under her feet, and felt a little frightened.
It's terrible to imagine the consequences of falling in such a place.
Jiang Beichen Yang Yang chin, disdain said, "Song Xiaoya, I have not told you, never underestimate your husband's ability."
Even if he carried her up the mountain, his physical strength was more than enough.
"But..."
"Shut up, stay and have a good rest." Jiang Beichen can't help holding her and walking up the steps.
Song Xiaoya hum, and then obediently put his head on his chest. This man is really safe!
At this moment, song Xiaoya seems to be full of courage. No matter what happens in the future, there seems to be nothing to be afraid of.
Jiang Beichen carried her up the mountain almost at one breath, and then went to stand in front of the lonely tombstone.
Song Xiaoya turned her head and looked at the tombstone on the ground. Knowing that she had arrived, she quickly reached out and pushed Jiang Beichen's chest. "Jiang Beichen, please put me down."
Although not tired, but his forehead or a thin layer of sweat, holding a person to climb such a high mountain, how can not tired.And a pregnant woman with a big stomach.
Jiang Beichen bent down, and then put her down steadily.
Song Xiaoya landed on the ground and immediately took out a tissue from his pocket and helped him wipe the sweat on his forehead. While wiping, he whispered, "the temperature on the top of the mountain is low. If you don't wipe it clean after sweating, it's easy to catch a cold."
After wiping Jiang Beichen's sweat, song Xiaoya puts the paper towel back into her pocket, and then stands with Jiang Beichen. They stand side by side in front of the tombstone, and no one talks.
Song Xiaoya's eyes have been on the photos on the tombstone.
The young woman in the photo is the same as the one song Xiaoya saw in Jiang Beichen's study last time.
It's very beautiful. It gives people a kind of gentle and beautiful feeling. It's a full beauty.
Song Xiaoya thought, she must be a very gentle and virtuous woman.
She walked forward slowly, then lowered herself, put the sunflower in her arms in front of the tombstone, and reached out to clean up the dust and leaves on the tombstone.
After cleaning up, song Xiaoya stood up straight, holding her tummy in her hand, and said to the photo on the tombstone with a smile, "Mom, we've come to see you."
Jiang Beichen stood there quietly, listening to song Xiaoya's words, with a trace of moving expression on his face.
Song Xiaoya found that Jiang Beichen had been looking at her and didn't say anything. She turned her head and asked him, "don't you have anything to say to your mother?"
He just stood there with no expression, staring at her all the time, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Since today is his mother's death day, he came here specially. What should he say.
Jiang Beichen's black eyes swept the tombstone, and then replied without expression, "I don't have the habit of speaking to the stone."