Chapter 2081

The doctor said that the baby is developing well in her stomach.

Compared with her calmness, Yu Yuehan heard that the baby was big again, and her mood fluctuated obviously.

Although he brought up Liu Liu, he was not by her side when Xiao Mu was pregnant in the first year.

From when she was pregnant with the sixth child to when she was one year old Yu Yuehan is absent.

This is the first time he has participated in a small life, from germination to growth.

Mysterious, sacred, full of expectation and surprise.

Every change made him throb.

His hand touched her stomach gently.

The thin lip is a little bit nervous close close close close close close.

"Nian Xiaomu, let your son move."

Nian Xiaomu: "..."

How old is the baby? How can I be obedient now.

And

"What is my son? Yu Yuehan, you have some ambiguity in this sentence. If I had a daughter, would that be my daughter? "

"My daughter." Yu Yuehan's way without hesitation.

Words fall, see small Mu's face is not good, he dundun, it seems that where is not right.

A light cough.

"Well, our sons and daughters are all ours, and I feel pain. These are not the key points. The point is can you make it move now?"

Since the last time, Yu Yuehan felt the fetal movement, he followed the devil these days, pestering Nian Xiaomu every day to listen to the fetal movement.

It's just as if the baby in young Mu's stomach is deliberately against him.

Only when he was away, he came and was quiet again.

The colder I was, the more itchy my teeth were.

He kept emphasizing with Nian Xiaomu.

"Coincidence, it's just coincidence. I'm the child's father. How can it not love me?"

Yu Yuehan hypnotizes himself for a while. He is sure that he can't touch the fetal movement. He is ready to work hard to earn milk powder money for his children.

When the hand was about to move away from Nian Xiaomu's stomach, the palm of his hand was suddenly jacked by something.

He stiffened rapidly.

Immediately, the surprise looked down at Nian Xiaomu's stomach.

I saw her wearing a pregnant woman's skirt on the stomach, a small foot stretched like, is slowly raised.

Move on Nian Xiaomu's stomach.

When I moved to the position under Yu Yuehan's palm, I stopped for a while, like greeting my father.

"Nian Xiaomu, have you seen it? The baby is moving. It's kicking me! "

Nian Xiaomu: "..."

Nonsense, she doesn't have to read it.

The baby kicked her in the stomach. She was so sore that he laughed like a roe deer.

Are you going to piss her off?

Can see more and more cold so happy, year small Mu thought also calculate.

Let the baby in the belly make noise, let me feel more and more fetal movements.

With the comfort of the second child, the colder I was, the better I was.

But it's still in hot water.

Go to the bottom.

It's a heart attack.

Every day I say I don't care. I have to respect my children's childhood. But I stare at Fanfan and Xiaoqi as if they were thieves.

Nian Xiaomu looks tired for him.

It can be seen that his dress belt is becoming wider and thinner, and he is still painfully stewed with tonic every day.

Who knows this day's make-up goes on, more and more cold does not have the fat, actually tossed her thin.

If it wasn't for the doctor's advice, I'm afraid that Nian Xiaomu didn't even have the strength to get up.

Finally, he saw through his tricks and decided to let Yu get cold and die.

For half a month, I couldn't touch a finger.

Every night, I feel like a grumbling spirit, floating around the door of the master bedroom Struggling to the dead of night, desperate to float into the study overtime.