Chapter 977 like a little old man

Until seeing the bathroom door closed, Huo's eyes softened.

Now the longer it is, the more mischievous she is.

Once those cold days seemed to be more and more far away, and she seemed to be a lot more angry than before.

Huo Jingchen turned to the study and lit a cigarette. His eyes were deep.

Those who she cares about, inevitably still occupy a lot of weight in her heart, he seems to never occupy all of her.

But Huo Jingchen suddenly felt that it seemed that this was also very good.

At least, even if he can only occupy a small part of her heart, this part is better than the whole heart of her previous life.

After smoking a cigarette, Huo Jingchen turned to the computer and searched the pregnancy manual. At last, he looked at the trouble and bought many pregnancy notes directly.

He knew that it was easy to change and hard to change.

Perhaps from the deepest part of the soul, from the point of view of human's inferiority, he will never change one day.

He still wants to monopolize him every minute and second, thinking that her eyes will be on him.

But he also hopes that one day, if she remembers her previous life, until she remembers her resentment and hatred towards him, at least she will know that he has been working hard and changing.

After the order was made, Huo turned off his computer and went to the bathroom in the living room to take a bath.

If one day, she remembers her previous life.

Can you also remember that she also said to love him in these times.

Huo Jingchen stood under the shower, slowly drooping his eyes, letting the water wet his hair, slowly rolling down his cheeks.

When Huo Jingchen got back to his bedroom, he saw Zhao Siqing in a pink nightdress, lying on the quilt, two white and tender feet gently shaking, looking in a good mood.

She put one hand on her stomach, and when she saw Huo Jingchen, she bent her eyes and said softly, "do you want to touch it?"

Huo Jingchen stepped forward, sat on his side, reached out and slowly dropped his big hand on her stomach.

It has to be said that the feeling of this moment is a little strange.

Will there be a baby connected with his own blood in the future? It's closely related to him and her.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen suddenly thought of it.

If she had a child, would she never leave him again.

Huo Jingchen was thinking about something, but he was in a trance.

Zhao Siqing looked at his gentle eyes and asked softly, "what are you thinking?"

Huo Jingchen took back his thoughts, looked at her and said in a warm voice, "I wonder who he will be more like."

Zhao Siqing smiled, but did not ask again, just whispered: "it will be very similar to us."

As soon as I think of it, there will be a soft white, tender and tender little league in the future, Zhao Siqing's heart will be in a soft mess.

Huo Jingchen didn't make any more noise. He laid his face on her stomach.

Zhao Siqing reached out his hand and touched his hair. Sometimes he felt that he was just like a boy who didn't grow up, which hurt her.

Neither of them spoke again, enjoying the rare silence and warmth.

After a while, Huo Jingchen said in a warm voice, "can he move?"

Zhao Siqing smiled: "it will take several months."

Huo Jingchen hangs down his eyes, covering the depth of his eyes. He doesn't know what he thinks of. He doesn't seem to want to talk very much.

Zhao Siqing Wen said: "now it seems that the wedding may be delayed again, but it's better to wait until the baby is born to help us become a little flower boy."

Mentioning this, Huo Jingchen can't help but wring his brow, as if reluctant.