Chapter 1107： Pregnant woman

Mu Zi's belly gradually bulged, and finally she gradually found the feeling of being a mother. In July, she felt the strange fetal movement for the first time.

In order to wait for the second fetal movement, she and Murong Cheng lay side by side on the bed motionless and waited for two hours.

In the end, she didn't wait until the fetus moved, and when she grumbled with hunger, the two of them were taken aback, leaning together and laughing.

In addition to fetal movements, Mu Zi's taste also changes from time to time. Sometimes, for some reason, he suddenly wants to eat a certain food.

Mu Zisheng woke up hungry at 5 o'clock in the morning, staring at the ceiling, looking for a while, but couldn't get through the appetite, so he pushed Murong Cheng next to him.

"What's the matter?" Murong Cheng's voice was vague, with a first awakened anxiety.

Mu Zi said hesitantly, "I want to eat Peony Shaomai."

Murong Cheng smiled and pinched her nose: "Little greedy pig, I came to look for food so early."

Mu Zi was very angry during pregnancy, and he looked upset: "Can't you change the word? Every day, you can change to a small cat."

"What's the difference is the same greedy."

"At least I seem to be more dexterous."

Murong Cheng laughed softly and touched her belly, "It's all like this, do you still want dexterity? Or just stay with me."

This is a bit exaggerated. It has only been more than four months. Although they are twins, Mu Zi thinks he is quite flexible.

She was about to get up and was pushed back by Murong Cheng, "Sleep a little longer. When you wake up, the Shao Mai should be delivered."

Mu Zi hurriedly said: "It's not ordinary siu mai, nor Baihua siu mai, but peony siu mai, asparagus and fresh meat. Don't buy it wrong."

In the end, I was a little aggrieved: "I bought the wrong durian pizza last time. I wanted the Musang King Durian Pizza. They bought the Sultan King Durian."

"Is it hypocritical again?" Murong Cheng squeezed her chin and said cruelly, "Pregnant women shouldn't eat durian. If you want to eat it once, you still pick it?"

"You said you want a balanced nutrition, so of course I have to eat anything." Mu Zi started, curled up on the bed with his belly, "I want to eat peony siu mai, not ordinary siu mai, not Baihua siu mai. It's peony siu mai filled with asparagus meat..."

"Naobao!" Murongcheng was also convinced, got up to change clothes, "I see, I will buy the peony siumai with asparagus and fresh meat!"

Mu Zi blinked and raised his hand in a victory sign.

"Is this proud?" Murong Cheng was amused.

"No." Mu Zi pursed his lips, "I bought two copies."

"..." Murong Cheng was really convinced.

After changing clothes and washing neatly, Murong Cheng and the bodyguard went out to buy siu mai at 5:30 in the morning.

Mu Zi listened to the sound of the car's engine gradually moving away, closed his eyes and wanted to go to sleep, but his stomach was grunting and cramping.

It feels like, if you don’t find something to eat, your stomach will digest itself.

She couldn't lie down anymore, got up to look for food, trying to cushion her belly first.

I walked to the kitchen and churned for a while, found some bread and biscuits, and when I was about to go back to the room, I passed by Qin Uncle Qin's room and heard low voices inside.

The two work in the villa. They always get up early every day. One cleans the yard and the other prepares breakfast. It's about six o'clock now, it's almost time to get up.

"I heard someone received roses again."

When Mu Zi heard Aunt Qin say this, she couldn't help getting back to the room.

Then came the voice of Uncle Qin: "The more the noise gets worse... There are seventeen or eight women who receive flowers. How can so many policemen send out to protect them? They can only be gathered together to avoid another accident."

"Hey, what about their work and study?"

"Work and study? Life is almost gone, who can care about work and study..."

"It's a crime, and the tired wife was scolded, alas."

"Well, the husband said that it is not allowed to mention this at home..."