Zhan hanjue remembered that she was pregnant once later, and her reaction to pregnancy was so serious that she vomited what she ate. He thought that it should be the same as her first reaction.

He suddenly saw a line under the picture, which was the size of the fetus in April. It says the fetus is a week behind.

Zheng Ling said with some shame: "brother Jue, I was too willful at that time. If you want to eat, if you don't want to eat, you don't think about the nutritional needs of the children in your stomach. So they're lagging behind

Zhan hanjue's voice was a little hoarse, "if only I were by your side."

Looking down again, Zheng Ling's body was like a steamed bun, and it increased rapidly.

Zheng Ling looked at Zhan hanjue and laughed shyly, "isn't it ugly?"

Zhan hanjue said: "not ugly."

His fingers gently stroked luoshihan's stomach, feeling very sad. At this time of Zheng Ling, should have been inconvenient, but she came to the hospital alone, do birth examination.

He couldn't imagine how Zheng Ling got through such a difficult time.

"Zheng Ling, is it difficult?" He asked astringently.

Zheng Ling is tiny Leng, after waiting to understand what he wants to express, she smiles brightly, "husband, I look very heavy at that time, in fact, my action is very light."

At that time, Zheng Ling was in the second trimester of pregnancy.

By the third trimester, most of her photos were taken sitting.

Zhan hanjue looked at Zheng Ling and said, "can't you walk?"

Zheng Ling shook his head, "No. I'm too big. I'm afraid to go out and take up too much public space. So squatting in rental housing to contribute to the work of the citizens of the imperial capital. "

Zhan hanjue couldn't laugh or cry. It was clear that Zheng Ling was afraid of his sadness, so he said so intentionally.

Zhan hanjue holds Zheng Ling in his arms. There were mixed feelings at that moment.

A photo album, let him as if accompany Zheng Ling through every course of pregnancy. He can clearly feel the difficulty of Zhengling.

"I'm sorry. Zheng Ling. "

Zheng Ling said with a smile, "I don't blame you."

Zheng Ling didn't understand why Zhan hanjue couldn't give Luo Shihan a cup of love. Now she knows.

Because brother Jue's love is complete, he gave it all to Yan Zhengling.

I can't give Luo Shihan.

Such an affectionate man, what reason does she have to blame him?

If you want to blame her, you can only blame her for worrying about gain and loss and not confessing her identity to him.

The door of the study was suddenly shot earth shaking. Yan Zhengling got out of Zhan hanjue's arms.

Zhan hanjue looked at Yan Zheng, the culprit of the noise, angrily and said, "get out of here."

Yan Zheng said: "I'm old husband and wife. I'll hold them together. Do you know how to be ashamed? "

Zhan hanjue picked up the inkstone on his desk. Yan Zheng was so scared that he quickly covered his face and cried, "don't, brother, I'm here to ask you to have dinner." Then he ran away.

Zhan hanjue put down his inkstone and locked the album into his drawer. Then he took Zheng Ling's hand and walked downstairs.

Zheng Ling asked him curiously, "brother Jue. The album is mine. Why don't you give it back to me? "

"Do we still share each other?" said Zhan hanjue

Zheng Ling doesn't want him to look at the album every day to make him sad. So he argued: "let me keep it."

"I keep it." Zhan hanjue is extremely overbearing.

Zheng Ling can't laugh or cry, "do you see him every day?"

"I want to see it," he said

Later, reading the album became almost his daily routine.

Downstairs.

The children are ready for lunch.

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