Mime private 722
Mujana turned a deaf ear to these things, and only one sentence in her ear: "Nothing can happen to the baby, you need someone to take care of it."
"I don't worry about others taking care of you. I have to take care of you myself."
"The nurse will take care of you after taking care of others. It is inevitable that there will be bacteria. I am very clean and only take care of you."
To these words, she often rolled her eyes back.
At this time, it was the time when everything was silent.
Fifteen minutes ago, Mujianai peeled an apple for her, and she turned her head to ignore him.
At this time, there was no sound of peeling fruit in my ears, but rather quiet.
She thought he was gone, so she looked back slowly.
He fell asleep next to her. On the table was a peeled apple, which had oxidized and turned yellow because he had not eaten it.
When he was quiet, Liang Yisheng repelled in his heart, and quieted down inexplicably.
She stared at the wall blankly, a little unable to see her heart clearly.
Did she put it down?
absolutely not.
After the divorce, she kept thinking about running away from him.
During the day, this idea is still very firm.
At night, Taste will wet the pillow with tears because of missing him.
She has loved him for so many years and once equated him with happiness. This kind of feeling has grown with the flesh and skin, and she wants to tear it apart, and it is doomed to be bloody.
The hateful thing is that he still appeared in front of her twice in three days to brush up on her presence, and she never succeeded in forgetting him.
This night, she thought a lot the same as the previous nights. The slight difference was that she could fall asleep slowly without opening her eyes until wee hours.
A long time later, she was awakened by the slight itching on her lips, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the man's face close to her.
"Shameless." She said coldly without moving.
Mu Jianai raised her eyes, with a smile in her eyes, "Well, I am shameless."
When the words fell, he bowed his head and kissed again.
Liang Yisheng saw the red blood in his eyes, as if he could not sleep well for a long time. She found that she didn't even have any interest in staring at him. After a few days, he had polished her patience and anger.
She turned her head indifferently, glanced over the side inadvertently, pressing down on the pillow slightly, as if someone was sleeping on it last night.
She would not sleep in that position, so it could only be him.
"Where did you sleep last night?" she asked him.
Mugane made no secret, "You need me, of course I will agree to your request."
Shameless.
Liang Yisheng cursed again in his heart, and ignored him.
A few hours later, the doctor came to tell her that she was ready to be discharged.
At this moment, Mugane was forcing her to finish the bowl of porridge.
After hearing the doctor's words, he put down the porridge.
"What else do you want to say?" he asked the doctor.
The doctor froze, "Uh, no."
Liang Yisheng complained in his heart, he was acting, but he was not really hurt. What can I say?
She moved and wanted to get out of bed.
Suddenly, Mu Jianai held his hand.
He continued to ask the doctor, "Are you sure?"
The tone is a bit wrong.
The doctor was dumbfounded, his eyes rolled down, and said, "Uh, yes, that's right, pregnant women are relatively weak and need a lot of care from their husbands, so they can't be taken lightly."
Mujianai nodded and looked down at her, "Have you heard?"
Shameless.
Relying on the doctor's "sacred decree", he planned to stay at her house.
When he returned home, Lian Xiaofei was already standing at the door carrying a small suitcase.
Smiling and said to him, "Mr. Mu, I have packed everything you want."
Liang Yisheng naturally would not let him into the house.
No matter how pointless, there will be a bottom line.
He seemed to have completely forgotten about the marriage certificate and placed himself in the wrong position.
Moreover, she is more "awake" during the day and not as vulnerable at night.
Therefore, Mugane failed to carry the suitcase into her house in the end.
Lian Xiaofei looked at the closed door, sniffed his nose, the cold wind blew, he tightened his neck again, and asked Mu Jianai, "Mr. Mu, Mrs. Young won't let us in, shall we go back?"
Mu Jianai was expressionless, Ren Xuehua fell on his eyelashes, and asked quietly, "Go and prepare the tent."
Lian Xiaofei's jaw opened.
An hour later, Mujianai leaned against the door, watching Lian Xiaofei's painstaking efforts to set up the tent.
"Mr Mu, it's all done."
"Ok."
He glanced at the position, facing the window, just in time for Liang Yisheng in the room to see.
Liang Yisheng did see it too.
She had only two thoughts: Mujianai was crazy; Lian Xiaofei was so pitiful.
She walked over and closed the curtains.
About five minutes later, I stood secretly behind the curtain, opened it a bit, and looked out.
Although it was daytime, the sky was grey, the lights were already on in the tent, and a lonely figure was sitting inside, motionless.
Is it selling badly?
She frowned.
At this time, the child kicked her.
Click again.
She touched her belly and asked in a low voice, "Does your dad feel distressed?"
The child gave another strong kick.
She snorted, "Don't be fooled by him, it's very dark."
She let go of the curtains and went to prepare lunch.
At this time, Lian Xiaofei stretched out a head from the tent to look at the man standing under the eaves, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, when can I leave? My mother called me to go home for dinner."
Mu Jianai glanced at her watch, it has been so long, she still doesn't open the door?
Did he make a mistake?
Does she feel sorry for him?
Mugane raised his eyes and waved him to leave.
Lian Xiaofei showed a frozen smile, and ran away.
Inside, Liang Yisheng is preparing lunch.
Now that the fetus has stabilized, she can do many things on her own.
For the sake of her children, her cooking skills have gradually improved.
In less than half an hour, the smell of rice filled the room.
She was about to find the big bowl of soup, and the bowl appeared in front of her "by herself".
She was startled, turned her head to look, Mugane stood beside her "honestly" and asked, "Is it this?"
The door of the cupboard beside his forehead has been opened.
"How did you get in?" She was sullen.
The door is clearly closed.
Mujianai put the bowl next to her, leaned close, and took the initiative to serve the soup. "When buying a house in the future, check for potential safety hazards. The balcony on the second floor is too low, so I climbed up as soon as I climbed."
Liang Yisheng was angry, "Do you think everyone is like you?"
Mugane looked down at him, "I'm hungry."
Liang Yisheng didn't know how he was not salty or salty.
The child kicked her hard again, and she didn't want to toss.
"Hey, go sit down, here I am."
Before Liang Yisheng could speak, he bent over and said to her belly, "Baby, Dad will give you food in a while."
He gave a small smile.
Liang Yisheng blinked instantly.
She whispered that she was crazy, and turned around and walked out of the kitchen with her waist.
After eating, she was thinking about how to drive him out, but he was very conscious. After washing the dishes, she walked to the door.
"I'm outside, call me something."
He took the initiative to close the door.
In the afternoon, when she wakes up, she will look downstairs.
His car is still there.
She went back to the bed and sat down, feeling inexplicably that it was not so cold today.