The snow in the yard was not cleared, and she did not dare to walk too fast for fear of wrestling.

Covering her belly, she approached him carefully.

"Lu Shimo."

Standing still man, this moment finally moved.

He almost fell down with numbness.

He quickly walked to Mu Yu and said, "you stand still. I'll go."

Mu Yu stood still and watched him limp towards her.

When he was two or three meters away from her, Mu Yu couldn't help it any more. She rushed forward and threw herself into his arms. She put her arms around his neck and said, "Lu Shimo, what are you doing in the snow? Do you want to be a popsicle?"

He pulled the corner of his frozen lip, raised his numb arm around her waist, and said in a low voice, "sorry."

Mu Yu was angry and distressed. She opened his scarf with red eyes and bit him on his cold neck.

"You bastard."

He chuckled and held her in his arms. "Yes, I'm a jerk."

"Wu Wu - Lu Shimo."

She relaxed her mouth and cried out, as if to vent all the pressure and fear accumulated in her heart during this period of time.

The hot tears fell on his neck, which made his heart tremble, and his viscera were in pain.

"Good, don't cry."

Muyu just ignore, revenge of will nose tears all wipe in his neck is to spread gas.

Half a sound, she just calmed down, warm small face son rubs his cold face, "Wu Wu, you are too bastard, too female to cheat, unexpectedly calculate me with bitter meat, should let you stand in the snow all night."

He hooked his lips. "Good."

"Silly you!"

He released her and said in a low voice, "I'm cold."

"I'll warm you up."

She raised her hand to shake his, but he dodged.

She zipped the snow down to the top of my down room and said, "well, she'll come back to pick up my hair."

She choked. "Why not now?"

Lu Shimo's eyes were red and his lips were hooked. "Now."

"Wait for me."

Mu Yu was about to enter the room. As a result, she just turned around and saw Fu Xun standing on the balcony on the first floor.

"Give me your mobile phone," she told Lu Shimo

After taking the mobile phone, she called Fu Xun. Looking at Fu Xun's connection, she said, "Fu Xun, I went back with him tonight."

Fu xuntan said in a voice, "go back."

"Thank you, Fu Xun."

Fu Xun took a cigarette and joked, "a woman's face changes like the sky."

Fu Xun copied his pocket with one hand and waved to her with a cigarette between his fingers.

He pretended to be nothing said, "be careful on the road, he bullies you, you come back, brother to support you."

Mu Yu's eyes were hot. "Good."

When she wanted to hang up, Lu Shimo said, "give me your mobile phone."

"Oh."

He took the phone and said, "thank you."

Fu Xun sniffed, "Mr. Lu is not going to give me a gift. Would you like to thank me for a meal?"

"Yes."

Fu Xun suddenly serious tone, "Lu Shimo, this is the last time, if you hurt her again, I will not hesitate to hand, will not let you."

Lu Shimo's eyebrows and eyes are cold and stern, "it will not appear again."

Fu Xun ignored him.

When they got on the bus, Lu Shimo was frozen stiff. He drove the biggest heater in the car, and then he slowed down. He started the car and turned around.

With snow on the road, Lu Shimo was afraid to drive fast.

It took a full hour and a half to get back to green city.

Mu Yu had fallen asleep on the back of the co pilot's chair.

He carefully picked her out of the car and walked into the house.

Here aunt Zhou has opened the door, "sir."

Lu Shimo nodded and took Mu Yu to the master bedroom on the second floor.

As soon as she touched the bed, she suddenly woke up and looked at him with wide hazy eyes, with a sleepy voice.

"Well, Lu Shimo."

"Awake?" He bowed his head and kissed the corners of her lips.

Mu Yu around his neck, sharp teeth bite in the corner of his lips, bad bite his lips, listening to his pain of the stuffy hum, her eyes across a cunning smile.

There was a faint smell of blood in both populations.

Two people who haven't been together for a long time stick together and almost burn up.

Lu Shimo worried about her body and called a pause in time, "go to sleep, it's late."

"You remember to ask aunt Zhou to make a bowl of ginger soup for you to get rid of the cold."

"Good."Mu Yu has changed her pajamas in Liuxiang garden. Lu Shimo helps her to take off her down jacket and throw it to the head of the bed. She covers her with a quilt and leans down to kiss her forehead. "Good night."

"Good night."

It's already more than 12 o'clock. Mu Yu is really sleepy. She almost closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Thinking of what Fu Xun said in the afternoon, he carefully took her hand out of the quilt.

As she rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, her thin wrists were almost covered with skin on her bones.

Pregnant, 77 Jin.

When she was with him before, she was raised to 90 Jin by him. Now, she's pregnant with him, but it's 77 Jin. A pregnant woman is less than 80 Jin.

In his career, he was successful, but in his husband and father, he was completely defeated.

The heart seems to be kneaded by a big hand, and the pain feels like walking from the bottom of my heart to the viscera.

He put his forehead on the back of her hand and said, "I'm sorry."

More than ten minutes later, Lu Shimo stood up and turned into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, after a hot bath, he went downstairs.

"Sir." Aunt Zhou had been waiting in the restaurant for a long time. Seeing him enter the restaurant, she quickly brought out Jiang Tang and asked, "has Mr. Zhou not had dinner yet?"

"Yes."

In the evening, aunt Zhou received a phone call from Qi Lin, saying that her husband didn't eat, and she didn't seem to have had dinner. She asked her to prepare ginger soup early. "Then, sir, drink ginger soup first, and I'll make bowl noodles for him."

Five or six minutes later, aunt Zhou brought out a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, which her husband liked.

After eating two mouthfuls, Lu Shimo looked up and said, "aunt Zhou, please sit down."

"Well, good."

"Aunt Zhou, Mu Yu is pregnant."

Aunt Zhou was stunned at first, then overjoyed. The old lady in her fifties almost jumped up and said, "is it true, sir?"

Lu Shimo's lips, cold and hard facial lines seem to soften a little bit, "yes, but she's not in good health now. She's a lot thinner. I'd like to trouble aunt Zhou to pay more attention to her diet."

“……”

Mu Yu didn't wake up until half past eight in the morning.

There was no one around for a long time, so she quickly washed and went downstairs.

There was no one in the study, living room and dining room. She asked aunt Zhou, "aunt Zhou, is that Lu Shimo?"

Aunt Zhou sighed, "my husband has a cold and a fever, 39 degrees. I went to the hospital with Qilin."

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