The photos were thick and thick, which was why they were so heavy.
From the first random capture to the last moment when she became her assistant, secretly stealing and taking pictures from time to time. Then to the end, she became her wife and openly took photos …
Each different picture, recording different stories, some bright, some sad, but the later, more sweet.
The one hundred and twenty-five pages were almost four hundred photos that Han Tianning had put together with his heart and soul. Han Tianning had used her method to commemorate the road of love between the two of them.
Closing the last photo, the back cover was a wedding photo of the two people hugging each other. Brilliant sunlight, brilliant smiles, and on the white dress, there was a fine pen and a beautiful font. It was neatly written —
Hands of a zealot, together with the children of old age
Black dyed red earth, only looking forward to Tianning
"Do you like it?" Han Tianning looked at the two lines of words that fell from Song Haojun's eyes. Feeling a little embarrassed, he covered a corner of the album and asked.
There was no answer, only an intense kiss.
Absorbing her sweet fragrance, Song Haojun felt very lucky to be able to meet her in this life.
"Ugh …" "Hurry up and take a bath first …" Han Tianning gasped from his kiss and pushed his firm chest as he spoke.
"Together." Song Haojun bit her lips as he spoke.
"I didn't go out today. I don't want to wash myself. Just want to lie down... "Hey, put me down!" Han Tianning hadn't finished before he was carried away, insisting on having a mandarin duck bath.
Recently, his wife didn't even seem to have much stamina. Had she really gotten sick?
The next day, Han Tianning really couldn't get up.
How could she be so sleepy and weak these days?
Could it really be because today was a physical period that he was tired?
"Wife, how about this outfit today?" Every morning, Song Haojun's favorite thing to do was to match his clothes and then help Han Tianning put on his clothes.
In the beginning, Han Tianning attributed his actions to his "bad taste" because every night, he would be stripped naked and then dressed in clothes from the inside out …
"Whatever." Han Tianning rubbed his eyes as he looked sleepily at the pink Prada coat. Today, he was going out to send Su Muyun and his family back to the island.
"It's a little cold out today, so I'm looking for a scarf." Song Haojun especially liked to dress up Han Tianning when he was out in the open. When he wore it, it didn't look like a pair dress, but more like a pair dress.
After that, they all said, "Wow, Mrs. Song looks so cute today. She looks like a pair with Mr. Song."
When Song Haojun heard this, he would feel proud. He pretended to be innocent and said, "Huh?" Is there? I found her some clothes...
"Come, let me help you dress." Song Haojun smiled as he walked over to the bed.
"Lord Hao …" You want a baby very much, don't you? " Han Tianning couldn't help but ask.
The bad taste could only last for a short period of time. How could she dress her like this every morning? It was as if she couldn't take care of herself in her own life.
"Why do you say that?" Song Haojun helped her fasten the straps of her corset. He wanted it, especially when he saw the little brat from Su Muyun's family. He felt that their family was too blissful.
"Because you treat me like a baby!" Han Tianning got up and said.
"You are my treasure after all." Song Haojun helped her organize the things in front of her, taking advantage of her.
"It's here again …" Han Tianning hastily jumped off the bed and hurriedly put on his own clothes. "Stop playing. Have you prepared all sorts of gifts to send Little Feng and the others off today?"
"Don't worry, my assistant is ready." As Song Haojun looked at her, he suddenly thought of something. Getting out of bed, he walked over to the cabinet at the side, "You will be bringing this today, right?"
When Han Tianning saw the sanitary towel in his hand, his face turned slightly red. This man was becoming more and more meticulous.
No, he knew his physiology too well.
It was no wonder why he had insisted on eating until he was full last night. It was because he wanted to eat his fill so that he wouldn't starve these few days.
After breakfast, Song Haojun and Han Tianning left the room.
At noon, they would eat with Su Muyun and his family before sending them off in the afternoon.
After breakfast, Song Haojun brought Han Tianning over, hoping to get Zhuo Yifeng to help her see what was going on and why she couldn't keep her spirits up.
The Su Clan was still the old house in their old neighborhood. They basically lived on the island and didn't come back often. Occasionally, Father and Mother Su would come back to visit their old friends. It was very convenient for them to live in the old house.
When Su Ruoyu heard the doorbell, she quickly ran to open the door. She was separated by the anti-theft door and saw the man and woman outside. She hurriedly tried to open the safety and shouted in a clear voice, "Uncle Song, Sister An …"
"Xiao Yu, is there any way you can call me that?" Zhuo Yifeng hurried over and pulled Xiao Yu to the side, "You guys came so early, just in time to have some morning tea."
"Xiao Yu is so cute." Han Tianning bent over and kissed the boy's fair cheeks as he spoke with a smile.
"Women don't like to be called aunties, Ouyang said so." Su Ruoyu blinked, dissatisfied with her mother's words from before, "No matter how big a woman is, she has to call me elder sister."
"Su Ruoyu, can you not spend the New Year with us and spend the rest of your days with Ouyang Yu?" No matter what, Su Muyun felt that in his daughter's heart, Ouyang Zongheng was even more intimate than his father.
"Look, my dad is jealous." Su Ruoyu stuck out her tongue and softly said to Han Tianning, "But he's very easy to coax. Look at me."
The little kid ran to Su Muyun's side and hugged his leg. He smiled as he rubbed it: "My dad is the best, I don't want to leave you guys, I don't want to ever …"
"Smooth talker, he's simply Ouyang Yu's beast!" Su Muyun was angry, but he couldn't help but want to laugh. He dragged Xiao Yu to the sofa and said, "Sit down, don't disturb my lord."
"If I were to run, you would also be a bird or beast." The little ghost grumbled as it turned on the TV and played music, just like a little adult.
"Feng, I'm going to the bathroom." Han Tianning only chatted for a short while before he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
She discovered that her good friend, who usually visited promptly at around nine in the morning, had not arrived yet.
You did too much last night and scared it off?
"Little Feng, Ning Ning Ning has been very tired recently. I don't know if she is feeling well or not, but I think you should help her take a look later." While Han Tianning went to the bathroom, Song Haojun said.
"When I first arrived, I already noticed it. I didn't sleep well, so my mood isn't good." Zhuo Yifeng nodded. "I remember that a few days ago, she didn't seem so tired when she went to your house …"
"You didn't let me sleep well, did you?" Su Muyun, who was sitting at the side, suddenly bent his body and smiled. His eyes were filled with the feeling of a "soulmate".
"My father often wouldn't let my mother sleep. The law calls it domestic abuse!" A crisp voice came in. Xiao Yu said with a serious expression, "Women must have strength. This way, if husband doesn't sleep in the future, I can tie him up …"
"What did Ouyang Yu teach her?" Su Muyun's face changed again as he gritted his teeth.
"Don't even mention it, you still have to reflect on whether or not you are a qualified father." Zhuo Yi Feng stood up with a red face, too lazy to argue with the father and daughter, and walked towards the bathroom door.
Han Tianning had just opened the door when he saw Zhuo Yifeng.
"Ning Ning, come with me to my room." Zhuo Yi Feng said with a smile.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with me? " Han Tianning was also a nutritionist and was half a doctor. When she saw Zhuo Yifeng find a very simple and convenient family diagnostic device to test her, she asked in confusion.
"Well, you've been ovulating recently?" Zhuo Yifeng took her body temperature, looked at the thermometer, and suddenly asked.
"Today should be my day." Han Tianning glanced at the thermometer, which was a little warm.
"What's happened today?" Zhuo Yifeng asked again.
If the month came and the temperature was still too high, there were signs of fever.
"I'm waiting for it." Han Tianning answered honestly and looked at the thermometer again.
For a moment, she didn't think too much into it, but a flash of pleasant surprise appeared in Zhuo Yifeng's eyes.
"Ning Ning, did you just go to the toilet?" Zhuo Yifeng rummaged through the family medicine box and finally found a test card.
When Han Tianning saw the testing card, his mind boomed and his expression stiffened.
Could it be … Could it be … Did she have it?
Looking at the thermometer, Han Tianning knew that if it wasn't for the ovulation period and if the temperature was still too high, then it was possible that the patient would be pregnant.