Extra Prenatal Education

Jiahe woke up in the morning and walked around the room.

For those who have been reliant on computers to entertain themselves for many years, they have been strictly restricted from using their freedom. They can only wait for the moon every day until they come back in the evening and take out the computer from the locked cabinet...

"Husband..." This year he was rare at home. She just rubbed over flatteringly and touched her stomach and said, "Your son's mother is going to have prenatal depression."

He had two computers in front of his hand, and she just glanced at the familiar Microsoft office software - word documents, and felt like seeing relatives. He could type a lot of words by simply typing a few keyboards. How advanced... She successfully found that she was really depressed.

Yi Wenze closed the computer casually: "What do you want to do, I will accompany you."

She thought for a long time and went out. She might be photographed with a big belly and a big headline at any time. She must be the front page headline, and she would also have to add a big title, such as Yi Wenze's newlywed wife traveling with a swollen face and a distorted figure... But if she didn't go out, the land at home had been trampled by herself.

At the end, she just sighed lightly and sat on the swing on the balcony with her fate: "Learn for me. At that time, I watched "Reading Life and Death" and cried loudly. The role was so good, especially when the male protagonist was reading to a woman."

She is always easily moved by love stories. In "Reading Life and Death", a couple of years-forgotten lovers are constantly reading various books to middle-aged women. They will be in a very dilapidated room. The feelings they quietly develop infect everyone. But the teenager's cowardice ultimately caused the woman to die regretfully...

She sat on the rocking chair and looked at Yi Wenze with satisfaction.

If it weren't for him, I would have been terrified and stopped.

He came over, took a few books, took out the English version of the Lion King script, and sat down beside her. A very faint voice, accompanied by the midsummer sun, she lay on his arm, basking in the sun and blowing the air conditioner, which was so luxurious... His voice was very light, and the mellow and gentle London accent made her fall asleep in a daze.

When he woke up, he was still sitting next to him, his arm was still moving, and his other hand was flipping through the book.

This scene reminded her of the first time. When she was drinking the first cup of coffee with him, the morning light outside the window and the appropriate angle. The person in front of her still had the texture of a poster. At this time, it was not only despair, but also happiness.

"Awaken?" Yi Wenze felt her head move.

Jiahe nodded, holding his arm with both hands: "I'm thinking, I'm so happy, so happy."

He smiled helplessly and kissed her nose: "Sexual blessing?"

She nodded again, just as she was about to say what she had just thought of, suddenly she felt that his smile was meaningful. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that she immediately wrinkled her nose and stopped him from kissing herself, "Ah, please pay attention to prenatal education."

He followed the tip of her nose and kissed her lips: "I read them the Lion King for a while, and they should fall asleep."

She sniffed his smell, from clothes to body, and finally took a deep breath, grabbed his collar, and said seriously: "I don't want them to be as precocious as your nephew, so husband, prenatal education is very important."

The two looked at each other and each took a book, one occupied the study and the other occupied the bedroom, without contact with three or four. At night, Yi Wenze finally took out the computer for her, and Jiahe immediately opened a plant vs. zombies. A bunch of zombies were twisted and turned up, and she was beaten up.

It was when she was enjoying herself in the weird music that Yi Wenze suddenly said indifferently: "Mrs. Yi, will it be bad for children to play with such a terrifying thing at night?"

Jiahe made a corn cannon and threw it at the zombies that were rushing like a tide: "Many cartoons are the most suitable for them."

Yi Wenze smiled but didn't say anything. He let her go for the time being. He also sat beside her and turned on the computer and started reading the script sent by the production company. From time to time he would say a few words to her, half of work and half of chatting. She quickly got distracted. A zombie swayed into the backyard, and a few funny laughs came from him, and blood-red English was saying: Your brain was eaten.

Jiahe sighed and was about to complain, Yi Wenze had already looked at the screen: "Are you sure this is a cartoon game?"

Under the faint light, his eyes were deep and gentle, making her sweat.

What are you afraid of? Pregnant women are the biggest...

Jiahe kept thinking about it and shook her tail and said, "I have been afraid of ghosts since I was a child and I am afraid of heights. I can't play many games. It's rare to stand this, and it just happens to cultivate their courage. How good?"

Yi Wenze just smiled and nodded: "I'm just saying, you keep going, I'll go out and make a phone call."

Jiahe murmured, pressed art, and continued to start her zombie struggle career. I don’t know how long it took, but after a difficult game, he finally sighed after being eaten countless times, and only then did he realize that Yi Wenze had not come back.

The empty study room, the screen is green and blood-red typing.

She finally began to be scared, so she quickly turned on the computer and walked to the living room to take a look. Yi Wenze was watching the disc, but she was still wearing headphones... No wonder there was no sound. Seeing that she was breathing, she recovered. She walked over in fear and climbed onto the sofa to take off his headphones: "Honey, I thought you were eaten by someone..."

The face that is so close is full of helpless smiles.

"Scared?"

She nodded: "I'm so scared when I turned around just now."

"Don't play anymore?" He put a soft pad on her waist, stood up to change the discs, and soon changed into Miyazaki's cartoon. Jiahe swayed left and right, and finally made a pledge of grievance: "Don't play anymore."

I knew he did it on purpose and insisted on giving up the most obsessed entertainment activities.

When he walked back, he took off his shoes and leaned against the sofa. Jiahe immediately found the most comfortable position and hugged him to start watching cartoons. His belly was four or five months old, because he had a pair of big babies, which was much bigger than that of ordinary people at this time. That is, every time he was hugged like this, it was the most comfortable. His waist and back were soft, warm and hot.

When a little pig flew past on the screen, she finally remembered something and asked him in a low voice: "That day I read online gossip and said you got on the bus first and then made up for the ticket." Yi Wenze hummed: "What about?"

"Aren't you afraid of bad effects?" She rubbed his chest, feeling so comfortable.

"I'm just afraid that you always read gossip news and affect your mood," he said casually, putting his hand lightly on her bulging abdomen. "I heard that I seem to have a scandal recently."

Jiahe was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at him with his eyes: "Tell me, tell me, why don't I know?" After asking, he looked at him sadly, "To be honest, you only let me surf the Internet for an hour every day, are you just afraid that I will see the flowers and plants you are away?"

"I'm not a gardener," he directly broke her gossip and said seriously, "Pay attention to prenatal education."

She looked at him depressedly: "I'm asking you very seriously, please tell me honestly. Otherwise, I will take the ball and run immediately."

Yi Wenze laughed at her: "'Run the ball'?"

Jiahe smiled slightly: "This is cute. Recently, I read online novels. Women who run away from home after being pregnant are called "running the ball." He looked at her meaningfully: "Allen has been controlled by his girlfriend these days. It is said that there is a software that directly restricts the website. I think I need to install one for you as well."

Jiahe completely silently and continued to look at the plants flying around on the screen.

After a while, I was still itchy and moved a little: "Continue to talk about your scandal."

"I really want to know." He looked at her with a funny look.

"Pregnant women are prone to random thoughts," Jiahe looked at him quietly. "If you don't say it now, I will random thoughts. Think about it, when you are not at home in the future, I will miss your flowers and plants in a mess..."

Yi Wenze pondered for a moment, then said, "Then he 'dribbed the ball'?

She smiled and nodded [Noun Novels www.wmxs.info], a child can teach.

"A few days ago, the director joked in an interview," Yi Wenze recalled, "It seems that I have avoided passionate scenes since I got married. I guess I didn't sleep with my wife for a long time, and I was afraid of problems."

Jiahe looked at him very satisfied: "What about?"

"Some media misinterpreted the meaning and said that I had a problem with your marriage. Because I had a different bed for a long time, I was forbidden from filming passionate scenes." He reached out and held the warm milk and handed it to her mouth.

Jiahe has a black line on his head. If it is almost the same, it is very real.

She took a sip of milk: "Then, what woman did you get photographed with recently, and it became a scandal?"

He smiled: "Didn't you listen to Qiao Qiao?"

She looked at him in confusion, slowly reacted and immediately laughed out loud: "No? Are you rumored to have an affair with her?"

It's really possible that they have been talking about movies recently, and it seems that Yi Wenze took on Cheng Hao's new drama... The more she thought about it, the more cola she became, she couldn't help but pat him on the arm and said, "Hurry, hurry, give me your phone."

Yi Wenze smiled obscurely, handed her the Bluetooth headset, and took the initiative to dial Qiao Qiao's phone number very considerately.

After waiting for a long time, the other side was connected. It sounded like it was a nasal sound. Qiao Qiao said softly: "Pregnant woman, what are you asking?" Jiahe suppressed her smile, lowered her voice, with a feeling of disbelief: "What are you and my husband doing?"

"Nothing?" Qiao pretended to be relaxed.

"Tell me..." Jiahe was even more sad. "I have been friends for so many years. If you have a little conscience, just tell me directly." As she was saying, Yi Wenze had already stood up and went to the kitchen. It seemed that the bird's nest had been stewed. "He had a big fight with me just now and had run away from home."

It was quiet for a long time there, and suddenly started to thrust: "Really, it's nothing. What's the matter with this? Don't you believe me?"

Jiahe was originally joking, but she didn't expect that she would really cry and immediately panic: "Hey, why are you crying? I should be the one who should cry at this time?"

After saying this, the other end of the phone completely burst into tears and became incoherent.

Jiahe was embarrassed and looked up at Yi Wenze plastering a porcelain bowl with a towel and put the bird's nest on the table: "I was wrong, I'm playing with you... My perfect man just finished talking to me, and I wanted to make a joke with you." Yi Wenze looked at her and asked softly: "Have you played enough?" The other end of the phone cried even more violently. Jiahe regretted her intestines and said with a bitter face: I cried...

Yi Wenze smiled and poured some milk into the bird's nest.

She opened her mouth helplessly, and was fed by him to bird's nest, and began to make up for the trouble she had caused. She kept persuading Qiao Qiao on the other end of the phone. After a while, it was calmed down. Qiao Qiao kept sniffing: "Damn, my jealous jar made a fuss just now, and you dare to scare me." Jiahe didn't expect: "Don't your jealous jar believe you?"

"I believe, but he will be jealous even if the express delivery person is jealous, let alone your Yi Wenze. Even if you believe, you will still be jealous..."

Qiao Qiao was still full of pride in her crying, which made her laugh and cry.

The two of them hung up without saying a few words. This kind of troublesome thing has long been commonplace. They originally wanted to joke, but they laughed at her, but they didn't expect it to be a tear gas. Jiahe finished eating the bird's nest in depression and continued to lie in Yi Wenze's arms, rubbing her restlessness.

No wonder people say that pregnant women are in a big mood and are quite satisfied just now, why are they bored again?

She just hugged him, and it was just when she sighed inwardly that Yi Wenze finally lowered his voice and warned her: "Don't move."

Jiahe looked at him in confusion. After a while, he felt that there seemed to be some slap in his eyes. He immediately froze and looked at him motionlessly, not even daring to say anything. Until he finally sighed lightly and picked himself up, he hugged his neck and asked, "Did you go to bed so early?"

He said, "You go to bed first, I'll take a shower."

Jiahe blinked, understood what he meant, and immediately laughed so hard that he bit his ear meaningfully: "Why do I think you have to work harder than me for ten months of pregnancy?"

His voice was soft, pressing against her ears, doting and helpless: "Pay attention to prenatal education, my wife."

Extra childbirth

When the due date approached, the two people discussed where to give birth for a long time.

Whether it is Hong Kong or New Zealand, it is not where she lives. Yi Wenze had already arranged the hospital, but changed his mind temporarily and finally decided to give birth to this big baby in Beijing.

Because Yi Wenze had fed her as a piglet earlier, the babies were overweight and could only control her appetite in the end.

She looked at Yi Wenze pitifully and said, "Husband, I want to eat a lot of delicious food."

Very sour, very sour in speaking.

But there was no way. Since she became pregnant, she spoke very sorely. She couldn't see Yi Wenze with her eyes open, and she felt that the world was about to end. Even she herself felt that she was perverted, but this public idol did not react abnormally at all.

He looked back at her: "Make some for you and eat less for each."

Jiahe nodded and walked back to the living room with satisfaction, waiting to be fed.
To be continued...