As he said, he made a full table.

It was sour, sour, spicy and delicious. When she was eating happily, she had successfully put away the dishes and chopsticks and replaced it with fruits. Okay... fruits are fruits... but you don't need to have to only have one bite of each one, right?

She was silent and looked at Yi Wenze. This kind of thing that aroused appetite but had no subsequent text was really torture.

"You said," she silently wiped out the last bit of food, "What if the child is not good-looking?"

He smiled without saying a word and took away everything from her hands.

"I'm telling the truth..." The closer she was to her due date, the more nervous she became about this matter.

In fact, if children look good or not, they are all from their own homes, so they will definitely like them no matter how they look. However, if Yi Wenze has such a good gene, it would be a waste of resources if most of them look like their own appearance.

When she asked this question for the first time, he finally felt helpless. While rubbing her swollen legs and feet, he turned his head to look at the email he had just sent in: "Wife, is this very important?"

Jiahe almost burst into tears: "Everyone wants to have a better look, especially your baby. If you find yourself in a bad state when you grow up, you will definitely blame me."

"You can think so," he closed the computer and smiled. "No matter how good you look, it's someone else's when you grow up. In the end, I'm still with you every day. So as long as you don't think I'm ugly, it's enough."

Jiahe thought about it and found that this sentence was very connotative. Finally, he stood up satisfied and continued walking and exercising in the room.

After going through such a struggle until evening, Jiahe finally started to suffer pain while he was cooking supper.

But when she was really sent to the hospital, the whole family surrounded her and asked about her well-being, she didn't feel any pain. She just hugged the food she brought with her mother and sighed: "The Manhan banquet has become a small fried rice shop."

My mother twitched her lips, and she didn't dare to offend her. She looked at Yi Wenze with guilt: "I have been wronged by you in the past few months. Xiao Yi. This child was not picky about food before, and she gave him whatever he gave him. Unexpectedly, she became the Queen Mother when she became pregnant."

He smiled: "I'm just learning and selling."

The most abundant purchases of their family in the past few months are not only parenting books but also recipes, but this learning and selling is defeated by Jiahe’s favorite ‘mother’s dish’ since childhood…

Jiahe Caocao took a few bites and then put them aside: "Mom, you all go back. I see that this time it is another prank by my babies. I will come back during the day tomorrow. I won't feel at ease if I go back later."

Seeing that she was really fine, my mother packed up and left two people in the ward.

Because it is a special care unit, it looks like a smaller hotel room. Jiahe has never had any serious illness since she was a child. According to her mother, she was only three years old and was in the hospital once, but she had never remembered it. She was so excited that she could stay once more. She was very excited. She still looked at him with a gaze at her: "Why don't I let me play Plants vs. Zombies again?"

Since the last time she promised him, she hasn't touched this game for almost four months, and she is still thinking about the last boss.

Yi Wenze pulled the curtains and looked at her calmly: "Okay, I'll bring them to you, I'll go out and make a call."

In one sentence, she successfully strangled her **.

The hospital is the most frequently used scene of ghost stories. She was beaten to death, and she didn't dare to play zombie games in the hospital room. She sighed secretly, watched him turn off the lights and lying down on the sofa on the other side of the room, and then said softly: "Let's squeeze a bed, right?"

Yi Wenze was rarely stunned: "I'm afraid of sleeping?"

The distance between the two was only fifty centimeters, but she didn't expect that she was so brave.

Jiahe was silent for a long time and was embarrassed to say that he was used to being held by him to sleep. His belly has grown bigger and bigger in the past few months, but in fact, he can't sleep well at all, but when he feels that he is lying beside him, he can feel more at ease even if he doesn't sleep well.

Besides, this delivery room is also used for delivery room. When she thinks about having a baby in this room, she has no intention of sleeping at all and feels nervous.

In the end, Yi Wenze got out of bed, lay down on her side, and put his hand lightly on her abdomen: "Are they asleep?"

Jiahe nodded: "It seems, but I don't think they are sleeping soundly."

He smiled: "Why?"

"I guess I'm not used to it," Jiahe sniffed it lightly, "It's not the smell of home, they also need to adapt."

The arms behind her were very warm. She closed her eyes and after a while, she still couldn't sleep. She asked softly: "Have you slept?"

"No." His voice was right in his ears, with a warm breath.

"I always feel that they will come out tonight," she was a little nervous inexplicably, "But why doesn't it hurt now?" Yi Wenze smiled and coaxed her: "Go to bed, they probably have fallen asleep."

She said no: "I suddenly thought of a question."

"What?"

"Ai Jia is more suitable for girls, but they are twins. Don't you think Ai He is not suitable for boys?" When she mentioned this question, she became inexplicably excited.

Yi Wenze was quiet for a while before saying, "There is no way, my wife's name is Jiahe, and there is no more word."

She said oh, and smiled sweetly: "What should I do if I have another one?"

"Jia Aiyi." He answered for granted.

Jiahe silently recited the name three times and spoke frankly: "Yi Wenze, we are also a cultured person. You are a public figure. Is the name you gave is a bit technical?..."

He thought: "Jia Aiwen, maybe it sounds better."

Jiahe was silent in embarrassment.

When she was almost asleep, she suddenly felt pain again. At first, she felt nothing was wrong, but in the end she realized something was wrong. She pulled Yi Wenze's arm and stammered, "I think, I'm about to give birth."

This is her first sentence, or the last sentence before she was born.

Yi Wenze accompanied the childbirth throughout the whole process. After she had given birth, she was transferred to the rest bed and was confused to accept everyone's tour. There were obviously many people, but only his image was real in his eyes. The two looked at each other for a long time before she heard his voice asking in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

It's really...

She laughed so much that she burst into tears, and replied in a trembling voice: "Do you think it hurt?"

Because of this sentence, after Yi Wenze woke up again, the first sentence was: "I won't give birth in the future."

Jiahe's mouth was dry and she let him dip the cotton swab in water, gently wiped his lips, and after a while, she whispered: "I'm not angry with you..." Actually, when he thought about it, the words he asked contained too much emotion, and just thinking about it made me feel warm.

He smiled slightly and said softly: "I know."

The two of them looked at each other, and she tried hard to suppress her nose and asked him, "Where is Ai Jia Aihe?"

"When sleeping," he laughed, "very much like you, I like to laugh when I sleep, with a very satisfied expression."

Jiahe wrinkled his nose: "You are hinting at me again as a pig."

"Have I alluded to it?" Yi Wenze touched the pendant on her neck with his finger, "I already made it clear."

Jiahe was speechless, okay, I don’t have the energy to speak now, so I might as well be a pig that can only eat and sleep.

After being discharged from the hospital a week, Xiao Yu and Qiao Qiao came to see her, and she realized that there were so many people and gods who were angry when she left the delivery room.

"You are so strong," Qiao Qiao looked at her very admiration, "Yi Wenze, that's not the case, but, I have been guarding you all night, watching you with such a deep affectionate voice, asking you softly, "Does it hurt?" "After saying it hurts?" She said, shook her head and sighed, "You are so unscrupulous that you completely destroy the overall beauty. You just like a resentful woman, and asked trickyly, "Do you say it hurts?" It's too ungrateful."

Jiahe was drinking the soup and almost spit it out in one sip.

"Okay," Xiao Yu also smiled, "Looking at Jiahe's repentant expression, are you still adding fuel to the fire?"

Qiao Qiao held her chin and looked at Jiahe with a smile: "Do you know how to repent?"

Jiahe buried her head in drinking the soup, and she was mute for a long time before looking at her quietly: "You try it, I really hurt..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her mother was still adding fuel to the fire, shook her head and sighed: "In the past twenty years, she did not do anything bad to be your idol, so why did she get into such a wife like you..."

After saying that, he walked away with the chicken soup in one step and sighed.

The psychological shadow of one sentence caused Yi Wenze to come back in the evening, but she was still full of guilt.

My mother coaxed two sleepy children in the baby room, and she was wearing soft slippers and walking and exercising in the room. After walking about three or four steps, she was suffering every step. Finally, she deeply felt the sadness of Cao Zhi's seven steps into poetry.

Yi Wenze was coming out after taking a shower and walked over to touch her face: "What are you thinking?"

Jiahe looked at him sadly: "I'm going to have postpartum depression."

He still had water vapor on his body. I don’t know if it was because she felt guilty or if he really became better again. In short, those eyes were particularly unmovable. Yi Wenze looked at her for a while before smiling: “Wife, don’t look at me like this.”

She said oh, blinked and blushed.

"Don't you go and see them?" Jiahe began to have nothing to say.

"They are sleeping," Yi Wenze sat on the sofa and signaled her to come over. "For the limited time, it's better for me to see the awake people." Jiahe walked over slowly and sat down peacefully: "Have you started to choose an actor in a new show?" He nodded indifferently, as if he suddenly remembered something, and looked at her with a smile: "Allen is asking about the full moon wine."

Jiahe said oh, and thought for a long time before saying, "It's so fast, it was still in my stomach, but now it's a full moon wine." At this point, she suddenly thought of the entry point, "It's better to be pregnant. You can stay at home every day and make a lot of delicious food for me." Yi Wenze looked at her flashing eyes and said calmly: "In another two years, I will spend most of my time with you."

Then why am I really having a beautiful woman in the golden house?

Jiahe nodded with satisfaction and continued to induce him: "Actually, I think about it now, it's okay to have a baby. Maybe we will have two more ripe one after another. After two years, we will have two more?"

After she said that, she stared at his face under the light. Yi Wenze's thoughtful expression made her very frustrated. Did he mind the little temper he had just given birth? But... since we were together, we had never really quarreled, and that was the most fierce thing he had to do with him...

She was thinking randomly, and felt him hugging her and asked calmly: "What did Qiao Qiao say again today?"

It's over, Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry for you.

He took a sip of water, calmed down for a while, before saying, "I don't want to wait for that long, my wife."

Jiahe continued to work hard: "It's just a few months that can't be that..."

"I don't want to wait for those hours," he smiled and hooked the tip of her nose. "Believe me, it's very hard."

She yelled and climbed onto the bed happily.

Extra-teacher

By the age of ten, Ai Jia and Ai He were already a ill person in Jia He’s classmate.

Yi Wenze has not acted much in recent years and has stepped behind the scenes. Jiahe is still diligent in being her screenwriter, so the job of having breakfast with the pair of little bullies naturally fell on Yi Wenze.

One morning, Yi Wenze was not at home, and she finally wanted to be a good mother and have breakfast with them. After going downstairs, she found that two people were fighting desperately to peel eggs. Four eggs were almost rushing to peel them, and in the end there was one left. Both siblings were staring at that one, and they were about to take action, but Jiahe had already picked up it up.

"Mom." The two of them turned around at the same time, looked at her hazy and confused eyes, and at the same time, they turned around and looked at each other, very helpless.

"Let me see what you peeled?" Jiahe was very approachable.
To be continued...