Jing Shaoqing asked with a smile: "Then you were so edible when you were pregnant with me, how heavy was when I was born?

Are you sure the meat is growing on me?"

Xia Lan curled her lips and said, "You are not good at your own strength. You have grown more than 40 kilograms until you give birth to you. As a result, you have only been six kilograms and six kilograms after giving birth, not even seven kilograms. I am so concerned about it. I am afraid of bumping and bumping during pregnancy."

Jing Shaoqing was a little depressed: "The most you said to me since childhood is that you are not good at it. I am not good at it. I think I don't seem to be in a bad state, right?

I have always been the "other people's child" in my neighbor's mouth, but you think I'm not good at it.

You are the lesson of the past. No matter how much you eat, you may not be linked to the child. Don’t feed Yaoyao hard in the future. She is prone to fat and looks strong recently~” Chen Mengyao secretly stepped on him. What does it mean to be strong?

Don’t use such words to describe her anymore! Jing Shaoqing’s feet hurt and dared not speak out, pretending to be nothing.

Xia Lan let out: "Okay, okay, I won't persuade you to eat as much as Yaoyao wants in the future. If you join the meeting, you will feel sorry for your wife. Do I feel sorry for Yaoyao as well?"

After dinner, Chen Mengyao was sleepy and went upstairs to rest first.

After walking around for so long during the day, she felt unprecedentedly tired. When she got pregnant, she was still a little different from usual. She didn't feel anything at first, but the longer she was, she gradually felt it.

Jing Shaoqing stayed downstairs for a while before going upstairs. As soon as she pushed open the door, Xia Lan called out: "What are you doing?

You sleep in the next room by yourself, don’t disturb Yaoyao’s rest.”

He was a little confused: "Why?

Why did I disturb her from resting?

Don’t I sleep with her every day with me?”

Xia Lan pulled him away without saying anything: "Don't worry, she's pregnant now, so she's not allowed to be uncontrollable!"

He was completely disheartened: "What are you thinking?

Do you know how long it took me to touch her?

Forget it, I tell you that this is not suitable. Do you need to take care of your husband more and care less about other people's husbands?

Go! Go! Go!"

Xia Lan looked like she was uncontroversial, stuffed him into the guest room and warned her for a few words before leaving.

Before he could go back to his room, Chen Mengyao didn't sleep well. She took out her cell phone in a daze and called him: "What are you doing?

Come and sleep.”

He was in tears: "My mother asked me to sleep next to you, for fear that I would do anything to you. You are the daughter and I picked it up."

She stared at the door and whispered: "You can come secretly after they are all asleep later. I can't get used to sleeping here. If you don't accompany me, I will be even more unable to sleep. It's raining outside and thundering, I'm afraid."

His tone softened a little: "Okay, I'll come here later, you go to bed first, don't be afraid."

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening that Xia Lan and Jing Chengxu finally went to bed.

Jing Shaoqing felt relieved. He didn't understand why the elderly are so able to endure it now. He quietly slipped into the room where Chen Mengyao slept, took off his clothes and went to bed with skillful movements, and hugged the soft fragrance in his arms, feeling extremely at ease.

Chen Mengyao adjusted her posture in his arms: "Why are you not wearing clothes?"

He touched her slightly raised belly: "It's cold on the air conditioner, and it's a little hot if it doesn't turn on.

You go to bed, we will go back tomorrow morning.”

She rubbed against his chest: "I can't sleep anymore, I've already had a sleep.

Today I bought all the jewelry I needed to get married. I was so tired that I didn’t even go there. I was hiding at home and I felt unbalanced.”

He kissed her on the cheek: "I didn't hide my leisure time. I went to the company. Really, where can I be idle if you are not here?

Not in the mood to relax.”

She smiled foolishly, and her fingers were bored and circled his chest, making him feel itchy: "Don't touch me, I can't help it. After so long, I don't know how I can hold it..." She deliberately flirted with him: "Then I won't hold it in. Have you broken the record for so long?

Records of abstinence after adulthood, haha.”

He wanted to directly press her under his body to do whatever he wanted, but he was afraid that Xia Lan would suddenly knock on the door, so he didn't dare to make too much noise: "You've got enough, let me sleep honestly. At worst, I can just bear it for a few more months. After giving birth, we won't give birth. It's too much trouble."

Thinking of the last time he secretly talked to the doctor about the prenatal check-up, Chen Mengyao asked with a wicked smile: "Didn't you ask the doctor secretly during my prenatal check-up?

What did the doctor say?”

Thinking of this, Jing Shaoqing's persistence relaxed: "The doctor said... it will be fine in three months..." The air suddenly quieted down. Chen Mengyao was thinking that Wen Yan was so smart. You can guess that Jing Shaoqing was struggling and still couldn't bear it. At the same time, she was listening to the movements outside the door. Xia Lan shouldn't be "checking the post" in the middle of the night, right?

It seemed like a feather was constantly sweeping his head, and the force of holding the person in his arms couldn't help but increase: "How about... come once?"

Chen Mengyao deliberately pushed him away: "No, I'm teasing you, I'll continue to sleep~"                                                 �

He turned her around, hugged her waist from behind and skillfully stripped her clothes. Looking at her fair shoulders exposed in the dim light, he breathed heavily, and buried his head and bite it gently.

Chen Mengyao's breathing stagnated, and her body became softer. Her neck was itchy with his hair: "Is it true?"

He didn't say anything, and used his actions instead of answering.

The two of them had been silent for a long time and became restless and couldn't help but lose their composure. When she couldn't help but make a sound, he reached out to cover her lips: "Don't make a sound, my mother heard that she was going to come and take me away."

She felt a little frustrated, she wanted to scream but couldn't, and she felt so upset that she didn't have the pleasure of "spend" and bit her finger.

He suffered from pain and his nerves became numb, and the feeling quickly rushed to the top of his head.

Chen Mengyao felt it: "Is this over?"

He slapped her on the buttocks: "What does this mean?

If you hadn't bite me, would it be possible?"

She laughed so hard that she didn't pay attention to the volume. As the footsteps approached the door, Xia Lan's voice rang outside the door: "Yaoyao, are you awake?

There is soup in the kitchen, do you want to drink a bowl?

I'll go and give it to you?"

Jing Shaoqing hurriedly signaled her to refuse, and the door was exposed when it opened.

She smiled and replied, "I won't drink anymore. I'm not hungry now. I'll continue to sleep and drink it tomorrow morning. Don't worry about me, you go to bed."

Xia Lan responded and left. Jing Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go take a shower. I'll leave when you fall asleep later and go to the next room to sleep. Otherwise, my mother will have to talk to me again tomorrow morning, and my ears will be called out."
Chapter completed!