"Why do you say that suddenly?" he said with a slight frown. "Do you have no confidence in me, or do you have no confidence in yourself?"

"I..." she stifled, as if she said so. It's very unpromising. I haven't had a good talk about this love yet. I'm thinking about what's bad in the future.

"Li Li." he whispered her name, "we will not be like them. We will be together well, always, always... I promise!"

His words, like a reassurance, let her dissipate some of the uncertainty caused by Fei Pengtao and LV Ziyi.

"Well, I believe." I believe in his promise and that he can give her a bright future.

The love between them will last forever and will never fall to the point of sadness!

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New year's Day is approaching day by day, and Belle's strategy is becoming more and more perfect. From time to time, I will discuss with Han Lin, such as asking what Han Lin likes to eat, whether he likes to see the scenery, or whether he likes to walk in the temple and pay homage to the new year?

Who makes her a big belly woman? There are so few places to go and try to avoid crowded places. Therefore, even if Belle Li racked her brains to come up with some new strategies, the last thing she did was to have a meal, and then visit those scenic spots with few people, or go to some places to pray for blessings and pay homage to the new year.

"It's OK. You can make any arrangement." Han Lin said. These days, he still reads stories to his baby every night and carries out the so-called prenatal education.

The baby also seems to like the prenatal education from his own father. Every time Han Lin tells a story, he will move more violently.

Every night before going to bed, Han Lin would help Belle massage her calf to prevent her calf cramps.

But even so, belle is often prone to cramps during sleep, and whenever her calf cramps, Belle will scream like a pig.

Of course, the adjective of killing pigs was described by Baili herself. Once, she was particularly embarrassed and asked Han Lin, "is it like killing pigs when I call out like this?"

"Using the sound of killing pigs as a metaphor, are you reinforcing the pig cry?" he said.

"..." she was speechless. He meant, is her voice more powerful than the sound of killing pigs?

But every time she got cramped and shouted in the middle of the night, he would turn on the light, and then with a touch of worry, he kept comforting her in a soft voice, "no pain, no pain, no pain in a while."

After she eased the cramp, he would warm her cramp with a hot towel and massage her repeatedly until she felt comfortable.

The more to the third trimester of pregnancy, the worse her sleep will be. She often wakes up several times at night, and he is also tossed by her so that he can't sleep well.

Belle feels guilty about this. After all, she can make up for sleep during the day, but he has to work during the day, and there are a lot of things waiting for him to make decisions in the company.

"Why don't you go back to your bedroom and sleep well." she couldn't help saying.

"No, I'll stay with you, so I can be at ease," he said.

"But you've been like this for a long time. It's not good for you," she said.