Xiao Mimi is not polite. Try it. It's light and delicious. The temperature is just right.

A bowl of steaming porridge, in order to facilitate her to drink, Yao Leng is to take a spoon to stir her temperature.

At first, she might be a little uncomfortable. After a long time, she became used to it. She enjoyed his special service generously and arrogantly. She felt that I was pregnant and I was afraid of who.

I sleep too long during the day, and I can't sleep in my bed at night with my pillow.

In order not to affect the quality of her sleep, during pregnancy, they temporarily sleep in separate rooms.

In the dark, Xiao Mimi was about to make a hole in the ceiling, still couldn't sleep.

It's so boring to lie here alone. She can't stand it any more and sneaks into Hua moyao's room with a pillow in her arms.

Hua moyao was falling asleep when he suddenly felt a wind coming in from the quilt. As soon as it sank, a small ball had shrunk in.

Hua Mo Yao put her arms around her and touched her hair. Her voice was hoarse and sexy, and she said, "what's the matter? Mimi

"Yao Yao, I can't sleep. Please talk with me." Xiao Mimi's face is up, her hand is on his chest, and her voice is low.

"Well, what do you want to say?" The nasal sound is a little heavy, but it is still spoiled and gentle.

Hua moyao is really a rare good temper. In the middle of the night, he still has a job the next day, but he still chats with his wife.

Some men must be annoyed. I work hard during the day, and I have to listen to you at night.

"En, en..." Xiao Mimi racked her brains to think that she really didn't know what to talk about. She suddenly had an idea and said, "Yao Yao, tell me a story. The baby wants to hear a story. "

She also pushed everything to her baby. Hua Mo Yao could not help laughing and pinched the soft meat around her waist through her clothes: "do you want to hear it or does the baby want to hear it?"

"Fetal education, fetal education, I listen to, is equal to the baby listen to." Xiao Mimi sophisticates. She turns on the lamp and gets out of bed barefooted. She gives Hua moyao the bedtime story book she bought not long ago. She nests in his arms and looks forward to hearing his story.

She had read the book over and over for a long time, but she still wanted to listen to Yao Yao.

She is childish like a child. Hua moyao is helpless, but she still takes it, leans on the pillow, opens the first chapter and begins to tell her.

Yao Yao's voice is very good. It's a story that she has already read. She can't stop listening to it when it comes out of his mouth. She won't feel bored at all.

Quiet bedroom, a desk lamp, he bare upper body, back cushion pillow half lean, she shrank in his arms, eyes blink, listen carefully, deep pleasant voice in the quiet night diffuse, it is so warm.

"In the end, their family finally lived happily together." After reading the last sentence, Hua moyao closes the book and puts it aside. Xiao Mimi is still immersed in the story.

"After listening to the story, go to sleep." After meeting her requirements, Hua moyao was about to stretch out her arm to turn off the light when Xiao Mimi suddenly touched her stomach and whispered, "baby, remember, it's dad's voice."

I don't know why. When he heard her words, Hua Mo Yao suddenly pulled it in his heart, as if he had been caught by a pair of small hands. He wanted to make his Mimi smaller and smaller. He held it in his hand like a baby and took it with him.

If he was a little sleepy just now, now, because of her words, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

He held her tightly, uncontrollably, and held her in his arms.

Tonight, he was reluctant to let her go, not sex, only love.