"Deep..." Yun Jianyue walked out of the baby room and saw Gu Zhishen standing at the door of their bedroom. The door opened, but he didn't go in.

She subconsciously looked inside, the bottom of her eyes set off ripples, and the color of surprise surged on her small face again.

"This is our bedroom?" Yun Jianyue can't believe it. She looks at his handsome face.

Gu Zhishen did not speak, and his eyes motioned her to come in and have a look.

Yun Jianyue bit her lips and walked into the bedroom. What she saw was not the dark dark color, but the bright and clear rural style.

In front of the French window is a tatami, which can be used for her to play computer and read books. The curtain is beige, which she likes, and has a pastoral pattern, while the bed sheets and quilt covers are all like this. Her dressing table has been replaced with a bigger and better one, full of skin care products, and the cosmetics are neat, like in the military training line.

Next to the open door is the cloakroom, which has a large space. It is full of her clothes of the four seasons. They are hung neatly according to the color. In the glass display platform, there are necklaces, sunglasses, headwear and so on

In fact, the most moving thing about Yun Jianyue is that there is a picture hanging at the head of her bed.

It was the picture she had been looking forward to for a long time. She showed her round belly and her white skin was written with graceful and unrestrained handwriting.



Gu Anyang woke up to the glare of the light outside the window. He got up wearing the clothes of yesterday. He went to the bathroom to take a bath and changed into clean clothes. He felt that he had no strength to walk. He was hungry.

Walking into the kitchen, the messy kitchen is now clean and spotless, and what happened last night is like a dream she had.

Mo Fuqing didn't know when he left, but porridge was still on in the electric cooker.

The pot is pasted with a convenience note, on which are strong handwriting: I don't know that there are cold dishes in the refrigerator, porridge has been kept warm for you, and you can eat it when you wake up. Fourth brother Liu.

Gu Anyang opened the lid of the pot. The porridge was still steaming hot. He turned to open the refrigerator. Two dishes were sealed with plastic film.

The stomach is very hungry, no mood to sigh, take out cold dishes, a bowl of porridge to the table to eat.

Gu Anyang knew that Mo Fuqing could cook, and the taste was very good. Before, she asked him to cook a meal for herself. At that time, Mo Fuqing always refused.

I didn't expect that now he would take the initiative to make food for himself. It was ironic.

Gu Anyang ate slowly. The cold dishes were delicious, but the porridge was a little nauseous

Gu Anyang tried his best to eat more for his children, but he had not eaten half a bowl. He ran to the bathroom directly, and stood in front of the lavatory basin and vomited all the food he had just eaten. He felt like he was going to vomit all his internal organs together.

I turned on the faucet, rinsed my mouth with water, washed my face, looked up at the face in the mirror, pale and colorless, with water droplets, and looked like a ghost girl.

Hands on the marble platform, heavy sigh.

Is this what others call pregnancy reaction?

Cold fingers on the stomach, thinking: baby, do you know that mother and father are not together, not happy, so use this method to toss mother ah?

She bit her discolored lip, and her eyes were moist and moist. She couldn't tell whether it was water or tears

Baby, do you know, in fact, mom loves dad very much and wants to be with dad.

It's just -

it's too hard!

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