V2.Chapter 683

The sun is shining and the wind is warm.

However, in the blink of an eye, four months passed in a hurry. She was nine and a half months pregnant, but now she still walked around the hospital with a big stomach.

As she said, it's for better production.

She was the best doctor. Naturally, Yan Beicheng believed in her words. As soon as it was warm in spring, she helped her out day by day. Even Qin Ya relaxed a lot every day. As long as Yan Beicheng was there, she could be lazy.

But now the month of the flower on the street is big, she also dare not walk around at will, oneself is in the house, also want to detain Mo Ling together in the mansion.

As for huaqianliu and Nanhe, huaqianliu is not restrained by nature, so he takes the South crane to travel around the world. He often sends some fresh small things back, which is very comfortable and interesting.

With one hand on her waist and abdomen, she was playing with a Japanese style small shoe made of lace in the 20th century. She said with a smile, "these small shoes are also lovely, but they are for girls. Now I don't know about men and women in my belly."

As a matter of fact, men and women can be judged long ago by the medical skills of flowers on the stranger.

However, since she was stable, she almost never took care of her pulse. She was only willing to let it go.

Yan Beicheng carefully held the flowers on the street, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but curl his lips. "What's so beautiful about this thing? I see, even a girl should wear bright and beautiful clothes, just like delicate and lovely."

After a pause, he said, "this thing must not be selected by huaqianliu."

Otherwise, according to the character of huaqianliu, you will definitely choose a red and purple one.

The stranger flower wanted to raise his hand and twist Yan Beicheng. As soon as he moved his hand, he felt some pain on his waist. He couldn't take it off. He just took a look at him and said, "what do you know? Although this look is exquisite, this pattern is the most exquisite. Moreover, even if you really find colorful flowers for you, you are afraid to say vulgar."

Yan Beicheng snorted, his face full of pride and coquettish color, "my child, these things naturally should I prepare myself."

Mo Shang Hua turns her eyes and gives him a light angry look. As a new mother, she looks much more mature than before.

With only this glance, Yan Beicheng was in a state of physical and mental agitation. However, she had such a big stomach in front of her, which made him feel like a cat's paw in his heart.

Flowers on the street see clearly, the corners of the lips gently knock, deliberately ignore, continue to walk forward.

However, after walking slowly for a little time, she could not bear it. She stopped walking, her red lips were slightly open, and she kept breathing deeply.

Seeing this, Yan Beicheng helped her to sit down in the corridor. But just after touching the chair, the eyebrows of flowers on the street frowned tightly, and covered her tummy with two hands, "pain, Yanbei City, so painful..."

Yan Beicheng had never seen a flower like this on a stranger. He was suddenly shocked and cried out, "does it hurt? It's going to be born soon. Come on, please go and ask steady woman! "

However, when you talk to me for a while, the pain in her abdomen will increase sharply. She has already sweated on her forehead, and she can hardly cry out by biting her lip tightly.

Seeing the painful appearance of flowers on the street, Yan Beicheng's heart seemed to be tightly clenched into a group, and he quickly clenched the hand of the flower on the street, and let her lie in his arms as much as possible, "I'm here, Mo'er, don't be afraid, I'm here."