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When Su Mo woke up, the warm chest around her only made her awake before she opened her eyes. The corner of her lips raised a satisfied smile. She stretched out her arms and hugged his waist tightly. Her small face rubbed against his chest, and she still continued to lie like this.

Tang Mo Han under the body seems to wake up, big hand in her back gently rub, issued some low voice, "hungry or not?"

Looking out of the window, it was already daybreak, and looking at the time, it was near ten o'clock in the morning.

"A little --" Su Mo murmured.

"I'll get something to eat." He was about to get up, but she didn't want to let go. "Wait a minute."

Tang Mo Han had no choice but to smile and lie with her.

"That's good."

Su Mo overflowed with a sigh of satisfaction, holding his big hand in his small hand and intertwined his ten fingers. He put it on his face to feel the warmth of his palm.

Tang Mo Han is also relieved to smile, his heart is full of happiness at the moment, two months of time, dream to hold her like this, now, and really in his arms.

Big hand stroked her stomach, six months because of the relationship between twins, but looks like seven or eight months, Tang Mohan can not help but worry. How could she bear the pain of childbirth with such a weak body?

"Mo Mo, why don't you go back home while you're still stable?" He interrupted her refusal and immediately said, "I don't want me to be away from you when you have a baby. Why don't you tell me not to worry about it

Su Mo was silent, hesitant and did not immediately answer his words.

Tang Mohan can't help but sigh and say, "I can only stay here for three days. I hope you can consider going back with me."

She still did not say a word, but buttoned and buttoned his shirt in front of his chest with her small hands, which was very tangled.

Tang Mo Han gently patted her head, "fill your stomach first. Is the baby hungry

"Good!"

Su Mo sat up and blinked at Tang Mohan, but he didn't know what to say.

"Ha ha - well, don't get tangled. It's OK. " Tang Mo Han looks at her small sample is very lovely, can not help but deep smile to voice.

"I'll have millet porridge." Su Mo then tooted his mouth, like a child's request.

"Yes, daughter-in-law." Tang Mohan pinched her round cheek now, and then turned out of the room and made soup for his baby's hands.

On weekdays, Su Mo can't get used to British food. She often goes to buy some Chinese food materials and cook some by herself. Now her refrigerator is full of reserves for the holidays these days, and Tang Mohan doesn't take much time to start preparing.

Su Mo went out of the room and sat directly on the sofa in the living room. From here you can see his busy figure in the kitchen. The shirt he didn't change all night was wrinkled, but he rolled up his sleeves in his apron and showed half of his arm, but he still showed a gentleness and elegance at home. Su Mo is never tired of seeing it.

"So handsome, Mo Han, the baby is clapping and praising you in my stomach."

Su Mo applauded with a smile, her eyes shining with adoration, and her eyes were dazzling.

Tang Mo Han turned his head, picked up his eyebrows, and waved the pot spoon in his hand. He said that he was really handsome. Su Mo Mo leaned against the sofa and giggled.

"Ah --"

Su Mo suddenly exclaimed, and Tang Mohan immediately rushed out, squatted in front of her, looked at her startled expression and asked, "what's the matter? What's the trouble? "

Su Mo stupidly pointed to the belly, and then suddenly drew up a sly smile, holding his big hand without holding the spoon and sticking it to his stomach.

Tang Mohan's palm immediately came a strong force, like a child in the kick.

he was surprised to see her awesome eyes, and felt her stomach unbelievably, and it seemed to be more powerful to prove his existence and to push his strength.

"This boy, you are so proud."

Su Mo said with a light smile, and as the father to be, Tang Mohan felt the fetal movement in her stomach for the first time. He really felt the magic of life, which was self-evident and could not express his excitement with words.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but after all did not say, just black eyes gradually suffused with some water light, his voice for a long time just dumb issued, "minor naughty ghost!"

"Ha ha - yes, it must be a boy." Su Mo Mo is also some moved eyes red, small hands hold up his handsome face, love caressing, "Mo Han, we are still greeting you."

Tang Mo Han did not dare to blink his eyes, as if in the blink of an eye, it would blur the whole world, he would not see the happiness in front of him.

"Hi baby, I'm Dad!"

Tang Mohan with a smile voice slightly choked said, big hand gently rubbed, "Dad to accompany you to come."Then, bending down, a warm smile, close to her stomach, unlimited satisfaction happiness.

Through the ice flowers on the window, I can see that on the sofa beside the warm fireplace, a handsome man leaned over the beautiful pregnant woman's stomach, with the most beautiful smile on both faces. This moment is peaceful and peaceful, a beautiful picture.

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During this short vacation, both Tang Mohan and Su Mo stayed at home and did not go out. Although the snow outside was beautiful, Su Mo always called to go out to feel the beautiful ice and snow world, but was stopped by Tang Mohan. She is very uncomfortable now, even if he is around, but also dare not take the risk.

Moreover, they only have three days to get along with each other,

there are always endless words. He can't see her enough, and she doesn't hold him enough. They almost do not want to separate like conjoined babies.

Heavy breathing comes out from the room, Su Mo Mo's lips are more red and charming, which makes Tang Mo Han always reluctant to give up and peck and suck again and again, and his black eyes are more and more deep and dark, and his eyes are Obviously, it's just a mood of forbearance.

Deep breathing in the neck of Su Mo, his body has been ignited, but endure very sad.

The low voice can't help but complain of overflow, "it's still four months to wait!"

Su Mo, however, gave a low smile. Her cheek was like the blush of being kissed, and her ears turned red. She felt his body was tight and uncomfortable. She hesitated and whispered.

"In fact - I'm not in any way in any way. It's said that - at this time, it's OK -- "

her small hand tightly clutches his clothes, and her halting words intermittently want to express her own meaning.

The next second, don Mohan hugged her arm tightly, and she obviously felt that he was breathing harder.

"We --"

before her words fell, he suddenly bit her neck, slightly painful but not too hard, "stop talking."

The deep voice was deeply suppressed.

"Stop it. I can't help it if you say it again."

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