Is this another tune or play?

Mucheng touched his big belly, blushed slightly, and protested to Lu Jinting on the other side of the phone, "Uncle Lu, please pay attention to your speech now! Don't come into this tone, pay attention to prenatal education, understand? "

Lu Jinting chuckled, "baby, what did I say? I'm just talking about the facts. There's nothing to blame. "

He didn't think what he said was wrong at all. Moreover, it was implicit.

"Well, I can't tell you. I won't fight with you. I'll talk about it later. Hurry to work, pay attention to the time off work, don't be too late! "

Mucheng felt that he had created welfare for the staff of the imperial court group by urging Lu Jinting like this.

Of course, that's also true.

Lu Jinting replied with a smile, "baby, when did I not do what you said? Don't you know the regular report given to you by Ji Nan every day? "

Mucheng can't help giggling when hearing Lu Jinting's tone.

"Why, are you asking for praise?"

"Yes, so what?"

"Well then." Mucheng paused, "I'll praise you for it. Cough Lu Jinting, you have done a good job in this period of time, and you will continue to work hard to maintain such a regular life. That's it. "

"That's it?"

Mucheng, with a laugh, asked, "what else do you want?"

"Baby, it's up to you. You don't think you just praised the space hole? Say something practical... "

"Empty?" Mucheng also knows that what he said is relatively dry, but it is not so empty, "what is the reality? Can you give me a hug? Kiss? Ha ha I'll give you these. You can't get them. So, to be practical, it's better to praise. You really did a good job. Well, it's great. Come on, keep going! "

In other words, there is no practical way.

Lu Jinting is silent for a while. Mucheng doesn't hear his voice. "What's the matter? Not happy? Well, let me say a few more words, you... "

"No more."

Lu Jinting interrupts Mucheng's words, "needless to say."

"Ah? Really angry? "

Her voice didn't worry about Lu Jinting's angry smile at all. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Next time, I'll look through the book and find out how to praise people. I promise that next time it won't be so empty."

"Baby, it's OK."

Mucheng is now verbose, which makes Lu Jinting feel helpless.

"Well, I'll stop. I'll hang up!"

There was no voice over there. Mucheng asked again, "I really hung up?"

Lu Jinting's light laughter came, and Mucheng just smiled, "really hung up."

"Well, baby, bye."

Mucheng at this time, no problem hung up.

Lu Jinting has been listening to the busy tone, for a long time, just put down the mobile phone, fingers count a few desktop.

Looking at the calendar on the table, it's two weeks before Mucheng's due date. It was originally planned to go next week, but now it's easy for the little girl to get some actual rewards, isn't it?

Press the internal phone, "Ji Nan, you can book a ticket to Copenhagen."

Ji Nan has known this day for a long time, so he can book tickets soon and arrange the maternity leave for the president at the same time.

Of course, Ji Nan is the only one who knows about the president's maternity leave.

After Lu Jinting left the imperial court for a while, these people would only think that the president had something to do or went on vacation.

What kind of maternity leave does not think about this at all.

At this time, Lu Jinting, who has already started his maternity leave, just got off the plane in Copenhagen.

Mucheng hasn't received Lu Jinting's call today. She's not in a hurry. It's not strange.

What to do, reading, listening to music, walking, chatting with the baby.

William's little friend is resting at home today. He brought his own book to read for the little baby.

Recently, William's children have been touching Mucheng's big belly every day. They are curious and careful. They ask every day.

"Aunt mu, is the baby coming out soon when she is so big? He's in your stomach. Won't your stomach hurt? Why is such a big baby not as big as I am? When I was a kid, was it that big? Is it the same in my mother's stomach? Won't he be tired? "

A series of questions are William's curiosity about life.Mucheng usually answers patiently, but can't, for example, how does the baby come out? She directly sends him to ask MIA.

As for MIA's answer, why didn't little William ask again? Mucheng didn't know.

"The baby is very small now. In the future, it will grow up slowly, and then it will become a child as big as you..."

"Aunt mu, after the baby is born, can I watch it?"

"Of course, you can also help aunt Mu to take care of him, and continue to read to him. When he grows up, he can play with him..."

"Great. I will make the baby like me. "

"Of course he wants to like you, because he knows now that you are a very good brother."

Small William embarrassed smile, small fat hand touched Mucheng's stomach again.

Two people, sitting in front of the warm French windows, basking in the sun, Mucheng slightly forced his eyes to sleep, while little William, on the side of the small chair, read his own illustration book.

Lu Jinting's car stopped at the side of the road in front of the house, across the lawn, people in the house, if you open your eyes now, you can see Lu Jinting coming down from the car.

When little William heard the car ringing, he looked up and saw a tall and cold man in black with dark eyes. He cast them accurately.

Little William was a little surprised, and the man, obviously, came here.

He looked at Aunt mu, who seemed to be asleep, and got up gently and went to the door.

When the man knocked on the door and was talking to the babysitter, William asked, "who are you looking for, sir?"

Lu Jinting's eyes swept over xiaowilliam's face. His cold black eyes and his own aura made him feel uncomfortable.

Although old Joe sometimes gets angry easily, but in the face of strangers, little William's precocious little calmness can not hold in front of Lu Jinting.

But Lu Jinting, it is still astringent.

"William, this is our husband, your aunt's husband."

After William asked the nanny, she immediately replied, but Lu Jinting had already crossed William to the inner room.

Standing in the living room, sharp black eyes, fell on the reclining Mucheng body, quiet, for a long time.