Gao Leng Husband Hurry Up and Like

Chapter 2019 Hello, Mr. R 8
In fact, although Rong Xiang is a foodie, he also loves beauty and pays attention to his figure at all times.

Even though she has a double chin since she was a child, she is not fat, and belongs to the kind of fat and thin.

But now, Shen Qingrui can't see her double chin at all.

It can be seen how thin Rong Xiang has become recently.

Shen Qingrui's face turned ugly, and he stood up.

"Do you know what your child said to me?" Shen Qingrui said.

Rong Xiang was surprised, "What, what?"

She lowered her head and stroked her swollen belly.

It's only been three months, can you still talk?
Rong Xiang blinked his eyes. Could it be that the relationship between father and son is really heart-to-heart, and they can still communicate after only three months?

"Your son told me that you didn't eat well every day, and he didn't even eat enough."

He squinted, in a tone of accusation.

Rong Xiang was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?
"I, I have a good meal." Rong Xiang said innocently, "I eat every meal."

Based on the idea that he can't starve his children if he is hungry, Rong Xiang eats every meal, and he will be full if he can't eat.

"No." Shen Qingrui shook his head and approached Rong Xiang, "You're lying."

"I, I... ah, what are you doing?"

Before Rong Xiang could say anything, Shen Qingrui had already bent over and hugged Rong Xiang horizontally.

Go inside.

In the living room, Ji Dong is gone, and so is Wang Ma.

Shen Qingrui put Rong Xiang on the sofa, and he squatted in front of her, with her legs on his knees.

Rong Xiang struggled subconsciously, and Shen Qingrui grabbed her ankle.

"Moving what?" He raised his head and gave Rong Xiang a cold look.

His brow furrowed deeply, expressing his displeasure.

"I..." Rong Xiang really didn't know what to say.

Shen Qingrui ignored her, took off her slippers, and then gently kneaded her calf.

His strength was neither light nor heavy, just right, which relieved Rong Xiang's tension and numbness.

Rong Xiang sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the man who was rubbing her legs with his head down.

Such a stalwart man, for her sake, half knelt on the ground and rubbed her legs.

With her head down, she could only see the back of his head.

Shen Qingrui, he never bows his head, and his posture never lowers.

Because he has noble capital, he himself is a person as noble as an emperor.

This is an outsider's evaluation of Shen Qingrui, but at this moment Rong Xiang watched him bow his head for her and kneel down on one knee for her.

Just to help her relieve the numbness in her legs.

Are you not moved?

Rong Xiang's eyes turned red.

How many late nights when she woke up with cramps and pain, Rong Xiang cried and thought, it would be good if Shen Qingrui was here.

If only he was there.

Her suffering, her pain, can only be suppressed by herself.

Not a single cent can be revealed.

Rong Xiang raised her eyes, and when Shen Qingrui put down her legs and raised her head, she hid her sadness.

What a shrewd man she is, Rong Xiang knows better than anyone else.

He could see all her emotions from a little bit of her expression.

"Thank you, thank you." Rong Xiang said politely, lowering his head.

Shen Qingrui was expressionless, and said lightly, "Thank you, you are pregnant with my child."

"There are things I should do," he said, and stood up.

"You wait here," he said.

Rong Xiang raised his eyes strangely, "What are you going to do?"

Shen Qingrui didn't say anything, but just went into the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)