The tyrant's ghost doctor concubine

Chapter 928, Finale 013
The little worry in her mind fell into Xiao Bao's eyes, Xiao Bao felt it even though he was half-drunk and half-awake, and asked with his right thumb on the tip of her brow, "What are you worried about?"

"No, what's there to worry about?" Beiming Xueyan said to him, looking around.

"It's fine if you don't. Today is our happiest day, let's celebrate."

Beiming Xueyan: "How to celebrate, I can't drink."

"Yes! We can't drink alcohol. Can we drink tea, water, and sour plum juice?" Xiaobao put his long legs on a table with eight immortals and brought two cups of sour plum juice, one for Beiming Xueyan and one for Beiming Xueyan. Holding it by himself, his eyes were as deep as the sea, focused, but still humorous and said: "How about we use sour plum juice instead of drinking wine tonight? My husband heard that pregnant people like sour taste the most."

"Sour plum juice?" Bei Mingxue's face was stunned, and then she laughed out loud.Isn't there only drinking and drinking in this world?How can there be sour plum juice instead of a glass of wine on the wedding night, this is so fresh!

Lu Sihan smiled handsomely and said, "Yan'er, the beautiful scenery on this beautiful day tonight is worth a thousand dollars at a spring festival. Since ancient times, everyone in the bridal chamber has drunk a cup of wine. It's the same. What's new? We innovated it tonight. To be different from everyone else, what we drink is plum juice."

"Okay! This is good for our baby! Qingmei makes a cup of Xiao Baolai, and the sour taste is like a jar of vinegar." Beiming Xueyan joked casually, teasing Xiao Bao's jealousy.

Beiming Xueyan looked at Xiaobao's flourishing beauty, Xiaobao was drinking sour plum juice with her in a serious manner, and she was amused and giggled.

Because Yan Er wrote a poem, Xiao Bao looked at her and came up with a crooked poem: "The bamboo horse walks crookedly around the bed, it is evil without drinking."

Beiming Xueyan asked again with a coquettish smile: "Lu Sihan, what is wrong with you?"

Lu Sihan: "You know." As they spoke, the two joked together.

After a while, after drinking the sour plum juice, Xiaobao knew that Yan'er was pregnant, so he was careful, just wanting to make her happy, writing poems to her for a while, hugging her and saying things that made her happy .The two of them sent some fruits and melon seeds in, and Xiao Bao gave Yan'er the melon seeds, talking about some interesting things while picking the melon seeds.

Beiming Xueyan was so teased by Xiaobao that she bent over again.

Two hours later, the room was very quiet, because Beiming Xueyan was pregnant, she liked to sleep very much, and soon fell asleep.Lu Sihan didn't fall asleep, but he didn't do anything else, he just looked at Beiming Xueyan quietly.

Looking at her like this is like looking at her own world, peaceful and beautiful.I don't know if Xue'er is dreaming, fell asleep, and actually called out: "Xiaobao."

Lu Sihan held the quilt for her with his slender fingers, and gently held her outstretched hand into the quilt, muttering words that only he could understand: "You are my little girl." Bao, do you know? Yan’er, you are my baby. With you, my world is beautiful. Without you, I don’t know what I am.”

Xiaoxueyan turned over and hugged his waist, he looked at her little hands, his eyes were full of weak favors, that kind of pets spread from his heart, he hugged her, and slowly fell asleep .

The two people who were asleep had a satisfied and happy smile on their lips.The brilliance outside the window streams in like the light of water, sprinkling the sweet dreams of the room.

(End of this chapter)