Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"When is the due date?"

"Number 12." Chi Du said, "it hasn't been a few days."

Zhining nodded, "it's coming soon."

"Oh, you two don't mention it at this time. I'll be nervous."

Sheng Xia touched his big belly, "I don't know if it will go well..."

"Bah, bah, bah, it will go well!" Chidu hurriedly interrupted her.

"Hahaha... I teased you. Look, it makes you nervous."

Chi Du looked at her helplessly, so he had to pick up chopsticks and continue to rinse her meat.

"By the way, how are you and Mu Shao now?" Sheng Xia asked curiously while drinking ice orange juice.

Remembering her angry expression when she left, Mu Shaoyan looked a little distressed, "that's it, not good or bad."

"Zhining, I think Mu Shao really likes you. He has lost his memory now, but he still hasn't forgotten his feelings for you. Do you want to continue to hang him? "

"Not to hang him." Zhining can't tell her current feeling, "this kind of thing, don't come in a hurry, let it go."

……

On the afternoon of the 11th, Chidu called Zhining to the hospital.

On the day before the due date of delivery, midsummer suddenly launched and pushed forward the delivery room. Two hours later, she gave birth to a daughter, and her mother and daughter were safe.

When Zhining arrived, Sheng Xia had been treated and sent back to the ward, and the child was lying next to her.

The baby in swaddling clothes, a small ball, still closed his eyes.

The eyebrows and eyes are like Chidu, and the mouth is like midsummer. They are the crystallization of love, especially cute.

After a sleep, midsummer wakes up and sees Zhining guarding by the bed, looking at the child absently.

"Cute?"

Zhining returned to his senses with a smile on his face, "are you awake? How do you feel? "

"Pain..." this is all the feelings of midsummer. The pain seems to break through the gate of hell and come back.

Her eyes fell on her daughter's face. She smiled again, "it's worth it."

From now on, with this little cute, the pain is worth it.

The little guy woke up once. While breastfeeding in midsummer, Zhining went out of the ward and answered the phone.

"Where are you?"

At the other end of the phone, Mu Shaoyan's tone was slightly tentative.

"In the hospital, what's the matter?"

"Sick? What's wrong? "

"Not sick."

Zhining walked to the end of the corridor and leaned against the wall, "Xia Xiasheng, I came to see her."

"Is it convenient for me to get there?"

"Inconvenient."

Mu Shaoyan was silent, "OK, can I pick you up?"

Afraid she didn't agree, she explained: "if you don't go upstairs, you'll wait for you at the door of the hospital."

"All right."

Tell him the address and Zhining hangs up.

Back to the ward, the little guy who drank breast milk slept again.

Chi Du is feeding Sheng Xia to drink soup. She is afraid of being greasy and skims the layer of oil on the soup.

From her birth to now, Chidu hasn't closed her eyes and takes care of her and her baby.

Sheng Xia loves him, "I can't drink any more. You can drink some."

"Yes."

"Go to sleep, too. Your eyes are full of red blood. Don't scare our baby daughter."

"I'm not sleepy."

"If I let you sleep, you sleep. Don't disobey me."

There is a nursing bed in the ward. Chidu has to lie down and rest. Midsummer is also tired. Zhining doesn't bother much.

He retired from his illness.

Go to the hospital downstairs, it's completely dark.

The streetlights fainted the night.

She walked to the side of the road and saw Rolls Royce parked aside.

The door opened, Mu Shaoyan got off and walked towards her.

"In a bad mood?" He leaned over slightly, held her face in his hands, and gently raised it to face himself.

Zhining's eyes were slightly red. She was thinking, if the child could stay, would it be a boy or a girl, more like him, or like her?