His Burning Thirst for Her

After taking a bath, Ning Huan takes advantage of Shen sanshao to take a bath. He pulls out the electronic scale under the dresser and measures it up.

She has lived for 24 years. The heaviest time is 96 Jin. It was only 95 Jin when she weighed it a few days ago. However, she didn't expect that it is now 97 Jin. It's only a few days, and her words will grow by two Jin.

Ning Huan can't help looking at herself in the mirror. To tell you the truth, she has a good foundation. She is one meter sixty-eight tall and has gained two pounds. In fact, she can't see it at all.

But thinking of what Shen sanshao said at dinner just now, she was really a little afraid that she would not be able to wear the dance clothes when she came on stage.

I used to have a constitution that didn't eat fat, and I don't know why. I didn't gain weight in the past three months, but after three months, especially since the Spring Festival, I've gained six pounds in less than a month.

Ning Huan can't help touching his belly, and doesn't know if the baby will grow up like a ball.

What a snack! "What are you doing?"

Ning Huan is feeling her small belly, but she doesn't want to be followed by a sudden heat. Before she can react, Shen sanshao takes it to her arms.

He had just finished taking a bath, and his body was fragrant and hot. Ning Huan was held by him. He just felt that his whole body was getting hot.

When she fell down just now, her hand habitually grasped his wrist. Now it was like catching a piece of iron in her palm.

She quickly released her hand and earned a little: "your hair is wet."

As soon as her voice fell, she had a clean towel on her hand: "please, Mrs. Shen."

He said, his hands suddenly clasped her waist, took her from his arms to one side, consciously came to her, lowered his head, motioned to her to help wipe her hair.

Ning Huan looked at him with his head down. He couldn't help laughing. He helped him dry his hair with a towel, and then he took the hair dryer that Shen San Shao had taken out to blow his hair.

She played seriously, but she didn't want to be thrown up all of a sudden.

The action on Ning Huan's hand is tiny, the palm of warm is pasted on her abdomen.

"San Shao -"

she could not help calling him, and her face was very hot.

"You go on, I just say hello to the baby."

Ning Huan was embarrassed. His feeling that the palm of his hand was close to his belly was too obvious. The temperature of a man was a little higher than that of a woman. What's more, his whole hand was hot after he had just taken a bath.

His hand fell on her abdomen like a hot water bag with hot water, but it was more comfortable than the hot water bag.

Ning Huan turned off the hair dryer and touched his hair. She didn't feel wet. Then she said, "three little, OK."

She said, and could not help reaching down and taking his hand off his belly.

Shen Shiyuan looked up at her with a smile: "the baby has grown up."

Ning Huan knew what he meant, did not take his words, put the hair dryer well, and then went to one side, opened the quilt: "sleep, three less!"

"It's still early. Do you want to hear bedtime stories?"

It's still early. It's only nine in the evening.

Although he asked, he had already taken the storybook in his hand. He was leaning on the head of the bed beside her and began to read the storybook to her.

Shen Shiyuan's voice is very nice, just like the voice of a male host in a late night radio program. It's warm and magnetic. It's a story book, but it's not to let him read it so that Ning Huan can hear it sexy.

Suddenly, his belly seemed to move. Ning Huan grabbed Shen Shiyuan's hand in a hurry: "three little, he moved! He's moving again

In fact, this is not the first time for the baby to move. It's just that Ning Huan is in the dance room, and those joys can only be shared by himself.

Hearing her words, Shen San Shao picked an eyebrow and quickly put his hand on it.

Shen Shiyuan felt clearly that he was going to be a father for the first time. Through Ning Huan's soft belly, he could feel the baby moving inside.

Ning Huan is very excited, holding his wrist tightly.

"Do you feel it, sanshao? "

seeing him looking down at herself, she couldn't help asking.

"I feel it."

He clasped his lips, took his hand back, put it directly behind her head, and bowed his head to kiss her.

The man's kiss is hot and warm. Ning Huan just feels like the frog boiled in warm water.

"I feel it."

At half a sound, he released her and looked down at her with burning eyes.

Ning Huan Leng for a moment, reaction, can't help laughing: "the doctor said, the baby after the fetal movement will be more and more regular."

She's nearly five months pregnant now. In the blink of an eye, five months will pass. In another five months, the little guy in her stomach will come out.Ning Huan never thought that she would be pregnant at the age of 24 and become a mother at the age of 25.

Since she was a child, she had little family and few friends. But now, everything seems to have changed. She is going to be a mother.

Thinking of this, she just felt an irrepressible impulse and hugged the man in front of her.

"Shen Shiyuan, I'm so happy."

I'm so happy to be a mother.

"Me too."

He laughed, raised his hand, rubbed her long hair, and lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead.

Two novice parents are very excited about the fetal movement they feel together this time.

Ning Huan's mood can't calm down for a long time. Holding Shen Shiyuan, she can't help crying.

"What's the matter?"

When he realized that it was cold, Shen Ning began to cry.

Ning Huan doesn't know what's wrong with her. She is happy, but her tears can't help flowing down.

Hearing Shen Shiyuan's voice, she was embarrassed. "I don't know. I'm just happy."

Shen San Shao picked an eyebrow: "cry for joy?"

Ning Huan was slightly embarrassed. He suddenly picked him up and put him in his arms.

He lowered his head to kiss her eyes, and then bit by bit to kiss away tears: "well, Mrs. Shen, don't cry, to sleep."

He spoke softly, as if he were coaxing a child.

Ning Huan only felt that her face was burning. She was held by him and put back on the bed. She covered the quilt. She looked at him and blinked.

The light in the room was turned off. It was dark. She was held in her arms by the people around her.

Ning Huan also stretched out his hand to hold him, "three little, I also love you."

When she fell in front of his car three years ago, she thought she was going to die, but she didn't want to. He picked her up from the ground and gave her a start she never thought of.

She never thought that she would have such a happy day, and that she would love someone so much.