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Fanwai II: Pregnancy

Dong Ci has enjoyed sunbathing since pregnancy.

Because the doctor said that she should exercise properly, Jing Rong will accompany her every few walks in her garden every day.

After the scorching heat, the sun has always been bright and warm these days.

"I'm tired." After a short walk, Dong Ci leaned lazily on Jingrong's arm, she rubbed her face on him and said softly. "Arong, let's go to the sun on the lawn."

Jing Rong pondered and led the person to a big tree before he helped her sit down against the tree. Dong Ci put his head on his shoulder and smiled gently and pleasantly.

"Arong, what do you think our children are called?"

Jing Rong thought about it and asked her. "What do you want to call?"

"Um ... Xiaoxi!"

Dong Ci was no longer satisfied with this posture, so she lay on Jing Rong's lap and looked up at him and said. "Whether boy or girl, we can call him Jing Xi."

"Xi?"

Jing Rong lowered her head gently with her fingertips to help her run along her hair, a deep meaning flashed in her eyes. He smiled slightly and nodded. "Okay, I listen to Xiaoci, whatever you say, just call it."

"Hey, why don't you ask what does this word mean?" Dong Ci pinched his waist in dissatisfaction.

"Xiaoci, you know, I haven't finished high school. The question of hurting my self-esteem shows me not being smart. How can I ask?"

He did n’t finish high school anywhere, obviously, while others were still learning high school knowledge, he had already read other famous universities abroad!

Dong Ci was not prepared to argue with him either, leaning lazily on his lap, squinting at the sun on the blue sky, and chanting a poem in a melodious tone:

"The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to show up.

Yang Chunbu Deze, all things are brilliant. "

The first two sentences of this poem express the vigorous scene of all things. Dong Ci gave this poem to his children, and the word 晞 in it used another meaning.

The word ‘晞’ means dawning, and it also symbolizes brightness.

Dong Ci hopes that her children can be like the dawn breaking through the darkness, not being bound by the darkness of the Jing family. Even she hopes that her children can lead the Jing family to the light.

"Jing Xi, Xiao Xi".

Dong Ci meditation on the name in her heart, she gently put her hand on her stomach, a warm smile hung on the corner of her mouth. She seemed tired, stubbornly refused to sleep with her long eyelashes half drooping. "I have been eating, sleeping, and sleeping lately, and I feel that I have lost time."

Seeing that Jing Rong's hand was lying on her waist, she played with her heart and prodded his fingertips carefully to poke him. So the hands that originally massaged her did not move, they hung down quietly, and their fingers were slender like white jade under the sunlight.

Dong Ci couldn't help it, so he extended his little finger and ticked his fingertips.

"Don't make trouble." Jing Rong was amused by her childish behavior, wrapped her little hands with her big palm, and she became much more honest in an instant.

"Arong, do you think our babies will be more like you or more like me?"

Jing Rong answered without thinking. "It's better to be like you."

Like her, if he were a girl again, he might like it a little bit.

"Don't be like me." Dong Ci blinked at Jing Rong and said. "I hope boys and girls will look like you."

"why?"

"Because you look good."

Dong Ci touched his face, if not because of the inappropriate posture at this time, she must make up to kiss his eyes and thin lips.

"Keep your head down and kiss me."

It was a little bit irritable for him not to kiss, Dong Ci was unwilling to get up without him, so he pulled his clothes to make him lean down, and grunted to kiss him.

"Xiaoci, do you think it's appropriate to describe a man who looks good?"

Jing Rong bowed his head obediently, and wanted to make a light impression on her lips. Who would have thought she suddenly hugged his neck to prevent him from getting up, and just kissed on his lips and eyes several times.

"Take advantage of me, eh?"

There was a hint of danger in Jing Rong's tone. He stood up slightly and wiped the saliva on his face with his fingertips, then tucked his fingers into his mouth, like a charming demon boy.

"You, you are not allowed to hook / lead me!" Dong Ci blushed because of his movements.

Speaking of that, since the pregnancy, the two have never had that again. At this time, she feels that the desire / fire in her body is ignited by him, and the corners of her mouth can't help but dry.

"Have some fruit."

Aunt Zhang just came over with a plate of cut fruits, Jing Rong took the latter half in his mouth, then leaned over and gave her. Dong Ci obediently ate, but his mouth kept swaying slightly, shouting to eat by himself.

"dislike me?"

Although her unwillingness to eat with others was changed by his toughness when he was young, Dong Ci always pouted. He squinted a bit of evil energy and asked, leaning over slightly. "Does Xiaoci still want to be" fed "by me?"

"Dare you mention it!"

As soon as he said that Dong Ci immediately remembered those past events, he was beaten a few times angrily, and said aggrievedly. "You knew you bullied me before!"

"Be good, eat fruit." Jing Rong regretted what he had just said, and he quickly put another piece of fruit in Dong Ci's mouth.

"One more piece."

The emotions of the pregnant women were really elusive. They cried angrily and aggrieved the other day. After giving a piece of fruit, it seemed like nothing was wrong.

Really coaxing.

Jing Rong looked at her like a little hamster and ate the food he fed, which was lovely and terrible. So she couldn't help scratching her small chin and said with a smile. "Xiaoci has gained a lot of weight recently."

Dong Ci was stunned, looking at his smiling face, somehow panicked.

"Why do you always think that when you say this ... it's like the pig is fat and ready to eat?"

Jing Rong's smile stiffened, and she could not catch her words for a while.

"Arong, you said that our children, if you look like you, temper and IQ follow me, then it must be the children of other people who are rumored to be loved."

Jing Rong had just emerged from Fang Cai's consternation. Before she could keep up with her jumping thinking, she heard her muttering to herself. "Ah, no, if you are a boy, you can follow it. Girls are better than me."

"Hey? It seems that the boy looks with you, and his temper is also with you, so that it is more domineering, the girl is still like me, um, warm and soft and flattering."

"Well, but girls are too weak to feel bullied, just like you used to bully me ... No, no, the girl's appearance and temperament are also good for you, so I can rest assured."

"..."

Jing Rong listened to her lingering on her lap for a long time, and had been trying to follow her thoughts. When she suddenly stopped talking, she thought she wanted to understand. Grievously shouted at him.

"Arong."

Somehow, Dong Ci's eyes suddenly burst into tears. She pouted her mouth and stared at Jing Rong and looked at it with a bit of blame. "I, I suddenly remembered it, and I seemed to have a worse IQ than you."

"..."

"If the baby's appearance, temper and IQ all follow you, what else do I have?"

"What should I do, I suddenly found myself so useless ..."

Jing Rong's thoughts changed sharply, he thought for a moment and appeased. "It's okay, maybe the baby will not follow me, but will follow you more."

"Can not be done."

Dong Ci was unhappy. "Must follow you!"

Jing Rong: "...".

It seems that he still didn't study those books thoroughly, even a pregnant woman can't cope with it.

...

As time passed, Dong Ci's stomach grew bigger day by day, and what followed was winter.

"It's winter again."

Dong Ci looked at the fallen leaves floating outside the window and touched his belly with some worry.

She used to have a cold and she didn't care, but now she is pregnant with a baby, and it will be very troublesome to catch a cold. To this end, she was frightened every day by fearing that she would wrap herself in three layers and three layers, fearing that she would catch a cold.

Perhaps God is also blessing her baby. All winter has passed. She is safe except for a small cold. At this time, she is getting closer to the date of production.

In order to be safe, Jing Rong specially invited a doctor to take care of her at home. Dong Ci always laughed that he was too worried. Jing Rong smiled and did not speak. He did not tell Dong Ci that since she was pregnant, he was always afraid.

After all, she was too weak. Although she was safe during pregnancy, as long as she could not see her giving birth to the child safely, Jing Rong's heart had been hanging.

His little kindness was still too delicate. On the day of her birth, her uterus / uterine contractions were weak, and there were signs of heavy bleeding, which caused the doctors to sweat out.

"I want their mother and son to be safe, if necessary ... Bao Da." This is what Jing Rong said to the doctor in private a few days ago.

Now that he regrets it, he hopes he has no chance to say these words, and hopes that he never promised Dong Ci to have a baby!

Fortunately, the child was born smoothly. When Jing Rong heard the words "Mother and Son Peace", the heart that seemed to stop finally recovered.

He just ... almost lost his little kindness.

Jing Rong's palm shivered to touch Dong Ci's pale, weak face. He held her hand tightly in the palm and printed a pitiful kiss on it.

Born as a boy, crying loudly is healthy. At this time the season is warming up, and the branches outside the window are emerging with new green shoots, a vibrant scene like the poem she read at the time.

Dong Ci's eyes twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes in the chirping voice of the branch bird.

"Good." She looked at the man in front of her without blinking. For a moment, she thought she would never see him again.

It's nice, the baby is safe.

It's nice, she is still alive.

It's nice, she opened her eyes and saw her favorite person.

"A Rong, I actually planned to have a man and a woman."

"No."

Jing Rong said without thinking. "This will be our only child."

He would never allow her to experience such a danger again.

Dong Ci smiled, and seemed to have known his reaction for a long time. Of course, she knew well in her own mind how much risk she was having a baby.

Fortunately, she had planned everything.

Dong Ci blinked, pleasing his little finger, and asked tentatively. "That's better ... let's go and adopt a sister for Xiao Xi?"

Jing Rong: "...".