Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"What's more, even if it's really serious, now that medical technology is so developed, I will definitely invite the most powerful doctors and use the most advanced instruments to make you and our children safe and sound!"

Speaking of this, Feng Xun raised her chin, printed a gentle kiss on her lips, and comforted her in a low voice: "so don't worry any more, just treat it as nothing, or just like before, eat as you like and sleep as you like!"

"Really?" Early summer seven low voice asks a way, in the Mou also some confused.

"Of course, you just need to raise your own white fat now, and you don't need to think about the rest..." Feng Xun nodded with a smile, brushed away the tears hanging on her eyelashes, and said softly, "and I promise you, I won't give up our children anyway!"

This sentence, like a reassuring pill, also let the seventh day of the summer completely relieved her heart, she put her hand around him, said in a hoarse voice: "Feng Xun, thank you!"

"Little fool, it's not your own child, it's also my child. No thanks!" Feng Xun scraped the tip of her nose and said in a funny way.

The seventh day of the summer nodded, grasped his big hand, covered his bulging abdomen, and said with a smile: "baby, your father and I will surely let you be born safely!"

"You are not allowed to toss your mommy in your stomach!" Feng Xun did not forget to add a sentence.

At the beginning of the summer, she broke her tears into a smile and felt the movement of her baby. She said to Feng Xun, "they have moved. They must have heard us!"

"Yes, these two children will be born in the future Feng Xun laughs and jokes. Seeing that her mood has calmed down, he helps her to sit down again.

"Eat more, you are tired for most of the day, need more nutrition!" Feng Xun advised softly.

"You too!" At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and looked at his face with a heavy apology: "I'm sorry... You must not have a good rest these days, but also for me to get to France from Genoa!"

"Little girl, I really didn't have a good rest. After all, only you can cure my insomnia!" Feng Xun sighed and said with a smile, "how are you going to make up for my mental loss these days?"

The seventh day of the summer thought about it, tentatively proposed: "after dinner, I'll pinch your shoulder for you?"

Feng Xun is dumbfounded, shakes his head and refuses: "little girl, I don't need these..."

"What do you want?" The seventh day of the summer unfolded his hands and asked back weakly. I don't know what I can do to make up for him these days!

Seeing her troubled face, Feng Xun laughed a few times and said, "it's not hard for you now, as long as you can accompany me to sleep every day. As for other compensation methods..."

When he said this, he lengthened his tone and raised his lips slightly: "it's not too late to make up for it after you have a baby!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he looked at him with a slightly dangerous smile. He already understood what he meant. His face was slightly hot. He gave him a flying stare, but he didn't refuse.

They finished the candlelight dinner. On the seventh day of the summer, they looked at the bunch of roses and couldn't help holding the vase and putting them into the bedroom.

"Do you like it so much?" Feng Xun saw that she was staring at the shining eyes of the roses and kissing her ear. He asked in a funny way. He took the vase from her hand and put it back to the bedroom steadily.

"Of course!" On the seventh day of the summer, leaning against the door frame of the bedroom, he said with a smile, "I used to wake up every day in Genoa and see a rose you picked for me. Unfortunately, when I went to Turin, I couldn't see any roses!"

"Other men, didn't they send you roses?" Feng Xun was joking.

"Other men?" At the beginning of summer, he was stunned and looked at Feng Xun with a puzzled face. Seeing that his eyes narrowed slightly, he thought of something. He patted his head and said helplessly: "you mean that McQueen? He sent a large bunch of flowers, which seemed to have some kind of rainbow rose, and various kinds of miscellaneous... "

Before she finished her words, Feng Xun's face was slightly heavy. He walked slowly to him with a smile, took his arm and said, "don't worry, I didn't accept his flowers. Let Molly throw away such a big bunch of flowers!"

"How can I listen to your tone and feel a little sorry?" Feng Xun raised his eyebrows and asked in a more dangerous tone.

"I'm sorry for the flowers!" In the early summer, Qi shrugged his shoulders and explained with a smile: "it's really a waste. He knows that I'm married and have children, and he still sends such a big bunch of flowers. It's a pity that those flowers!"

Seeing Feng Xun frowning, she shook his arm and added with a smile: "yes, I like those flowers very much, but I don't love roses the most... What I like is the roses you sent me!"

On Feng Xun's face, he smiles again, lowers his head, kisses her cheek, and says with a low smile, "I can give you any flower you like. I'm not allowed to accept other people's flowers!"

Early summer seven busy nod should, raise right hand to smile: "I swear!"

Feng Xun was dumbfounded, took her hand, supported her and sat down. He sighed in a low voice: "I believe you, but I can't believe those men... I haven't seen them for a few days. Some men don't know how to live or die. How dare they covet you!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he vomited and whispered, "actually, I don't think the man named McQueen is coveting me..."

"Little girl, are you still explaining to him at this time?" Feng Xun asked unhappily.

"I'm not trying to explain it to him. I just think he's a bit eccentric!" On the seventh day of the summer, she shook her head and said seriously, "I asked Jiashan to investigate his tavern. Jiashan found out something, but I think it's still very strange. His name and identity are fake. When he appears in Turin and in front of me, I always think it's not so simple!"

"No matter what his purpose is, I won't let him get close to you again!"

Feng Xun patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "so don't worry about this kind of person. Go to bed early tonight and we'll go back to Genoa tomorrow!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded and looked at the clock. Before midnight, he said to Feng Xun, "I'm not sleepy now. Feng Xun, can you give me my mother's diary? I want to have a look!"

"Then don't look too long!" Feng Xun got up, took up the diary, handed it to her palm, and put a plate of cut fruit in front of her.

On the seventh day of the summer, seeing that Feng Xun got up to leave, he didn't seem to want to sit down with her. He quickly grabbed his wrist and said, "Feng Xun, where are you going? You don't want to see what's in my mother's diary? "