Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Mrs. Wang's craft has always been very good. Qiao Xin suspected that she was too hungry to have this reaction for a while.

Before the second spoon was put into his mouth, josin immediately pushed the bowl away. Ran into the bathroom.

"Oh..."

Mrs. Wang, who was still busy preparing food in the kitchen, ran out immediately. She heard josin vomit. Her voice was anxious: "madam, what's the matter with you? Why did you vomit?"

"I don't know. I just feel a bout of nausea. I may have caught a cold recently."

Qiao Xin shook her head. She took a glass of water in Wang Ma's hand and rinsed her mouth.

"Are there any other uncomfortable places besides nausea? I don't think you have the same appetite as before."

Mrs. Wang frowned slightly and was very worried. Madam has lost weight again during this period. As a servant sent by the banquet house to their husband and wife, she watched josin lose weight more and more. My heart is also a little uneasy.

Even Mr. Wang asked her to cook more dishes that her wife likes. Now Mrs. Wang cooks according to her wife's taste.

Josin sat in his chair and looked depressed: "yes. I often have a bad appetite and can't eat for a period of a month. I've been very tired lately."

The feeling of vomiting in the morning is very bad. She is still a little uncomfortable, and there is still a fishy smell in the air.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang's eyes twinkled: "madam, have you always wanted to sleep recently. You still have a loss of appetite. What's the smell of nausea?"

"Yes." Qiao Xin's voice was a little uncertain. What Wang Ma said was obviously the situation when she was pregnant.

Is she pregnant?

Mrs. Wang smiled happily. She picked up her mobile phone and was ready to call the banquet Secretary night.

"Then you have to go to the hospital quickly. These are all symptoms of pregnancy. Why don't I call my husband and ask him to accompany you to the hospital, or call the family doctor."

Qiao Xin stopped Wang Ma's action. She carefully covered her stomach. "Don't worry, Mrs. Wang. I'll go to the hospital on the way to the company later. I'm not sure about it."

Mrs. Wang has a strong smile in her eyes. She stares at Qiao Xin's flat belly: "I see, nine times out of ten, the lady is pregnant with a baby. Mr. Wang will be very happy."

Josin smiled. If the banquet Secretary knew, he didn't know how excited he was.

"Yes."

Josin knew that the desire of banquet Secretary night to have children was much stronger than her. Banquet Secretary night wanted to be a father too much. Many times he quietly brainwashed her while she was half asleep. How cute the little dumpling is, and how cute Ren Mingjie's little princess is.

"Wang Ma, don't tell Si ye first. If you are really pregnant, I want to surprise him."

Mrs. Wang smiled happily. "OK, madam, what do you want to eat now? I'll make it for you."

Qiaoxin was uneasy. She looked forward to the truth and worried that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"There's nothing to eat. Mrs. Wang, take a break first."

In the hospital, the doctor took the report form: "Congratulations, you are pregnant. The fetus is in good condition and is still twins."

Josin was surprised. He didn't expect to be twins. Josin touched his flat belly. Who would have thought there were two little lives here.

"Twins? Doctor, when was I pregnant?"

The doctor looked at the smile on josin's face, and her mood was infected by her, with a gentle smile.