Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

When Mo Qingyan was about to reach her due date, she gained weight again and had a big stomach. She walked around the room in maternity clothes, and Li tingzi sat on the sofa reading materials.

He frowned, "little smoke, you have a rest."

Mo Qingyan stubbornly didn't stop. She held her waist with both hands. In fact, the more she was in the third trimester of pregnancy, the more uncomfortable she was.

When I was pregnant with triplets, it should be harder than this? But she completely forgot. It seemed that time passed quickly at that time. In a twinkling of an eye, the three small steamed stuffed buns were so big.

At this time, she is very tired and hard.

I have to get up many times every night. Fortunately, Li tingjue has been with her, which makes her heart warm.

"If I don't rest, I want to exercise more. I must have a natural birth."

She heard the doctor say that a natural birth is good for the baby, and she doesn't have to cut her stomach anymore. When the three of them were born, the scar was completely invisible.

At that time, she was young. Now if she had another knife, she thought it would not be so complete.

So anyway, she wants a natural birth.

Li tingjue closed his business laptop, then got up and hugged her in his arms.

"Xiaoyan, OK, just go with it."

Mo Qingyan leaned against his arms and tooted his small mouth.

"I hope it's time for unloading, or I feel like my belly is going to cost me."

This time, the Li family were taking care of her, and Li tingjue stared at her all day, and under the supervision of three small steamed buns. Her three meals every day are very nutritious, so she has gained too much weight.

It seems that the child is so fat that his stomach is big.

At the thought of belly flower and her weight gain, she was afraid of all kinds.

She wants to be beautiful and as confident as she used to be.

And his husband is so handsome and excellent. Will he dislike her out of shape in the future.

Alas, the more you think about it, the worse her mood will be.

Li tingjue raised his hand and stroked her stomach, "I like flowers, too!"

A man has practiced all her unhappiness, and he can take it quickly.

And every day can coax her very happy, and she is more and more like a child, crying, small temper and small temper.

Fortunately, Li tingjue has read books on this and talked with doctors. Pregnant women are emotionally unstable due to the influence of hormones. So he tried to accommodate and satisfy.

He can't let his wife get postpartum depression. He should give her enough love.

Mo Qingyan was in a better mood after listening to him.

"Really? If you dare to dislike my stomach, I will leave you with four babies so that you will never find us."

Of course, what she said was just angry words. Maybe she doesn't know why she said these words in the future?

Li Ting was not angry and touched her angry little face.

"You can test me later."

She gave birth to a child for him. If he really had belly trouble, he would only pity her more and love her more.

Mo Qingyan was finally tired. "I'm going to lie down for a while. I'm a little tired."

Li tingzi helped her to the bed and let her lie down. Her stomach was so big that she leaned against the bed like a hill.

"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I'll get it."

She has to add meals in the evening recently, and Mo Qingyan has a good appetite. She feels itchy when she hears what she eats. In fact, she doesn't want to eat when she's not hungry.

But at the thought of her weight, she shook her head.

"No, you're busy. Leave me alone."

She also felt that this pregnancy had become hypocritical, always crying and thinking.