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"It suddenly occurred to me that he was four months old and had no nickname or name. The people in Baoma communication group said, "we should have a name. When he gets older, it's convenient to communicate with him across his belly."

Ling Moqin's heart is a little sad. She still can't accept this fact. She doesn't want to believe that Sheng Huaizhe is just with her for the baby... What if she doesn't have this child? Will he stay with her? Or is there no other intersection between them

"You let me think about it tomorrow. It's late tonight. You have a rest first."

Sheng Huaizhe covered Ling Moqin's stomach with his hand, felt her tremble and gently stroked her smooth belly... There was the crystallization of his and her love in this invisible belly. Thinking about Sheng Huaizhe, he felt warm in his heart.

"Just tonight, right now, will you give him a name... Otherwise I'm always thinking about it tonight and I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."

Ling Moqin's voice was soft and ethereal, like floating from a far place... Sheng Huaizhe's heart suddenly felt a little uneasy. He grabbed her hand and felt a cold.

"What's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold... "

Sheng Huaizhe wanted to get up and turn on the light to see Ling Moqin, but she caught him. She turned around, actively put her hands around his neck and put her face on his face

"I'm fine. Come on, take a name and go to bed! "

Ling Moqin tried to make her voice sound lighter. Sheng Huaizhe seemed to find her abnormality... The more so, the more sad she was. But thinking of what she heard today, she couldn't cross that barrier in her heart

"You little fellow, you are always so capricious."

Sheng Huaizhe sighed slightly. Of course he wanted her to rest early, but he also knew her. She was the kind of person who couldn't sleep until the matter was solved or distracted... It seems that if he doesn't meet her requirements tonight and give the baby a name, she probably won't have to sleep tonight.

"Think quickly. It should be nice and meaningful."

Ling Moqin drew a circle on his chest sadly, hiding his emotions in the dark... Can he feel her mood at this time?

"It's called... If it's a boy, it's called Xiao Shuo. If it's a girl, it's called Xiao en. How about it?!"

Sheng Huaizhe kissed her ear and spoke softly in her ear. She seemed stunned, and she seemed to be savoring what he said.

"It sounds good. It's a warm feeling of positive energy. OK, that's it!"

Ling Moqin rubbed his arms and happily said that his name had passed. Although I don't know whether it's a boy or a girl, Ling Moqin thinks these two nicknames are enough... Sheng Huaizhe, I hope you don't hate me in the future.

"Are you willing to sleep now?"

Sheng Huaizhe hugged the people in his arms, felt the temperature on her, and felt incomparable steadiness and peace of mind.

Lin Jiayin has become his past tense. Ling Moqin is his present progressive tense and future progressive tense. He should be well with this little woman and look forward to their baby coming to the world

"Still reluctant."

The mood in his heart surged up bit by bit. There were five hours before dawn. In these five hours, Ling Moqin hoped that he could remember everything about Sheng Huaizhe and be remembered by him

"What happened tonight?"

Sheng Huaizhe felt a little unusual. At this point, Ling Moqin had slept and didn't talk so much. She seems a little sentimental tonight

"Sheng Huaizhe, I miss you a little. What should I do?"

Ling Moqin hid in his arms and listened to his thumping heartbeat. She felt so attached and so uncomfortable... After tonight, she estimated that she could no longer hide in his arms and listen to his heartbeat, nor could she feel the warmth brought by his body.

"Ling Moqin?"

It's rare for her to make such a bold confession. Sheng Huaizhe's eyes are looking for Ling Moqin's in the night. He wants to see something, but he only sees her starlit eyes shining in the night... Lin Jiayin is wrong. Ling Moqin's eyes are not like hers at all. Ling Moqin's clear and pure can make him trapped in it every time.

In response to his call, Ling Moqin kissed boldly and a little green. She held his head, learned the way he kissed her before again and again, kissed his eyes, eyebrows and nose, and finally stayed on his mouth

Constantly probing and deepening, Ling Moqin snatched his lips and teeth in Sheng Huaizhe's mouth in her own way. She never knew that dominance was such a wonderful feeling in her own hands... She suddenly regretted that she was too reserved and timid in the past. Now looking back, she found that there were not enough memories

Until Ling Moqin began to breathe, she raised her head and looked at Sheng Huaizhe in the dark, stretched out her small hand, began to slowly open Sheng Huaizhe's Nightgown, and learned from his usual way, before he reached out and swam

"Damn it, Ling Moqin, do you know what you're doing?"

Sheng Huaizhe saw Ling Moqin with such enthusiasm for the first time. He didn't know what stimulation she was receiving tonight. He only knew that his body slowly reacted under her Temptation... If he didn't put out the fire, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I know... I'm lighting a fire."

Ling Moqin took a deep breath and thought of the upcoming separation. She couldn't care about anything else... Lying on Sheng Huaizhe's body, she began to kiss his body. The dense kiss fell on Sheng Huaizhe's body, which attracted a burst of his low roar

"Damn it, are you sure you want to?"

Sheng Huaizhe turned over and gently put Ling Moqin under himself. He looked into her eyes in the dark and grabbed her restless little hand... Since they knew she was pregnant, they basically didn't do it again because he was afraid to hurt her and the baby in her stomach... But what happened to his fiancee tonight? He was so enthusiastic that he didn't know him

"Huai zhe... I'm sure."

In the dark, Ling Moqin closed her eyes and tears flowed silently... But she soon pretended to wipe them off with her hand. If she wants to take something as a souvenir, it's tonight... To be his woman again.

After hearing the definite answer, Sheng Huaizhe couldn't bear to roar again, clasped her restless hand and began to invade her lips, her collarbone and her body

"No... the baby is still..."

Sheng Huaizhe's voice was low and powerful. He almost drowned his reason. When he thought of the baby, he forced himself to stop.

"The doctor said that the second trimester of pregnancy can..."

Ling Moqin was stunned. Finally, she said softly in Sheng Huaizhe's ea