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Jiang Miaomiao looked at Yan Sheng, who was talkative in front of him, and suddenly felt warm in his heart. He was very happy.

Yan Sheng called several times this evening and told everyone the good news of Jiang Miaomiao's pregnancy. She not only told the old man at home, but also grandma Yan called. Several elders were very happy.

And Jiang Tingyun, Jiang's father, also called and reported his joy.

Grandma Yan knew she was going to have a real grandson. She was not happy. She kept nagging and wanted to bring something to see them both. Yan Sheng stopped her.

"Grandma, we'll go back to see you this weekend. You don't have to run around at your age." That's what Yan Sheng said.

After telling the happy event to his relatives and friends, Yan Sheng thought for a moment, reached out and held Jiang Miaomiao's cheek. His thumb gently crossed Jiang Miaomiao's corner of the eye and said, "there will be an annual holiday in a few days. I have a surprise to tell you."

"That's a coincidence. I also have a surprise to tell you." Jiang Miaomiao's eyes narrowed with fear.

"Oh? What's the surprise of my lovely wife? " Yan Sheng picked up the corner of his mouth and asked softly.

"What's the surprise of my handsome husband?" Jiang Miaomiao asked, with cunning in his eyes.

Yan Sheng felt that he was completely planted in the hands of this little thing. He had no resistance to Jiang Miaomiao. Jiang Miaomiao came up, kissed Jiang Miaomiao's pink lips and said softly, "anyway, it's a big surprise. My parents and grandma want to see you in the new year. Maybe I will like you more."

"So what's your secret?" Yan Sheng then asked.

"I won't tell you. Let's wait until when you have a holiday." Jiang Miaomiao sells the pass with a smile.

Jiang Miaomiao is just pregnant now. It's the time when she has severe vomiting. She hasn't vomited much all day. Sometimes she reluctantly eats a little, but her face is a little ugly.

Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Miaomiao's uncomfortable appearance. He was very distressed. He often studied those recipes in his spare time, hoping to do better and Jiang Miaomiao could eat more.

I really answered that sentence and wanted to tie my little wife to my trousers and belt and take her away.

Jiang Miaomiao will find it fun to look at Yan Sheng like this. He pouts and asks for a kiss from him.

Yan Sheng couldn't help smiling more in his eyes. He opened his mouth and gently bit Jiang Miaomiao's pink lips, slowly grinding them.

Although he wanted to, he couldn't touch it. Yan Sheng was worried that if there was something, it would be bad if he hurt the child in his stomach. He could only gently touch Jiang Miaomiao through his clothes and breathe more and more hot.

Yan Sheng couldn't help it. He grabbed Jiang Miaomiao's slightly cold little hand, stretched it into his clothes and held himself.

Jiang Miaomiao was hugged in his arms by his whole person. Such a soft kiss made dim sum itchy.

The hands are also controlled up and down.

After a while, Yan Sheng vented, then released Jiang Miaomiao's hand, picked up the wet towel next to Jiang Miaomiao, wiped it carefully, took someone to the bathroom to wash their hands, and the two people lay back in bed.

Jiang Miaomiao raised his hand and touched his little belly. He was thinking whether it was a boy or a girl. If it was a girl, he didn't need to imagine. Yan Sheng must be happy and spoil the little girl.

If he were a boy, he would look as good as Yan Sheng, just like Yan Sheng when he was a child.

After lying in bed for a while, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly felt a sense of nausea. He hurriedly covered his mouth and ran to the edge of the toilet and vomited out. It was dark and almost bile was coming out. It was a little better.

Yan Sheng looked around and was worried. He thought that his actions at night stimulated Jiang Miaomiao. He secretly hated how he couldn't control himself. He patted Jiang Miaomiao on the back painfully.

Then he cleaned up Jiang Miaomiao. When he took people back to bed, Jiang Miaomiao was a little exhausted.

"There must be a little villain in his stomach. It's only been a few days. He's tossed his mother like this." Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help complaining.

"Sorry, I didn't control myself. I won't do it next time." Yan Sheng gently touched his stomach, his face a little guilty.

"What's your business? It's all the little villain's fault. " Jiang Miaomiao muttered like this. As soon as he finished speaking, there was no sound. Yan Sheng turned his head and saw that he was already asleep.

Jiang felt that he had a long, long dream. In the dream, Yan Sheng walked on his back.

"Are you tired? If you're tired, I can come down and walk by myself. " Jiang Miaomiao said around Yan Sheng's shoulder.

"Not tired." Yan Sheng said.

The two of them walked on a vast expanse of white snow. There was nothing around them, only the two of them walked alone.

Jiang Miaomiao loves Yan Sheng so much that he has been carrying himself. I want to get off his back and walk by myself, but when I look down, I suddenly see a little more red on the vast white snow.

It's blood.

Jiang Miaomiao was a little afraid. He turned his head and looked at the road they had walked. On a deep and shallow footprint, these drops of fresh blood flowed all the way.

I just don't know whether it's Yan Sheng's blood or my own blood.

The more Jiang Miaomiao looked like this, the more he felt terrible. He woke up from his dream and breathed heavily.

Jiang Miaomiao sat up from the bed and gasped for fear. The first thing he reacted was to reach out and touch his pants.

It's dry after touching for a long time.

Jiang Miaomiao was still a little afraid. He turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the bed. There was nothing on the white knitted bedding.

As the saying goes, dreams are the opposite.

Jiang Miaomiao sat still for a long time.

Yan Sheng was also awakened by Jiang Miaomiao's action. He hurriedly hugged Jiang Miaomiao, gently patted her on the back and asked, "what's the matter? Why did you suddenly wake up? Did you have a nightmare? "

Jiang Miao nodded, "I had a dream. What is it? I can't remember clearly. It's not very good anyway. "

Yan Sheng touched Jiang Miaomiao's back, and some cold sweat came out. He got up, took a towel, wiped the sweat behind Jiang Miaomiao's back, and changed into dry pajamas.

"I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of in your dream? I'm next to you. Your husband will always protect you."

"Well!"

Jiang Miaomiao sat calm for a long time.