If she was like a little witch when she was a child, the girl in the white skirt in the photo should be a fairy.

But when she looked at little lonely Zhenyu, it made her feel very much like the adoring eyes that lonely Zhenyu's father looked at his mother!

Maybe she thought too much, Murong Lifen shrugged a little mockingly. He was only a child at that time! What was she thinking? Quan Murong Lifen, you old goat.

Murong Lifen chuckles and sticks out her tongue.

Turn the photo over, the back of the photo is beautiful with a few small words.

Shui ling'er stayed for XX years.

Shuilinger? I didn't expect that people look good and their names sound good.

Murong Lifen smiles and shakes her head to put the photo back in the album. After all the jewelry is ready, put the box back to the original place.

I really want to sleep... Since she was pregnant, she really likes to sleep more and more!

Murong Lifen yawned and went to the bedroom, then fell asleep.

Murong Lifen? Murong Lifen? Wake up.

Lonely town full of smiling voice in the head above.

This girl is not sleeping till now, is she? Like a little lazy cat.

Um... Lonely Zhenyu, are you back?

Murong Lifen rubbed her eyes and sat up.

What time is it now? Did I sleep for a long time?

It's already eight o'clock. Hurry down for dinner. The child in your stomach is still making trouble. She's hungry!

Lonely Zhenyu carefully put on a coat for Murong Lifen to prevent her from being cold since she got up.

Why? Why didn't I hear that?

Murong Lifen felt her stomach with a dubious face, but at this time it was very suitable for the time to grunt.

Did you hear that? Our children are expressing dissatisfaction!

Our baby... The sound reverberates in her ear, and she is easily touched by this word.

What beautiful words our baby has.

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