True Love Lasts

It seems that Jack is going to challenge the parent-child costume this time!

He's really... The benchmark of "innovation" in the fashion world!

"It's just an idea. I don't have time to start it right now." To get her approval, Jack is modest, shrugs and throws the design aside. He stares at her stomach through the camera and says, "how are you? When will it be born? I want to come back with you

Jack Shu Muwan has always been regarded as her "best friend". She gives birth to a child, and he is more nervous than himself!

When she gave birth to Venki four years ago, she was so heartrending that he had a lingering fear. This time, she had to accompany Shu Muwan

"... next week." Shu Mu lowered his head and touched his round stomach. "You just help me clean my house and come back!"

"If I don't clean the house, you can't check it..." Jack puts his lips on his lips and plays with a rogue on the opposite side of the video. He plays with his new nails. "Besides, cleaning the house... Don't you think..."

"Uncle Huang Mao!"

Jack Affectation has not finished, suddenly interrupted by a clear childish voice.

venki Just when I came back from school, I threw my schoolbag excitedly and asked noisily, "Uncle Huang Mao, Mommy said you will come here soon! Can you bring me transformers? The whole set... "

The chief designer of Tangtang had no choice but to take a piece of paper to record the long string of children's toys that Venki asked for.

"Little ancestor, slow down, I can't remember... Little monster! You slow me down! "

The two chatted happily in a unique way. Shu Muwan didn't disturb them and patted Venki on the shoulder: "you and Uncle Jack chat slowly. Mommy goes to the kitchen to have a look at pumpkin porridge..."

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The pumpkin is planted in the backyard.

Originally just feel lonely autumn leaves, housekeeper just scattered a few pumpkin seeds, did not expect "harvest" is good, a vine full grown three big pumpkin. Shu Muwan took a fancy to one of them, and at night he cut it and cooked pumpkin porridge himself.

After the pumpkin is cooked, and the glutinous rice is cooked, the kitchen will be fragrant after more than ten minutes.

Shu Muwan took a taste, picked up the phone and another family "cook" woman exchange experience: "happy face, I do pumpkin porridge a little light... Do you want sugar?"

At the other end of the phone, Qin Huanyan also stirred the pumpkin in the pot with a big spoon. Shu Muwan provided the pumpkin, but Qin Huanyan provided the cooking skills. So one person half, Xiangpiao two.

"No! It will be sweet Qin Huanyan hands busy, voice non-stop, "next time the pumpkin frozen a frozen, more sweet!"

"Er... What's the principle?"

"How do I know? I'm a lawyer, not a melon farmer... I listen to my father. "

After the exchange of Wulitou's experience, Shu Mu took up the thread in the evening, let the pot boil for a while, and then scooped a small spoon to taste... It turned sweet!

She was just looking for a bowl to serve porridge, and there was a familiar sound of footsteps behind her. She didn't have to look back to know who was coming? Shu Mu night slowly moved his steps, and when he passed Nangong Mo's body, he looked at him askew: "back?"

After a busy day, he is still handsome, with a gentle smile in his eyebrows, which makes people feel sweet.

"En..." Nangong Mo answered, and his fatigue was swept away.

He couldn't help but step forward, carefully holding her in his arms from behind, and carefully encircling her with both hands, but he didn't dare to exert himself - since her stomach grew up, he was more and more careful in holding her!

"Do you feel uncomfortable today?" Palm close to her stomach, Nangong Mo asked softly.

And the child in the stomach seems to have sensed him and moved slightly.

"The due date is next week!" Shu Mu was not as nervous as he was. He opened his arm with a smile and said, "it's just that he's moved a lot these two days... It's nothing!"

She broke away from Nangong Mo's arms and continued to hold a small bowl of porridge with a smile! Jack should be here in a few days! He said he would accompany me... Cheer for me! "

Jack ？

Nangong Mo frowned and immediately turned up a sissy image in his mind.

"Why do you want him with you?" Although Jack almost has nothing to do with "man", Nangong Mo still has a little taste when he asks. His wife should accompany him when she has a baby!"I don't want him to accompany me, but he insists on it, OK?" Shu Muwan corrected, stirred the pumpkin porridge just out of the pot with a spoon, scooped a mouthful and handed it to his lips, "besides, he accompanied me when I gave birth to Venki."

Speaking of that year, Nangong modang did not argue.

When he sent her to the United States, he was not with her at many critical moments, which was his lifelong regret. Every time, no matter what others say or what he thinks of, his mood will be a little gloomy

"Let him go! Anyway, he certainly dare not enter the delivery room! " Shu Mu night smile, deliberately open the topic, and to his mouth sent a spoonful of pumpkin porridge, "today's new, how do you taste?"

"... delicious." Everything my wife makes is delicious, of course!

Shu Muwan was flattered by his praise. He was simply tired of him and fed him one by one

The button of his shirt collar was untied, revealing his wheat skin. Shu Mu Wan's scaly white hand scratched his bones from time to time, and finally pressed on the upper edge of his sternum: "Nangong Mo, you are thin..."

After she got pregnant, They are all from Nangong to Mozi. They have to take care of her as well as work outside. If you look at him carefully, it seems that his bones are protruding... He has lost a lot of weight.

"Then I'll have another bowl of porridge to make up for it?" Nangong Mo deliberately flatters her and gives her enough face.

In fact, Nangong Mo also enjoys this kind of greasy and crooked feeling. Although he is squeezed in a corner of the kitchen, when two people are together, she feeds him. He really doesn't mind if she feeds him more bowls!

"Good!"

Shu Mu turned around and took another bowl this time, which was full of two bowls.

She gave him a bowl of porridge, connected with the spoon: "if you like, eat slowly, eat more!"

With that, she posed to go out.

"Where are you going?" No one fed, Nangong Mo some depressed, like a child holding Shu Mu night's hand.

"I have to feed the baby! He hasn't tasted it yet

Shu Muwan amusingly asks him to let go, walks to Venki, who is still lying on the sofa chatting happily, sits beside him and feeds him patiently. But the little guy was absent-minded, wolfed down a few mouthfuls, and then clamored not to eat

Shu Mu late even coax with advise, just let him sit quietly eat.