Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Cheng Wanduo put the fruit down.

Ancient pastoralists who were lying on the couch reading books, when they noticed someone coming in, also dropped the book and got up.

See them, inexplicably ask, "What are you doing in my house? ”

“It's your birthday. Congratulations.” Gu Qiu said.

“Boring.” Ancient pasture is not rare, wave over the course: “No worries, come here. ”

Cheng Wandou glanced at Song without worries, then walked over with a smile and sat beside Ancient Pastoral.

Pastoral grabbed her hand with water beads and frowned unhappily: “All you have to do is let Uncle Fu do these jobs. You are pregnant now, don't always have cold water on your hands. ”

Cheng Wandou knew that he was good to her because he thought she was Song.

But then what? She doesn't care.

At least, he held her hand like this, looked her in the eye, and it was real.

And the baby in her stomach, it really exists.

Hearing Pastor Ancient's words, seeing Cheng Wan's eyes, is all drowning and gentle, Gu and Song look at each other without worries.

“It's your birthday and I want to cut the fruit and make the cake myself. At noon, Makoto returned for dinner.” Cheng Wan laughed, then looked at Gu Xiao and Song Yu: “Your friend Gu Shao and his wife are here too, Mugu, tell me, what are we having for lunch? ”

“Let Uncle Fu kill the head sheep, we eat the whole sheep's meal.” Pastoral rubbed Cheng Wan's hands gently, "he said.

“Okay.” Cheng Wan nodded.

“You're pregnant now, throwing up, lamb can't eat. Don't worry, you must tell Uncle Fu what you want to eat.” He grabbed his hand and gently touched Cheng Wan's stomach. His face was full of charity: “You can't starve our baby. ”

Cheng Wantao smiled sweetly: “No, I vomit, but I really want to eat fruit, I won't be hungry for the baby. ”

“Come on, eat the fruit.” Ancient pasture reached out and picked up the fruit to feed Cheng Wan.

This is peeled apple, juicy and crispy, very fresh apple, delicious.

Pastoral looks at Cheng Wan more: “Is it fresh? ”

Cheng Wan nodded, laughing: “Fresh. ”

“Let Uncle Fu buy such apples later. ”

“Well, I'd like to have some more green tea. ”

Ancient pasture picks up a string of green lifts from the fruit tray, one by one, and feeds the mouth of the process.

Cheng Wandou laughed: “Pastoral, I can eat it myself. Gu Shao is looking at us. ”

Pastoral glanced at the couple and said softly: "You wash out the fruit, they can eat it if they like, and pull it down if they don't like. ”

From the beginning to the end, Pastoral Ancient looked at Cheng Wan, and occasionally looked at Gu Zheng. For Song, it can be said that if there is any appearance.

“What else do you like to eat?” After feeding the proposal, Pastoral looked gently at Cheng Wan and asked.

Cheng Wan smiled more: “If I don't eat it, I can't eat it anymore. I brought it out for you, but you gave me so much. ”

“If my wife doesn't eat, how can I eat?” Pastoral drowning rubbing Cheng's hair

After Cheng Wan was pregnant, she straightened her large curly hair. Her long waisted hair was like a waterfall.

She's still so evil, so sweet.

It just gave her a motherly femininity after she got pregnant.

With Pastoral adoration, she now smells like a happy woman inside and out.

Cheng Wandou still lost his memory before realizing it. He was spoiled by the man he liked. This is the smell...

Song Weiwei and Cheng Wandou walked slowly on the ranch.

The wind blew their hair away and their hair danced wildly.