Sweet Nothings

In the past few years after the memory was restored, Yan Qing's body has been carefully nursed by Huo Yunshen, and the previous injuries, large and small, have been healed and no traces have been left.

Coupled with the sweet and warm feelings of the husband and wife, her heart is clear and clear, and there is no slight haze. Her physique naturally also improves, and all indicators are above the healthy level.

After confirming the pregnancy, the doctor did a basic examination and determined that the condition was good, so there was no need to give more advice. Mrs. Huo's pregnancy and daily life, without thinking and knowing, must be a miracle.

When Huo Yunshen returned from the hospital that day, he didn’t have a moment of leisure. The environment at home had to be changed. Someone who could easily bump into the area was hired to provide special protection. The dietitian even invited three. He interviewed in person, but the other party was terrified. Except for her family doctor, she chose another experienced female doctor who was only in charge of taking care of her wife during pregnancy and childbirth.

Yan Qing was a little sleepy. When she got home, she was coaxed by her husband. After she got up, she opened the door and was almost scared by the crowd of doctors waiting outside.

Huo Yunshen just explained several kinds of ingredients that would need special supply from abroad for a period of time in the future. When he heard that his wife was awake, she immediately went upstairs and took her hand.

Yan Qing greeted her husband more seriously and cautiously than talking about any major contract. While crying and laughing, he felt sweet and astringent.

He was too nervous.

I can’t blame him for making a fuss, because before leaving the hospital, the nurse gave them a lot of practical precautions for pregnancy, so that they can look at it in their spare time.

On the way back, I turned it over in turn. Finally, there were several pages that objectively noted the damage and risks that pregnancy may cause to pregnant women. Here are a few extreme examples. From seeing this page, my deep expression It's not good, arms around her, and it hurts.

He was too frightened, and now he was afraid of being jealous, and her safety was pushed to the top of her worries.

Yan Qing did not say that he was overreacting, but instead smiled and persuaded: "Her husband, you let everyone go back first. I just did the inspection. The situation is very stable. I don't need special care for the time being."

Huo Yun was deeply worried, his eyebrows twisted.

She shook his hand and whispered softly: "Now there are too many people, but I'm uncomfortable. It's not time to protect animals."

Huo Yunshen was unsteady when she heard that she was uncomfortable, and she dismissed a group of on-call concubines. The family was quiet and quiet, leaving only two young couples.

Yan Qing touched her flat belly, which could no longer be flat. One month was not enough. Even the two bars of the test strips were only light red. She had no real sense of pregnancy, but she worried about her husband.

She hooked Huo Yunshen's finger downstairs: "Let's go shopping in the yard."

Need to do psychological counseling to poor Huo.

Yan Qing walked down the stairs all the way, and looked at the corners of the house that were covered with a very soft anti-collision layer. She couldn't help but smile: "Deeply, I am an adult, and I have a strong mobility. They are so afraid of knocking."

Huo Yunshen should reasonably refute: "Not an adult, you are a child."

Yan Qing teased him with red ears: "Did Mr. Huo make the teenage girl pregnant?"

Huo Yun stared deeply at her eyes, and could not help raising her lips. She picked up the cashmere shawl on the sofa and wrapped it in her, and pulled it to the courtyard: "Yes, beasts are not as good."

Yan Qing fell on his arm with a smile.

Mr. Huo is really, would rather say that he is a beast, but also insist that she is a child.

The early autumn afternoon was still warm, the breeze was soft, and the light golden sunlight was slanted into the green plants of Huo's courtyard, covered with a layer of glittering tulle.

Yan Qing sits on the swing, Huo Yunshen stands behind and pushes her gently.

"Deep you over--" she called him, "sit with me."

The swing was wide enough for two people to sit and hug each other. Yan Qing tilted her head and carefully traced Huo Yunshen's facial features. She said with emotion: "During pregnancy, you don't need to do anything else. Just let me see your face. Bless you. A good-looking child."

Huo Yunshen's eyes lifted slightly: "It's just as pretty?"

Yan Qing paused for a moment before responding. She admitted to Huo Sansui, who didn't turn back into the vinegar tank, and quickly changed her mouth: "It's definitely not the same. My husband is best seen. It's better to have a baby than you."

Mr. Huo slowly hummed, and it was still useful.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand and stroked his reddish eye contour recently because of his restlessness, and softly turned to the topic: "Deeply, I am in good health, I have no bad habits, and the reactions that may occur during pregnancy are normal. Even if something special happens, you have arranged for the best doctor to take care of me, without delay or error, right?"

"Yes."

"So I promise, there are no accidents. The dangers in the booklet will never happen to me," Yan Qing determined, "If you don't take it easy, I will also be sad."

Huo Yun lowered his eyes and pursed his lips slightly: "...Let those people come to see you after three months."

"Before labor."

"...Six months."

Yan Qing didn't argue with him anyway. Anyway, six months later, if she was in good condition, maybe her husband would not force herself.

"Okay-what Mr. Huo said is what."

However, Yan Qing did not expect that when she was six months pregnant, her steady body had unexpectedly fluctuated a little, and she suddenly turned red before falling asleep at night.

Her body was thin, her diet during pregnancy was well controlled, she was still slender and even, her belly size was not big, and her actions in June were considered light, but the sudden bright red still made her panic and failed to stand in the bathroom for a while. stand up.

Less than ten seconds later, Huo Yunshen outside the door realized that it was wrong and pushed the door in, his face pale for a moment.

Yan Qing was taken to the hospital in a groggy state, her hands were cruelly gripped from beginning to end, and her bones were slightly painful, but this pain gave her the greatest stability. She was confused to see Huo Yun's deep red eyes, churning The fear that made her runny.

She held him back with all her strength and mumbled: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm okay."

Yan Qing didn't know how long it had passed. When she recovered, she was lying in the quiet ward. It was late at night, and the infusion tube was ticking.

She just wanted to move, and suddenly felt the power of tightness around her waist.

Yan Qing turned her head and Huo Yunshen was beside her. He was on the hospital bed with him. He had a few tears on his lips. He breathed heavily, and his arms were holding her dead, fearing she would disappear.

Her discomfort has passed, and all the soaring ups are broken.

He was terrified.

Yan Qing posted a note in his arms, Huo Yunshen immediately woke up and shouted "Qing Qing" without waiting to open his eyes.

"I'm here." She whimpered slightly.

Huo Yunshen seemed to be suffocating, staring at her for a few seconds to make sure she really woke up safely, and finally coughed out, holding her trembling kisses.

Yan Qing's situation is not serious, and it is also a common phenomenon in the second trimester. It was only too gentle before, which made this exceptionally dangerous. Although it was not a big deal, the doctor knew that Mrs. Huo was important, and told him not to take it lightly.

Before that, Yan Qing resisted curiosity and insisted that she never asked her child's gender or asked her husband to ask. When she was born, she wanted to come directly to the truth to be revealed. To such a degree of care, in addition to the love for the wife, there must be a child in the belly.

Huo's future heir, can you worry?

She did not shy away, and mentioned "little boy" diligently.

Yan Qing understood, and waited for everyone to leave, grabbing her husband's neck and saying excitedly, "Deeply hear it! Young son! It's a son!"

Huo Yun's deep eyes are still dark, in a madness that cannot be dispersed.

Qing Qing's blood was out of force, and he was carved into his consciousness like a knife. Every time he thought about it, he was terrified of colic.

Even the son who resisted this mother's suffering.

In fact, Yan Qing didn't hurt that day, but Huo Yunshen guarded her yard for a week. After returning home, Yan Qing was completely upgraded to the only treasured animal and was taken care of from morning to night.

She had some insomnia, Huo Yunshen sang to her every night before going to bed.

He is usually a hard-hearted person who never sings anything, but in her ears, her deep voice sings the old song she loves to listen to tirelessly.

Yan Qing murmured with him when he was half asleep and half awake: "Her husband you sing love songs, it is not suitable for your son... want to...sing a few children's songs..."

"Don't sing," he stared at her stubbornly. "I only sing to you, it has nothing to do with others."

Yan Qing touched his hair confusedly: "Little awkward, that's your son."

Huo Yun held her tightly and said dumbly, "No one can do you if you are hurt."

The author has something to say: In fact, for the sake of deepness, all his "female-oriented" love and tenderness come from Qingqing, and only want to come from Qingqing.

If a daughter appears, it is a kind of "burden" for him.

"The childhood version of Xiao Qingqing?"

Mr. Huo's tortuous heart will have a sense of encroachment on Qingqing's rights and interests, and most of them will frown and reject.

I think the parent-child relationship he needs more is "male-oriented". As a boy, he has never received the love and care of him. This empty hole, I want to let him belong to the boy.

No one except Qingqing thought he was good.

Then the little boy conceived by Qing Qing will raise his head, wide open his eyes, and worship his father with milk and milk.

Just as he was young, he got the affection he had longed for.

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In addition, it is awkward for a few days.

The little guy will clenched his little fist with milk fragrance: "Dad, I'm super good!"