The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian leaned against the chair with a happy smile on his mouth.

If a few years ago he had been told that one day in the future he would be like this, willing to turn around a woman, he might not have believed at all, but now he does.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this life is a bit boring, but for him, it's more than cozy.

“This is a good life. ”

“I think so, too. I think you've lost your temper.” Xiao Qifeng shook his head and smiled.

Joe Tianjin couldn't help but laugh: “Wherever I am, I will be with you when you are in trouble.” They were brothers who could live and die together, and he couldn't do it to put him in danger alone.

Xiao Qifeng nodded, “I believe you. ”

The two men talked in the study for a long time. As they went down, the group of card-makers were still playing cards, and Ning Mengyao was among them, and a stack of silver tickets was piled in front of them.

The royal wind looked at Ning Mengyao without tears: “Why do we have to lose every time Yao plays cards with you?” She's too pitty.

Ning Mengyao frowned and said with a smile: “I'm lucky, I can't help it. ”

Merolyn next door saw his own man like this and gave him a whisper: “You deserve it. ”

“Daughter-in-law, can we still talk?” Even if Ning Mengyao won so many silver tickets, I can't believe her daughter-in-law is cursing me now.

Joe Tian walked up to Ning Mengyao and sat down, reaching for her waist: “Are you tired? ”

“Not tired, I'll split you up later.” Ning Mengyao said with bright eyes.

“Okay.”

Being together makes people feel sweet and tired, makes people feel a little helpless, but more happy.

In the middle of the night, forgiveness is Ning Mengyao's spirit is good, and in the end, he is a little tired of the noise.

“Let's go, wait for them to play and we'll go back to rest.” Looking at Ning Mengyao's unconscious sleep, Qiao Tian punched Yokota and held him up. He spoke to Nangong Yao and went straight back to the yard.

“They sleep with them, we go on.” Xiao Qitian shouted loudly.

Back in the house, Qiao Tianchang took Ning Mengyao to wash first, which put the person in the duvet.

As always, Qiao Tian put his hands on Ning Mengyao's already slightly raised belly, with his mouth slightly hooked: “Baby, I'm Daddy.” Led by Ning Mengyao, Joe Tianjin has now learned to speak to the children in her belly every day.

Today, however, after Joe Tianjin said this, his hand was suddenly touched by something.

Joe Tian was struck like a thunderbolt, his eyes were so big, he couldn't believe it. He looked at his hands: “Yao Yao... he... he moved? ”

Ning Mengyao was amused by the way Qiao Tianchang looked: “Well, it's time to move for more than four months, I just didn't expect the baby to be so generous today. ”

Qiao Tian blinked and still looked stubborn. His hands were still on Ning Mengyao's stomach.

“The baby moves again.” Joe Tian lay down on his bed, looking at his hands, whispering.

Only this time, the baby didn't give it to him, and he didn't move. Just as Joe Tian was disappointed to let go of his hand, it was like he was hit by something.

Joe Tian was very excited: “The baby is moving again, Yao Yao, isn't that why he's coming out? ”

“It's too early to hurt more than five months.” I'd rather Dream Yao lay on the bed and look at Joe Tianjing without sleep. She hasn't really seen him like this. Especially with those bright eyes, it makes her feel a little strange but warm.

It was meant to be a sleepless night for Joe Tianjin because he felt the baby's fetus move.

The next day, after he woke up, he took his homemade notebook and wrote about what had happened yesterday.

It's a habit that happens every day after pregnancy, and that scene yesterday lets the child know how excited his father was when he felt he was expecting him.

Joe Tian sat down and watched Ning Mengyao write his diary. He saw what he had written. He touched his nose with embarrassment: “Will my son ever laugh at me again? ”