The world is waiting for the president to kick me

Chapter 1995 Her Anxiety

"Eh, how did you know?"

Tong Luoning was slightly surprised, then turned to Xiong Jingling with her eyes closed and her chin rubbed.

"Hey, you two have such a rich topic of conversation."

"...No, I didn't say that." Xiong Jingling raised her hand innocently.

And from last night to now, she didn't have many chances to talk about this with Jiang Yiting at all.

This guy spends almost all of his time using that wedding gift from her...

Thinking of the scene where he was drenched in sweat last night and immersed himself in it, Xiong Jingling's earlobes blushed silently.

Jiang Yiting glanced at his shy wife, and the corners of his mouth curled up frivolously, "No one told me, it's not difficult to guess."

He stuffed it into his pocket with one hand, "After all, there is no one around Lingling who can come up with such a bad idea, except you."

Tong Luoning clenched his fists, "Lao Ma, don't think that you can yell at me as you like now that you have successfully become the man of my elf. Be careful not to offend me. I will let the elf punish you severely, such as kneeling on the keyboard!"

Hearing this, Xiong Jingling was extremely ashamed.

She whispered in Tong Luoning's ear, "Bai Xiaoning, you are too overestimating me, maybe I'm the one kneeling on the keyboard, hey!"

"How could it be?" Tong Luoning said in a confident tone, "Don't worry, the old horse is not willing to let you kneel, even if you want to kneel, you must use something else to kneel."

Very good, seeing Tong Luoning winking at her, Xiong Jingling didn't need to think, she could probably guess what she wanted to express.

Jiang Yiting touched his chin, Di Yechen sighed helplessly, walked over, and motioned to him, "Give them a place to chat, I'll go out with you for a while."

"Row."

The two men went out, and they let go completely.

Xiong Jingling looked around the room, "Am I a son?"

"I was taken by the nanny to sleep in the small room next to me. My husband is always worried that the baby will disturb me by crying, so he won't let him stay here any longer."

Tong Luoning gestured and asked the servant to bring the child over.

Xiong Jingling smiled, "Isn't Young Master Di feeling sorry for you, afraid that you will be tired? How about it, does your wound still hurt?"

"Well, I've basically been lying in the corpse for half a month, and the incision has healed very smoothly, and it's all right now." Tong Luoning lifted up his clothes to show Xiong Jingling.

Sure enough, the laparotomy scar across the lower abdomen has healed.

Xiong Jingling stared at it without blinking, "Bai Xiaoning, you don't seem to have a single stretch mark on your stomach, isn't it great?"

Ever since Bai Xiaoning became pregnant, more or less, when she browsed pregnancy-related content or cold knowledge, Xiong Jingling would stop and look at it, and then share it with her.

In her memory, the Mother's Day special that she had seen before was a close-up photo of the belly taken by those mothers. Many mothers who had just given birth had scary centipede-like marks on their stomachs.

Those are stretch marks.

Tong Luoning nodded, "Yeah, I know, I was also scared at the beginning, I would grow those things, and I didn't have the nerve to say it at that time, in fact, when the baby was five or six months old, I was anxious for a while. For a while."

Xiong Jingling was startled, "Anxious?"

"Yeah." She confessed frankly, "I didn't see those pictures on the Internet, and saw those novice mothers after giving birth, their stomachs were like suffocated balls, a pile of fat and stretch marks, I was very scared."

(End of this chapter)