when i got pregnant with the last god cub

With a generation of sun people keeping a low profile, this bitterly cold winter has also come to an end.

The arrival of early spring made Fat Li very excited, especially when several peach trees downstairs happened to be in bloom.

So every morning when Song Cheng woke up, he could see one or two pink peach blossoms with spring dew next to his pillow.

And after the flower delivery guy finished picking the flowers, he retracted his head and body into the young man's arms again like a normal person.

As soon as Song Cheng woke up, it also raised its head slowly, its eyes rolled round and round, with a look of "what a coincidence".

Although Zheng Yanxu had warned it many times not to allow this guy to go to bed, Fat Li relied on the backing of someone behind her, and quarreled with the man even more aggressively.

Compared to a series of cooing owls, Zheng Yanxu really couldn't be more noisy than it.

At this time, Fat Pear will proudly stick out her small chest and show off desperately.

And this proud end is that the windows in the house always make a bang.

Then a bird slowly slid down against the glass wall, looking as if it wanted to cry but had no tears.

Song Cheng got up as usual, picked up the peach blossom beside the pillow carefully, then put on his slippers and ran downstairs, calling the man's name while walking.

Zheng Yanxu is cooking for his wife and children in the kitchen, and his daily routine starts with a rich breakfast.

Sometimes when a man is in a good mood, he will also prepare some food for Fat Pear, although it seems a bit casual.

"Old Zheng, Old Zheng."

Holding his growing belly in one hand and the peach blossoms from Pangli in the other, Song Cheng came down the stairs at a not slow speed.

The man turned over the bacon that was fried until it was golden brown, and the look of his head almost scared his soul away.

"Slow down!" Zheng Yanxu put on a straight face, and hurried to catch him.

And the young man who didn't know the importance was still hugging his husband's neck, smiling happily.

"Okay, don't look at my heavy body, I walk really briskly!"

Song Cheng glared at him, "I love you so much, you don't want me to suffer."

"Hurry up, Fat Pear picked two more flowers for me today,"

He finally remembered the business, poked the man's arm, and handed over the two peaches with trembling petals.

"When our son is born, maybe there will be a box full of dried flowers."

Song Cheng looked at the man's helpless but doting eyes, but the fresh and tender peach blossom quietly changed in Zheng Yanxu's hands.

The petals are still alive, and even the looming spring dew still seems to be hanging on it, but luckily compared to other brothers and sisters, they will never wither.

Zheng Yanxu stopped their time completely, just to satisfy the birth gift that Song Cheng wanted to give their son.

The youth wants to give this spring and tenderness to Zai Zai together, with the joy of Fat Pear.

According to his current figure, the frequency of walking downstairs is less and less, and the frequency of standing by the window and looking out is more and more.

Fat Li, a clever little guy, quickly understood Song Cheng's desire, so when the young man woke up the next day, he almost thought he was still in a dream.

The bed between him and Zheng Yanxu was covered with peach blossoms in full bloom, shining brightly.

The soft petals were against his face, with the slight spring chill in the morning, Fat Li stood on the window sill fluttering his wings excitedly, as if begging for praise.

Song Cheng was instantly moved, even though it was only for a few minutes.

Because when he got up, he found that this child had almost ruined the entire neighborhood just to behave once.

Looking at the bare peach blossom trees with only leaves and branches, Song Cheng really couldn't laugh.

Especially the security guard downstairs who came to work at the right time, looked at the few peach trees that had finally bloomed with grief, and shouted:

"Which one who suffered a thousand knives gave me all the flowers?"

"Sin of a crime!!!"

Fat Li's fluttering wings froze, and she retracted her neck embarrassingly, burying her head on the young man's stomach, with a guilty conscience.

Song Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, he could only pat it on the head, what else could he do, he could only let the child's father beat him.

So Zheng Yanxu had no choice but to go downstairs with a sullen face, explaining to the neighbors who surrounded him that the dog at home was ignorant and would climb trees and eat flowers.

The neighbors looked confused, what kind of dog can climb trees?

However, the man has a serious face, even if he starts to talk nonsense, he is still very interesting.

Song Cheng stood upstairs, watching the man with a calm and calm face talking nonsense, and couldn't help but cover his face.

It's... embarrassing.

Zheng Yanxu was not only talking nonsense, he also acted like a normal person, glancing at the young man upstairs from time to time.

He even winked at Song Cheng maliciously, which made Song Cheng blush in shame.

After the man finished the matter, the first thing he did was to slap Fat Li's rare breed dog up the window.

And the peach blossoms on that bed, before Song Cheng remembered it, they withered after being left alone.

The young man felt it was a pity, but he couldn't regret it for a few days, and more peach trees downstairs bloomed one after another, as if they were vying for each other.

Although the man apologized, he bought more plants and brought them over, so besides the splendid winter jasmine and peach blossoms downstairs, there were also many white and elegant Xifu crabapples and camellias.

With the lesson learned this time, Fat Li never dared to loot the entire community like a flower picker.

It is like a thief, every day before dawn, it quietly opens the window with its claws, and then goes down to pick up one or two flowers.

During this process, if you meet a few old men who get up early and take a walk, don't mention how exciting it is.

Now it is also a well-known rare breed dog, and it has become a big star in the owl world. If you are not careful when you go out, you will be stolen (reported) and photographed (police).

Song Cheng put the dried flowers he got into a long white gift box, Zheng Yanxu glanced at him and frowned:

"Chengcheng is coming to eat soon."

What's the matter, the child is treated like this before it's born, so if it's after birth...

Eighty percent of the eyes, only one is for him.

Thinking of this possibility, the man was secretly unhappy.

"I'm coming."

The young man agreed readily, but came slowly, until Zheng Yanxu couldn't help but want to get started, and he walked slowly with his stomach in his hands.

Looking at the man's eyes are clear and bright, as bright as stars.

He sat down obediently, and then said with expectant eyes and a soft voice:

"Yan Xu, after dinner, can you accompany me to make some clothes for Zaier?"

"Being a...mother for the first time, it's more meaningful to do it yourself, okay?"

The young man was a little embarrassed. This was his first and last time. Since he wanted to do it, he must do his best.

What's more, the child's room is all made by a man. Every time Song Cheng thinks about it, he feels a burning sensation in his heart.

Countless thoughts flashed through Zheng Yanxu's mind, and I knew he still couldn't do without me, and still needed me.

Even though it's for the child... But it doesn't matter, the child is his own after all, if it hurts occasionally, it's fine.

The man was reluctant to persuade himself, and more often he fell headlong into the point that young people pay too much attention to children.

After drinking the jar of vinegar, he quietly snorted.

Song Cheng: "?" Don't you want to do it?

Sure enough, no matter how powerful a man is, he can't escape manual needlework.

The young man looked slightly disappointed, Zheng Yanxu saw it, and quickly explained:

"Do it, I didn't say I don't want to." It's just that it's not for him, the man groaned in his heart.

Song Cheng didn't see it at all, and said with a smile:

"Okay, I happen to have bought too much cloth, and if I've made enough, I'll make one for you as well."

"Really?" The man's eyes lit up instantly.

What a nice wife, he loves his wife.

The author has something to say: Zai Zai: Dad is so pitiful, use the leftover fabric... (voice gradually decreases)

Lao Zheng (face turns green): What do you know about a kid, special love for special me, don’t you know?

Fat Pear: I don’t know if I am a dog, but you are a real dog anyway!