President, do you want a date?

Song Jingyu listened very carefully to Lin Chuyang's instructions on what to pay attention to when she was about to get pregnant. If she had a small notebook in her hand, Song Jingyu must be writing down these things.

Looking at Yu Zhehan who took good care of Lin Chuyang, Song Jingyu couldn't help laughing and said, "Boss Yu's caring skills can be tested for research."

Hearing this, Yu Zhehan smiled and handed Song Jingyu a glass of water with brown sugar in his hand, "Don't worry, I think Lin Chuting is not much worse than me."

After drinking the water, Song Jingyu chatted with Lin Chuyang for a while, and then went back with Lin Chuting.

After the visit, Lin Chuting drove Song Jingyu to a big shopping mall and bought a lot of things. Then Lin Chuting insisted on carrying these things back into the car by himself.

During this period, Song Jingyu wanted to reach out to help him get some, but Lin Chuting firmly refused on the grounds that he was pregnant, so Song Jingyu could only watch him with both hands full of things and two bags hanging around his neck. With a strange posture, he went back to the underground garage to put things.

After returning home, Lin Chuting put those things back in an orderly manner, and then took out a few soft foam boards from a bag. This is what Song Jingyu didn't understand the most. What are these things used for? Lin Chuting told him with actions.

I saw him take a pair of scissors from the shelf and cut them into a rectangle about the size of a handboard, and then stick those foam rectangles on the table, chair...

Where there are corners, whether they are sharp or obtuse, they are covered with foam boards.

Song Jingyu watched helplessly as Lin Chuting, who was full of interest and patience, pasted all the corners with colorful foam boards. The original monotonous and simple interior design was extraordinarily warm because of the decoration of these foam boards.

Seeing Lin Chuting standing aside after finishing his work, Song Jingyu walked over and couldn't help but said, "This little thing won't come out until eight or nine months away, why are you in such a hurry to get something like this?"

"It's not because of the baby, it's because of you." Lin Chuting reached out and hugged Song Jingyu in his arms, rubbing his head against Song Jingyu's neck.

"Because of me?" Song Jingyu was stunned for a moment and then immediately retorted: "I'm not a baby, how could I bump into bumps everywhere!"

Hearing the rebuttal from the man in his arms, Lin Chuting looked at him dotingly and said, "Haven't you heard that you have been pregnant for three years? And in my heart, you are also a baby."

As he spoke, Lin Chuting picked up Song Jingyu and quickly walked into the room.

Before Song Jingyu realized it, he was already on the bed.

Looking at Lin Chuting's increasingly dangerous eyes, he coughed lightly as if thinking of something, propped up his upper body with his arms, and approached Lin Chuting actively.

There was still ten centimeters between their faces, and Song Jingyu stopped.

Seeing Song Jingyu who didn't move forward, Lin Chuting was so anxious that he wanted to act on his own, so he lowered his head and wanted to kiss Song Jingyu's lips.

Just when Lin Chuting's lips were about to touch his, Song Jingyu, who wanted to die, said very gently and proudly, "Didn't Lin always forget that I'm pregnant now? The doctor told me that I can't have any sexual intercourse within these three months." Activities~"

Hearing that Lin Chuting really stopped, looking at the delicious food that was right in front of him but couldn't eat, Lin Chuting was puzzled.

Song Jingyu, who originally thought he would be deflated and get up, didn't expect that Lin Chuting's expression would just freeze for a few seconds, and then return to the same expression just now.

"Well, since certain activities cannot be held, some activities can still be carried out..." Lin Chuting looked at Song Jingyu with a malicious expression.

Sensing the look in his eyes, Song Jingyu couldn't help swallowing, with some inexplicable regret, he asked tremblingly: "You, what do you want!"

Lin Chuting didn't speak, but told him with actions what he was going to do.

Lin Chuting suddenly leaned down and kissed him on the lips. The domineering and longing kiss made Song Jingyu unable to resist for a while, and quickly patted Lin Chuting's shoulder in an attempt to make him lighten it up.

But gradually, Song Jingyu didn't have the strength to pat Lin Chuting's shoulder any more, so he could only lower his hands and silently bear the kiss that seemed to take his breath away.

Just when Song Jingyu was about to lose oxygen and his eyes were black, Lin Chuting finally let go of his lips.Song Jingyu quickly took small mouthfuls of fresh air, and his eyes were covered with a thin mist, which made Lin Chuyang almost overwhelmed and went straight to the gun.

Forcibly regaining his sanity, Lin Chuting took Song Jingyu's hand and drew his hand down, then lowered his head and rubbed against Song Jingyu's neck, his hoarse voice almost made Song Jingyu lose himself.

"Baby, can you help me?" Lin Chuting said.

Sensing the heat in his hands, Song Jingyu couldn't help but want to stop, but was pulled by Lin Chuting.

Listening to the tall man buried in his neck constantly flattering him, and with a coquettish tone, Song Jingyu couldn't bear to refuse him for a while, so he could only nod.

The matter that I thought would be over soon, two hours were about to pass, Song Jingyu's hands were so sore that he didn't want to move, and it was still not resolved, Song Jingyu regretted agreeing to this well-dressed beast to do such a thing.

After finally solving the problem, Lin Chuting carried Song Jingyu to the toilet to wash his hands, and happily kissed Song Jingyu's clean little hand, "My wife is really amazing."

Song Jingyu raised the corners of his mouth and then put down his expression of not wanting to pay attention to Lin Chuting.

Now that Lin Chuting has solved it, what about him?

What will he do?

Song Jingyu finally realized what it means to do something to oneself, what it means to draw fire on one's body.

In the end, he was full of pride and lost to the man who could act like a baby...

However, the baby in the stomach is quite good. His pregnancy reaction was a little more serious in the first few days. After that, Song Jingyu can eat a lot of food, and he won't throw up like other pregnant women, or lose his appetite to eat. .

Besides eating a lot, Song Jingyu also slept a lot.Song Jingyu, who went to bed very early at night, didn't get up until noon.

Lin Chuting was afraid that Song Jingyu would have trouble moving, so he hired a nanny to take care of Song Jingyu's three meals a day and the housework at home.With the company of the nanny, Lin Chuting felt much more at ease.

Song Jingyu lived like a pig like this, but because Song Jingyu has never gained weight since he was a child, no matter how much he eats, he will still not gain weight. This makes Lin Chuting wonder whether Song Jingyu does not eat for sleep every day.

After all, after raising it for so long, apart from the extra mass of meat in the stomach, it is still so thin.

Later, when he realized that it was due to Song Jingyu's physical problems, Lin Chuting breathed a sigh of relief, and finally stopped forcing Song Jingyu to take all kinds of weird supplements.