Pregnant with a small cannon fodder cub in the best abuse text

The four-month obstetric inspection project included a large number of abnormalities, which was cautious and complicated. In addition to Shao Tingfeng's genetic testing, the hospital opened a green channel for them to speed up the obstetric inspection process.

Because the results of the previous NT examination were not satisfactory, today Cheng Fei underwent DNA non-invasive and Tang screening at the same time to check whether the baby has any defects. Fortunately, everything is normal.

Although Shao Tingfeng was injured some time ago and his life was irregular, his physical foundation was superior to that of ordinary boys, and both of them passed the test easily.

In the consulting room, Shao Tingfeng saw the video of Cheng Fei's pregnant belly and baby for the first time.

Cheng Fei lay on the bed and gave him a sideways glance. Although a little ashamed, she still lifted her clothes to reveal her slightly curved belly, and let the doctor apply coupling agent on it.Every time the doctor moved the probe, Shao Tingfeng, who was sitting next to him, could see the obedient little guy inside.

When Dr. Zhang explained to them which is an arm and which is a leg, he sat upright, with a serious expression and restrained joy, and he was more focused than listening to lectures in class

"The baby is a bit thin, but it has everything it needs and is very healthy." Dr. Zhang said with a smile, "It seems that Xiao Shao is taking good care of it."

It was rare to be praised, Shao Tingfeng straightened his back like an elementary school student who was praised by the teacher, and after a while, he put his hands in his pockets again, and turned his face away to cover up.

Cheng Fei curled his lips, and just about to complain, he saw that Xiao Cannon Fodder's cheek was a little weird. Looking at it from his own perspective, there was a small bump on one side of his face—the location and shape of the small bump Very familiar, it is the muscles used to control certain micro-expressions. In front of Cheng Fei, who has drawn countless portraits, this little concealment is useless.

...So this little cannon fodder is snickering.

He could almost imagine what a silly expression it was.

Cheng Fei's lips moved, and he swallowed his complaints.

When Dr. Zhang finished his examination and signaled that he could get dressed, Cheng Fei pulled the paper aside and raised his chin to Shao Tingfeng: "Wipe it clean for me."

Shao Tingfeng was a little surprised. After all, the other party had banned him for a long time since the last time he was presumptuous.

Cheng Fei: "Hurry up, or I'll regret it."

How could Shao Tingfeng make him go back on his word? He took out a pack of tissues and carefully wiped off the slippery and cold gel on his stomach.A faint blush appeared on a handsome face that was slightly haggard from staying up late.

After wiping, he retracted his hand politely, and did not eat tofu like last time.

Be as good as if the little bastard who forced him to come in that night didn't exist!

Cheng Fei's heart was softened by his weak and pitiful appearance. When Dr. Zhang got up to prepare for other projects, he whispered to Shao Tingfeng: "Did you feel that on the screen just now, little guy What does it look like shrunk?"

Shao Ting frowned: "What does it look like?"

"Like snails in snail soup."

Shao Tingfeng immediately gave a look of disapproval, he thought it was very cute, not like a snail.

Cheng Fei didn't wait for him to open his mouth to refute, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved with joy: "I've decided, his nickname is Xiaoluosi!"

Shao Tingfeng's gaze turned blankly, nickname?

Cheng Fei blinked and said briskly, "Daddy little snail, what do you think?"

Shao Tingfeng's brain, which was a little hypoxic due to lack of sleep, was almost brain-dead on the spot because of the phrase "little snail daddy".Even the big event of the baby being unilaterally given a baby name didn't make his brain work again.

Although Cheng Fei has already used actions to show that he is accepting his identity as the child's other father, but verbally said that it has never happened once, but now in the consulting room, after watching the baby's video, he got approval.

At only 20 years old, he accepted a title that he had never thought of before, but he thought it was... nice.

When Dr. Zhang packed up his things and came in, what he saw was Cheng Fei laughing happily, while Shao Tingfeng was blushing, but was so shut up that he couldn't say a word.Although both of them had childish looks on their faces and they were not standing close to each other, the atmosphere was more harmonious than many couples who came for the birth checkup.

Doctor Zhang stroked his non-existent long beard: "The next item."

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Despite the green channel, the prenatal inspection still lasted from morning to night.Except for the small size of the fetus, Cheng Fei's physical values ​​finally returned to the level of a normal male, and he was in good spirits after several tubes of blood were drawn; on the contrary, Shao Tingfeng, who the doctor said was in good shape, because of continuous staying up late and the excessive consumption of brain cells today, In the evening, he was drowsy and yawned again and again.

Seeing Xiao Cannon Fodder's dull eyes and frivolous steps, Cheng Fei paid the hospital the 200 million formula fee he had just received from Uncle Shi, and dragged him to the parking lot.

Not long after driving, Shao Tingfeng was sitting in the co-pilot seat, and Cheng Fei rolled his seat down to let him fall asleep.The car looked tattered and dilapidated, but the interior was particularly comfortable. Shao Tingfeng was lying on his back with his head tilted in his direction, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Taking advantage of the traffic lights, Cheng Fei glanced to the side and saw his thin lips smacked under his tall nose bridge, and vaguely discerned three words: "Little snail."

Cheng Fei: "Pfft."

Is this the little snail dreaming of food, or the little snail in his stomach?

He originally wanted to drive back to school quickly, but for some reason, he gradually slowed down and began to drive around the southern Shanghai area leisurely.

"Let you sleep again, lest you go back and stay up late."

Shao Tingfeng's eyelids blinked slightly, it was almost impossible to check.

The night scene in the southern part of Shanghai is not that prosperous, and Cheng Fei doesn't have that many artistic cells to appreciate the scenery of the suburbs, so he went around, and the steering wheel unconsciously turned towards the direction with dense lights, and then he found himself driving in the southern part of the city and The boundary of another city.

Seeing the instructions on the road signs, the slightly familiar words, Cheng Fei narrowed his eyes slightly.

——This seems to be near the address of the community given by the rich father.

Sure enough, after driving forward for a certain distance, I looked up and saw a small-scale community in front of me. The distance between the floors was wide, and the floors were not as high as many of the current communities. The appearance is not exaggerated, and the gray exterior wall Rustic and minimalist.Next to the community is a huge municipal park, which seems to have a sense of peace and tranquility.

Cheng Fei walked around the community a few times, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the community was quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. Then he thought about its location. There was a large general hospital in front, and Nanguo Obstetrics and Gynecology in the back. Although there was no subway entrance, the traffic It is also well-connected, so I suddenly understood why the rich father would live in such a place.

If there is a small wife at home, there is simply nothing more suitable for raising a baby than here.

Look, how moist his little wife is!

Cheng Fei thought sourly, leaned the car next to the municipal park, secretly checked the transaction price of this Provence community, and then shut himself up after a few glances.

Heh, the world of novels is amazing, and the house price is comparable to X2 in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.It's fine that the average price in Provence is expensive, and they are all large flats. He has to sell a lot of snail noodles to afford it.At least for a few years, he and the little guy in his belly should not expect to live in such a community.

Cheng Fei sighed faintly, and was about to put down his phone to step on the accelerator again, when the reminder from the courier company came over again.

[Your express shipment with order number XXXXX has not been accepted, and it will soon be converted into a problematic shipment, and you need to pay a certain amount of detention fee...]

Cheng Fei was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why the father of a local tyrant disappeared offline and online at the same time. Even if he was too busy to pick up the courier, it would not be difficult for the little wife to go downstairs to pick it up, right?

Is it...

Before he could think about "could it be", there were two more humming sounds in the quiet interior of the car, and a light came on from the storage compartments on the co-pilot and driver's seats.Shao Tingfeng put the phone there again, with the screen facing up.I didn't feel it during the day, but now that it's night, the light is particularly obvious, piercing Cheng Fei's eyes slightly.

He didn't have much interest in the privacy of the little cannon fodder, but it really couldn't be ignored, so he couldn't help raising his eyes, and casually glanced at the storage compartment.

Shao Tingfeng seemed unsuspecting of him. Although there was a password lock, the short reminder function of the message was not turned off, and he could clearly see the words on it.

[Package express assistant: Your express shipment with order number XXXXX has been detained, please go through the procedures for releasing the detention as soon as possible, and pay the storage fee of XX yuan...]

Because the message is a little long, the content behind it is folded, but the general meaning is clear at a glance.

Cheng Fei froze for a moment, feeling that the arrangement of the numbers looked familiar.

He subconsciously squinted his eyes, raised his finger slightly, and wanted to swipe a short reminder. The next second, another reminder popped up on the phone.

[Low battery, shutting down...]

Cheng Fei:! ! !

No, you wait!

Accompanied by a loud "Ding Dong", the mobile phone that had been outside all day turned off under his nose.

The shutdown prompt is very loud, and it is not affected by the mute command. The ding-dong sound is particularly obvious in a quiet car.Shao Tingfeng in the passenger seat was obviously awakened by the movement, his body froze, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little dull. When he saw the Provence community and the municipal park in front of him, the focus of his eyes gradually came together, but he turned his face calmly and asked, "Fei Fei, why are you here?"

Cheng Fei was still trying to replay the arrangement of numbers just now in his mind. If he could listen carefully, he could hear a trace of nervousness in Shao Tingfeng's nasal voice.

Not fear, but anticipation.

It's a pity that he was too focused and didn't pay attention to Shao Tingfeng's obviously wrong tone.The express delivery order number is as long as [-] to [-] digits, even if he has the best memory, he can't remember it. After a while, Cheng Fei said absently: "No, just open it casually."

Shao Tingfeng's eyes fell on his face, and he felt that his face was a little tense, so he asked, "Are you tired? Let me drive."

"No need." Cheng Fei frowned, turned his hand, he turned the steering wheel several times, and the car turned around.

The return journey is to return to the main road in a circle from Provence.When passing by the entrance gate, Shao Tingfeng asked casually, "Is this neighborhood nice?"

Cheng Fei was still recalling the string of numbers, and deserved to be very careless: "It looks good."

"Like it?"

Cheng Fei: "I like it, but it's too expensive..."

He responded casually, and then felt that the conversation was weird, so he turned his head and looked at Shao Tingfeng suspiciously.

Little Cannon Fodder's expression was indifferent, with the cuteness of just waking up, and his voice was not as youthful as usual, but rather hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Fei turned his eyes back to the front, took a deep breath, and let go of the weirdness in his mind: "It's nothing, go back now."

Shao Tingfeng wanted to say a few more words to him, but after Cheng Fei returned to the main road, the speed of the car suddenly increased, and the scenery on both sides of the road was moving backwards rapidly.Worried that his words would distract him, Shao Tingfeng had no choice but to keep silent.

When Cheng Fei was racing, the cell phone in the storage grid hit the inner wall several times, making a small ringing sound.Shao Tingfeng picked it up and pressed the button casually, only to realize that his mobile phone had been turned off because it ran out of battery.

When he caught a glimpse of the little cannon fodder trying to turn on the machine from the corner of his eye, Cheng Fei licked his lips, hesitant to speak.

After several failed startups, Shao Tingfeng had no choice but to put it down, closed his eyes again, and continued to catch up on sleep.

After returning to school, Cheng Fei did not drive to the garage in front of the dormitory building immediately, but stopped at the entrance. He coughed hard, and the little cannon fodder beside him was woken up by him, struggling to open a gap in his narrow eyes.

Of course, the more you sleep, the better you sleep. Although his eyes are half-opened, but his consciousness has not fully returned, he heard Cheng Fei hesitantly ask: "Do you have any express stranded? Do you want to get it now?" ?”

Shao Tingfeng opened his eyes with difficulty. Sure enough, he saw the express cabinet in front of him. He subconsciously shook his head and corrected: "It's not an ordinary express, it's a gift."

In the next second, he woke up with a start and looked at Cheng Fei fixedly.

Cheng Fei was startled for a moment by his sudden widening eyes, and saw that half of Shao Tingfeng's sideways face was in the light and half in the shadows. Suddenly, he thought of an inappropriate poem for no reason: "I still hold the pipa half covered noodle."

There is something in the mind, ready to come out.

The author has something to say: the baby’s nickname is Little Snail Hehehehehe, the big snail is frantically testing on the verge of losing its vest, and is already mentally prepared to be fried, baked, stewed and boiled

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The author's old shoulder and neck problem has recurred in the past two days. It may be that the coding time was a bit long a while ago (the speed is low, and it takes a long time to code a chapter). Forgive me for taking a short break today. It hurts so much that I can't bear it. Prepare Buy a legendary mechanical keyboard and try it