ABO: Mr. He's wife is too sweet and clingy

Because Yi Miao was pregnant, the bedroom was decorated in milky yellow, which looked sweet and cute.

Yi Miao was carried into the bedroom, and He Xiangyu made him a pillow, and made him lie down obediently, ready to let him sleep. Recently, he would accompany Yi Miao until he fell asleep before leaving.

His pink and white face gradually turned a little crimson. He thought that his husband was willing to spend more time with him now, and felt that the relationship between the two of them had improved.

He Xiangyu looked at him. An obedient little man was lying on the bed. Because the room was not cold, the air conditioner and floor heat were particularly strong. The quilt was made of silk, not as thick as a cotton quilt.

With Yi Miao covering her body, she could clearly see a small arc on her lower abdomen, a standard cute male mother, He Xiangyu only felt his heart itch when he looked at it.

He thought for a while, stretched out his hand and pinched it, "Why are you looking at me, don't you sleep?" He pinched Yi Miao's face. Although Yi Miao was thinner, she had a standard baby face.

It's so cute, when He Xiangyu pinches it, it's as soft as a cotton candy. If you smell it close, you can definitely smell the intoxicating fragrance of Milanese flowers on him.

Yi Miao blinked, he felt He Xiangyu pinch him, smiled, his dimples were sweet, and his voice was sticky, "Because Mr. is also looking at me..."

He Xiangyu's heart was going to be drunk from hearing the voice, his wife is too cute, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent!

He Xiangyu cleared his throat, trying to keep some sense for himself, because he was so cute, Yi Miao tugged at the corner of his clothes, holding his pajamas with pink and white fingertips, with almond eyes and long eyelashes, he looked so obedient.

He Xiangyu thought about it, and there was nothing wrong with staying with him for a while, "Hurry up and go to bed, what time is it, if you don't sleep, there are still people going to sleep." He Xiangyu touched his face, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.

Yi Miao just felt sweet in his heart, "Mr. is with me, I am happy... I can't sleep anymore..." He bit his lower lip and smiled, with small white teeth and crooked eyes, "I like Mr. to accompany me... "

I like being with him... Yi Miao likes it.

Tucked the corner of the quilt for someone, and said softly, "I will accompany you, so go to bed quickly."

He Xiangyu is not very good at this kind of expression, because he always says the wrong thing, so he is relatively less talkative, sometimes Yi Miao will digest it for a long time by himself like a cheapskate after he speaks.

So Mr. He has a long memory, and he was not a talkative person, so he stayed by the bed and waited for someone to sleep.

Yi Miao picked up a book from the bedside, handed it to He Xiangyu, and said tentatively, "I watched TV and said that babies like to listen to stories, saying... prenatal education is still very important."

This book is very new, and Yi Miao doesn't read it very often. After all, it is a product of passionate purchase while watching TV. After buying it, it has been kept on her bedside, and she rarely reads it.

Because most of the stories in it are not new, I have heard them when I was a child, and Yi Miao knows that the fairy tales are all for coaxing children, so I don’t read many of them, but I just think the quality of this book is good, Occasionally, I see it next to my bed, and I feel very happy.

A very thick fairy tale book, the one with rich pictures and texts, He Xiangyu thought it was cute, so he said, "How big of a man is it to read this kind of book, isn't it childish?"

"..."

Yi Miao thought how gentle Mr. He is today. It seems that he thought too much. He doesn't have much communication with He Xiangyu. If the baby in his stomach is removed, it will be as innocent as water without beaten eggs. Soup.

There is no wave or color at all, it is very flat, sometimes Yi Miao wants to make some candy by herself, to find the waves of their married life, and work hard to boil the water by herself, but He Xiangyu will always go inside on time Pour cold water.

Yi Miao feels uncomfortable, I don't know why, pregnancy is a time when I love to think too much.

"Then don't read it... I've read it all, it's just for coaxing the baby..."

He Xiangyu felt that the atmosphere was weird, so he cleared his throat, "I didn't say no to reading."

Mr. He is a typical person who dislikes being upright. He said that Yi Miao was naive, but he actually opened the book, trying to find a bedtime story that sounded good.

"Want to hear something?"

"It's fine..." Actually, I don't want to hear the story, but I just want to hear Mr. He talk to me more, I want to hear more of his voice, that's all.

He is still happy in his heart, with ups and downs every day, but fortunately, Yi Miao has good self-regulation ability and slow response. He can always reflect and digest himself very well, and then make up a scene in his own brain. Mr. likes me drama code.

In his eyes, this kind of married life is not bitter at all, at least it is much better than at home before. The people in the family, parents or aunts, are all focused on his younger brother, so he must be more inclined to Mr. Myself.

Although the husband is always indifferent to himself, and occasionally says some unpleasant things, but he knows that this person will spare his working time to accompany him to go shopping in the supermarket, and he will also buy something according to his own temperament. Heap of small peach toys.

He Xiangyu turned up a story, which is a very simple bedtime reading. The mother lamb is pregnant, and the father lamb is by her side every day. In the end, the mother sheep gave birth to two lambs. Even if the wolf comes, the father sheep is still To protect their family.

"Father Sheep seldom talks, but he loves Mother Sheep very much, because he knows that Mother Sheep is always by his side..."

"Sir, why doesn't Father Sheep like to talk?"

He Xiangyu thought for a while, he wondered in his heart, how could he know what a virtual character in a fairy tale was thinking?He just said casually, "I probably scratched my tongue while grazing, it hurts to speak, and the sheep can't speak at all."

Come on, Mr. He, this is a fairy tale.

Is there anything wrong with following Yi Miao a little bit?He Xiangyu's speech made Yi Miao amused. He never thought that Mr. He would still tell such a cold joke.

Pursing his lips and laughing endlessly, He Xiangyu is still hesitating whether to continue reading. After all, he thinks, why does the more he reads this person, the more energetic he becomes?

"Still listening?"

Yi Miao suppressed a smile, "Listen..."

"Is it that funny? Fairy tale books are not nutritious, so read less in the future."

Yi Miao rubbed her stomach, pouted her lips aggrievedly, her pink lips were a little wet because she had licked them, "It's not for me, it's for the baby..."

He Xiangyu sighed, and didn't say anything else. After all, what else can I do? Read it.