After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Although it is a revisit of the old place, the situation is different, the relationship between the two people is also different, and the natural state of mind is completely different.

The current relationship is much closer than before, although it is not very close, but at least it is not so rigid.

It was getting late, and I was in a hurry to eat again. Naturally, it was impossible to fish leisurely by myself like the previous time, and then wait for the chef to cook the fruits of my labor. I could only eat ready-made ones.

On the way, Fu Juntong had already called and made reservations for dinner tonight. Although he lost the fun of fishing by himself, simply enjoying delicious food was also a pleasant thing.

Han Qi has actually wanted to eat for a long time. He was not a greedy person before, but now, whenever he thinks of something, he has to eat it.

But he was too embarrassed to bring it up, especially when there was already an aunt at home who was cooking, and taking care of the meals was already very good, so how could he ask for so much.

But now that Fu Juntong said he wanted to come to the villa, Han Qi just went along with the flow and fulfilled his wish.

Same as last time, still familiar room.

When we arrived, the dishes were already set on the table. There were quite a few dishes, but not a lot of portions. It was just right for two people.

Fu Juntong was afraid that Han Qi would eat too much and his stomach would feel uncomfortable at night, so he didn't dare to order too much. If he likes it, he can come here often in the future. Can.

It is still a little restraint now, don't eat too much, if you are hungry at night, there are still some dumplings and wontons frozen in the refrigerator in the villa, you can cook some when you get home.

Han Qi didn't think much about it. He was already very hungry, so he didn't talk much during the meal, and focused on eating.

Fu Juntong ate and picked vegetables for him while picking thorns. After several times of polite rejections to no avail, Han Qi just lay flat.

After eating, he rested for a while, and after he was not so full, Fu Juntong was ready to go out for a walk, take a walk and chat for a while, just in time to go home to rest, and the schedule was perfect.

Of course, before going out, Fu Juntong asked the waiter to prepare some mosquito repellent ointment, and first applied it on Han Qi fully armed, before taking Han Qi out with confidence.

After all, this is in the mountains, and mosquitoes are absolutely impossible to avoid.

"Well, this is too much. I always feel that my body smells bad." Han Qi raised his hand, smelled the smell of ointment all over his body, and his face was full of disgust.

Fortunately, even though he was pregnant, he was not very sensitive to smells. If he was someone who was prone to morning sickness, or who was sensitive to smells, he would have vomited while leaning against the wall.

Having said that, the child in his womb has always been very well-behaved. Apart from making him sleep and eat better, it didn't have any serious impact on his body.

What a blessing, what a blessing in misfortune.

Han Qi rubbed his still flat stomach, if this is not so good, then life will be really hard.

Fu Juntong saw that Han Qi suddenly stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, and thought that there was something uncomfortable in his stomach. He subconsciously wanted to help Han Qi cover it, but it was too intimate to directly touch it in this position, which made him a little bit uncomfortable for a while. hesitate.

But after hesitating for a long time, Fu Juntong gritted his teeth, and directly stretched out his hand to cover the back of Han Qi's hand covering his stomach: "What's wrong, do you need a doctor to check?"

Facing Fu Juntong's concern in an intimate manner, Han Qi didn't overreact, but the hand-to-hand movement was a little itchy for him.

After all, he was the child's other father, so it was perfectly normal for Fu Juntong to care about the child's condition.

Seeing that Han Qi didn't show any resistance, Fu Juntong moved his hands more confidently and boldly, creating more contact area between the two hands.

Fu Juntong was tall, and the action of putting his hand on the back of Han Qi's hand greatly shortened the distance between them. From a distance, Han Qi seemed to be hugged tightly by Fu Juntong.

At this moment, Han Qi didn't realize how intimate the gesture between the two was.

When he heard the word "examination", he subconsciously remembered that the last time he came here, he also went to the hospital after eating.

He shook his head hastily: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that I'm too full from eating just now, so I can't help rubbing it."

He didn't want to go to the hospital every time he came here to eat, or he would have to have a psychological shadow here.

Fu Juntong was still a little worried. He lowered his head and looked at Han Qi carefully. Seeing that his face was rosy and he was in good spirits, he was relieved.

He pulled away Han Qi's hand on his stomach: "Don't rub your stomach when you're full, it won't help digestion. If you feel uncomfortable after eating, just tell me, and I'll take you out for a walk."

Han Qi didn't feel uncomfortable at first, but just wanted to find a reason to explain the behavior of rubbing his stomach. He couldn't just tell Fu Juntong that he was lucky that the child in his stomach was better.

It never occurred to him that Fu Juntong paid so much attention to it, and even offered to go for a walk with him.

This is not good, take a walk, who can't go by themselves.

Han Qi himself is not very willing to let Fu Juntong accompany him every day, not to mention wasting Fu Juntong's time.

He doesn't want to go out on time every day.

After all, he is just an ordinary dead house. Which dead house would be willing to be accompanied by someone to go out on time every day when he is full.

Rolling on the bed after eating is the joy of life.

"No, it's just a walk, I can do it myself." This must be refused.

Fu Juntong glanced at Han Qi, but did not respond clearly. This attitude made Han Qi even more flustered: "Really, if I feel too full and feel uncomfortable, I can go out by myself."

In order to make his words more believable, Han Qi nodded very seriously.

Perhaps it was because the hope in Han Qi's eyes was too obvious, but Fu Juntong hummed lightly this time.

Han Qi didn't doubt that he was there, but when Fu Juntong agreed, he let out a long sigh of relief, and before Fu Juntong said anything else, he hurried out: "But today is still okay, the ointment has been applied, and the toilet water is also available." Use it, you have to go out for a walk, otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of work.”

He walked out the door first, and Fu Juntong followed behind him. Because he just rejected Fu Juntong's suggestion to go for a walk with him in the future, Han Qi felt that he was in the wrong at this time, so he seemed extraordinarily well-behaved.

He took the initiative to stop for two steps, and waited for Fu Juntong to walk beside him before continuing to walk forward side by side with him. From time to time, he would ask Fu Juntong how he was and how warm he was, asking if the wind was strong or if there were any bugs, and asking about the ointment on his body The smell didn't smell to him, wait a minute, she was very considerate and thoughtful, like a considerate and gentle little daughter-in-law.

Of course, Fu Juntong enjoyed Han Qi's care happily. After all, the opportunity was rare, and the shop would disappear after passing this village.

At this time, Han Qi never expected that Fu Juntong should agree, but he had no intention of doing so honestly, and created opportunities if there were no opportunities.

How can the relationship heat up without seeing stitches?

Besides, Han Qi's health is indeed not very good, and he really needs to pay more attention to exercise. Although he can't do high-intensity exercise, it is still necessary to take a walk after meals and strengthen his discipline a little.

Fortunately, this is a mountain, otherwise, even at night, the summer heat would not fade.

As a well-equipped resort, of course there is also a place for people to take a walk.

The path is transformed from the original mountain road, so it is not straight, but extends all the way into the mountain.

This small light is laid on the road, and there are faint light strips and some other devices beside it. Even at night, it will not feel too dark, but it adds a faint hazy beauty.

Probably because it is not a holiday, and generally few people have the leisure time to come to the villa for a walk on a summer night, so there are no people on this path except the two of them.

This is very friendly to Han Qi, who likes crowded places too much.

In this situation, even Fu Juntong didn't let go of his hand, nor did he try to break free.

As long as there are people on the road, it is impossible for him to maintain this posture.

There was a cool breeze at night, and the two of them held hands and walked on the empty and hazy path, feeling somewhat ambiguous and intimacy for no reason.

After walking for quite a while, even with the wind blowing, it was inevitable that a little sweat would ooze out. Afraid that Han Qi would be tired, Fu Juntong sat down on the bench built on the road to rest for a while.

It is said that people look beautiful under the lights. Even if there are no bright lights here, the small lights at the feet and the light strips beside the road can almost create the same effect.

Fu Juntong wiped the sweat from Han Qi's forehead. Because of the moisture from the sweat, his already delicate and fair skin was even more moist.

Even if the environment is not very bright, the thin light is enough for Fu Juntong to see clearly.

Han Qi also obediently let Fu Juntong wipe it for him. He pursed his lips with a look of complete trust, as if he would obediently listen to him no matter what happened.

Let him manipulate, let him do anything.

In Fu Juntong's mind, many beautiful blue threads appeared in an instant, lingeringly enveloping all his thoughts, but under Fu Juntong's strong suppression, he reluctantly shrank back in a certain corner, hoping to grow wildly in the future.

Perhaps inspired by the situation, Fu Juntong suddenly developed great courage. The two people on the path in the forest, Moon and Night, happened to be a good time to confess:

"Han Qi, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a carefree voice from a distance:

"Old Fu! What a coincidence, you are here too."

It's Limbaugh.

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to Limbo, once again disturbing the intimate space of two people (Sahua)

Fu: The fist is hard