recruit bees

At the seventh month.

Michelle's symptoms disappeared, her waist didn't hurt, her legs didn't hurt, she got used to the feeling of falling belly, and she was able to go up to the high ground in one breath...

Occasionally, he would lift up the hem of his clothes, lie on the sofa and happily pat his stomach like a seal, and ask Simon: "Do you think this melon is ripe?"

Simon pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, walked over and patted it lightly twice, and answered after thinking: "It should be almost ripe, almost."

Michelle laughed: "Then you have a taste and see if it's sweet."

Simon squatted down and pretended to take a bite of Michelle's belly to 'taste': "It's sweet."

Michelle: "Then open it and eat."

Simon: "Well, that makes sense!"

After speaking, the two adults shamelessly looked for a place on the belly to start.

Little Victor in Ma Ma's stomach: "..." shivering.jpg

"Hey, it's moving!"

I don't know if I really understood what my biological parents said about eating melons, and I was terrified. The baby in my belly obviously moved, and I could feel the baby's movement track through the thin belly.

The drone with a firm face softened its expression, and stretched out its hand to slowly rub it, as if touching the baby's head and feet.

He strokes the baby, and Michelle strokes Mr. Bumblebee's short, prickly hair.

The warm atmosphere is created, and the time slows down, as if it has been tainted with the taste of time. It is also an ordinary and beautiful part of life to bring out memories in the future.

The little bee secretly photographed this scene and put it in a folder named 'Family Portrait'.

One bee and one flower secretly rubbed and teased his son, and then it was time to rub his feet once a day. It is true that Michelle’s physical condition has improved, but now his body is particularly prone to edema, especially in the morning, his arms, legs, face, and eyelids It's two circles thicker, and the feet look like they've been stung by bees.

Simon checked on Xingwang. Most of the drones who had experience as baby daddies shared their experience, saying that rubbing their feet after soaking them every day would make them less swollen the next day.

Simon got some warm water for Michelle to wash, dried and pressed on his knees.

Michelle watched his two fat feet being rubbed red by Simon's big hands, and even the toes were swollen, like two pig's trotters, uh... pig's trotters...he was suddenly amused by his own thoughts.

"Is this enough strength?" Simon asked.

"It's pretty good." Michelle closed her eyes and enjoyed it. She still held Lao Gong's little tugger in her hand, and occasionally touched his prickly short hair. Her childhood was not too pleasant.

Rubbing and rubbing, Michelle suddenly opened her eyes, frowned and touched her belly.

Simon noticed: "What's the matter baby?"

Michelle was puzzled: "Why do I feel my belly twitch..."

Simon paused, put down the fat foot in his hand, and put his ear on it to listen: "There seems to be some noise."

Michelle: "Well - it hurts a little now, I won't give birth hahaha - er, I won't."

He looked at Simon's handsome face that was gradually becoming frightened, and suddenly his heart was raised tightly.

The air froze for two or three seconds, and the flower and the bee looked at each other stiffly.

After a while, the two moved one after another!

The one who took the clothes took the clothes, put on the shoes, Simon picked up Michelle and ran outside, Michelle was facing the production for the first time, his mind went blank, and he even forgot to remind Simon not to hug his princess.

All kinds of thoughts popped up in his mind in a mess, and for a while it was, "Where is the baby, does it hurt?" ', for a while it was 'fucking labor is about to give birth', and for a while it was 'is this considered premature, and will it affect the child's IQ?Don't act like his father is a fool...'

The two hurriedly boarded the suspension vehicle. After Simon set the smart phone to automatically navigate to the nearest hospital, he held Michelle's hand tightly in the back seat. The tall and strong man comparable to a hill was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

"Baby, do you hurt, huh? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay...it's not particularly painful..."

Michelle also trembled her lips, and grabbed his big hand with her backhand. The pain didn't hurt much, but she was afraid.

The two flustered and panicked. It was the first time they encountered such a thing, and they were frightened and dumbfounded.

Simon did not forget to check on Michelle, "Fortunately, there is no trace of birth, in time! We will go to the hospital right away!"

"Ah."

Michelle nodded indiscriminately, her whole body was cold, she leaned against the gate and waited for the bus to arrive at the station. The usual 10-minute to 10-minute journey was now tortured every minute.

After arriving at the hospital, Simon rushed in with him in his arms, and immediately found the male nurse and doctor at the front desk.

After a group of people rushed to push Michelle to the obstetrics department, the doctor checked her a little bit, and suddenly her head was covered with black lines.

"You haven't reached the time of delivery yet." The doctor said: "Before you are about to give birth, there will always be this illusion similar to labor pains. This is your second organ in 'false uterine contractions', not really about to give birth."

Michelle was stunned: "But it hurts."

The doctor smiled: "It was like this before I was alive. You still have less than a month left. It's fine. Just come to the hospital ten days before the due date. I'll have another checkup later, and go back if there are no major problems."

Michelle: "..."

Saimenmu stood in the delivery room in a daze, as if his bones were filled with cement, his eyes were fixed on the door without blinking, his drooping hands trembled slightly, and his ears were pricked up, wanting to hear what was going on with his baby inside. No cry of pain.

Next to it was a drone waiting to give birth, with the same expression as him, the difference was that the plants in the delivery room next door were crying and screaming, as if they were about to split their throats.

The hoarse and painful scream made the drone's eyes red, he grabbed the door of the delivery room and cried out. Judging by his expression, if he hadn't restrained himself because he was afraid of delaying the doctor, he might be able to barely see it from the delivery room. Get in the little crevices.

Simon's heart was tightly held by someone, and he was also afraid when he heard the shouts from the botanical department next door... He was afraid that he would hear Michelle in the same way, hurting like she was dying from a place he couldn't see crying...

Gradually, Simon's eyes turned red.

He was so heartbroken that he couldn't sit down at all, so he stood at the door, poking stiffly into a wooden pole.

Until the red light on the head that was undergoing surgery turned green.

Simon was taken aback. He couldn't believe that Michelle had given birth within 5 minutes after entering. Could it be... Thinking of a possibility, Simon's face changed suddenly, and he rushed to beat the door hard.

"Michelle?! Michelle—!"

"Open the door and let me in! Michelle!"

"Don't hammer, don't hammer!"

The door was opened, and it was also the sound of the drone, which was already ready to grab Simon, "Your partner is fine! Don't stop us, we have to push him out."

Simon panicked: "Why did you push it out? Can't he give birth!"

The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched: "It's the first time to be a father. Alas, if you say that you new dads are unreliable, what can't be born, he hasn't arrived yet!"

Simon was stunned: "What?"

The doctor patiently explained to him, and after the explanation, the nurse also pushed Michelle out.

One bee and one flower, one standing and one lying down, choking speechlessly after staring at each other, it is all embarrassing.

Michelle: Are you stupid?

Simon:……

Michelle covered her face: what a coincidence, me too.

Simon:……

After an oolong, the two little idiots listened to the "common sense small stove" prescribed by the doctor for half an hour before leaving the hospital in silence and going home. They sat side by side on the sofa and listened to the little bee playing two Hours produce production knowledge.

[The author has something to say]:

Hee hee, I posted it earlier today. The novel announcement is on the bookmark page, which is the home page of the novel. There is a small speaker under the cover