After being teased by a half-breed brother

Lin Luo waved his hands kindly, watched the two get into the car, and then went back.

After the torment was over, when I returned to the villa, the pregnant woman walked straight upstairs as if nothing had happened.

"I cooked porridge for you, how much do you eat?"

Gore came in with the porridge he had worked so hard to cook.

Liao Zefan glanced at the attractive appearance of the porridge, and his heart trembled, "Did you cook this by yourself?"

Goyle nodded.

"No, I'm not hungry."

Liao Zefan still remembered the taste of the dishes made by Gao Er, he would never drink them.

"OK then!"

Gore still put down the porridge, "Whenever you are hungry, drink it."

"No, I won't drink it when it's cold." Liao Zefan said hastily.

Gore, "...that's what you said, then I'll drink it."

When Liao Zefan heard that Gore wanted to drink, he quickly stopped him, "Don't eat alone, go and see Uncle Sun, let him taste it."

Let him taste that, is it because his pregnant wife has a tricky taste, or someone's food is really not good.

Gore nodded, "Then I'll go out first, you should have a good rest!"

The pregnant woman didn't rest, so as soon as Gore went out, he took out the page of guarantee, took out his mobile phone, and translated word by word, but just translated two words, sleepy hit him, and fell asleep.

Butler Sun tasted a spoonful of Mr. Gore's porridge, and couldn't help crying. It's been so many years, and he has never eaten such... choking white porridge.

It seems that it's not that his master's taste is tricky, it is indeed someone's culinary skills... not so good!

But when he raised his eyelids and looked at Gore who was eating with gusto, he doubted himself very much. Could it be that he is old and his tongue is not working?

So I simply tasted a spoonful—poof~~

He still couldn't hold back, and sprayed it out.

Really can't eat more than one bite.

"Uncle Sun, what do you think of the taste?"

Gore saw that Butler Sun had put down his spoon and was wiping his mouth, so he must have finished eating.

"Hmm...how should I put it..."

Butler Sun wiped his mouth while thinking about how to express it. After thinking for a moment, he murmured, "Mmm, yes, very good, all good, all good, all good... ..."

Under normal circumstances, Uncle Sun never discouraged anyone.

Besides, Gore is not a professional cook, so what are you doing to discourage others~~~

But Gore put down the porridge bowl with a sigh, "To be honest, I really want to hear your criticism, so that I can make progress!"

As he spoke, he changed the topic, "Besides, I feel that Fan doesn't accept the food I cook, so I just serve it to him. If he doesn't eat it, I'm really..."

what! ! !

Butler Sun was in a hurry. He dared to feed his master such an unpalatable meal. He quit immediately, regardless of his enthusiasm.

Butler Sun coughed twice, and said bluntly, "Mr. Gao, to be honest, the food you cook is not bad except for the taste."

Gore, "...."

When he returned to the bedroom, Liao Zefan was soundly asleep, and there was still the piece of paper beside his pillow, the letter of guarantee he wrote.

Gore put it away carefully, put it in a drawer, and said to himself, "This stupid man, why don't you let me help you translate?!"

In fact, the pregnant woman is not stupid, he is afraid that someone's interpretation will be different from what is written above.

It may be that everything I encountered today was a bit twisted...the pregnant husband had a dream at night, and it was not a dream, but a picture of memory.

The picture of him and Gore getting acquainted with each other every step from the acquaintance to the present, passed through his mind intermittently~~~

In the last picture, he and Gore are lying on a piece of soft cotton, with the crisp sound of the stream flowing in his ears, and his fingertips gently brushing against the stream water, the refreshing and cool feeling touched every part of his body. The pores are all open, and the eyelids are suddenly opened

...hard as iron, raised his own hand, wet? !

He looked sideways at Gore who was sleeping peacefully beside him, got out of bed carefully, and came to the bathroom alone...

After working hard, the pregnant man touched his belly and looked at the surging water in the faucet. He was at a loss. Since he was pregnant, he had almost zero such nasty thoughts, so he...

Now the pregnant husband is in a period of sentimentality, which is a natural phenomenon and nothing to do with it, but because of the pregnancy, he always wonders if it is abnormal or something.

Just in time, I went to the maternity checkup today to have a look.

Gore couldn't understand why Mr. Liao Zefan paid extra money to book the best obstetrics hospital in the city center when he could have a doctor come to his home.

Until someone rolled down the car window, wantonly enjoying a cool breeze blowing on his cheek, and said leisurely, "It's better to come out!"

"..."

Now the fetus is 6 weeks old. Looking at the B-ultrasound, it is an embryo the size of a small blueberry. Liao Zefan touched his belly and felt the beating frequency of the little life inside. The corners of his mouth were overflowing with joy, and so was Gore, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's terrible!" The doctor pointed to the B-ultrasound image, "There are two babies in the stomach."

Gore and Liao Zefan took a closer look, "Two little blueberries."

"Two!"

Liao Zefan looked at the two little germs on the B-ultrasound with a wide smile.