A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Rong Che didn't bother to say anything.

Help him adjust the temperature of the air conditioner before going out.

When she returned to the room, Lin Qinghuan was already lying on the bed, but she was not asleep yet, but was leaning against the head of the bed, reading a magazine on psychological counseling for the third trimester of pregnancy.

Rong Che frowned inadvertently, with a little worry in his tone: "What's wrong? It's so good, why are you reading this kind of book again?"

During this time, the two of them were always together. Although Rong Che couldn't guarantee to know all of what was going on in her heart, she could still tell if Gao was unhappy.

Indeed, in the third trimester of pregnancy, pregnant women are prone to daydreams, but... is there anything she can tell him directly, why is she hiding it secretly and not telling him anything?

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

He frowned inadvertently, then turned sideways to the other side, avoiding Rong Che's movement to snatch the book.

"what?"

Rong Che was a little confused.

Only then did Lin Qinghuan say: "Just to see, why do you think so much?"

Rong Che: "..."

He used to say this to her often, but now...

Maybe it's just my own overthinking?
I always make a fuss out of a molehill and think about some messy things.

"Look at what?"

"Just to see..."

Rong Che: "Do you understand?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

His eyes told him: I am not an idiot!

Rong Che smiled, then raised his hand to rub her head, then went to the bathroom to tidy up briefly, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

Lin Qinghuan was still watching, and didn't really care about him.

Fearing that he would not be able to cover the quilt, he moved to the side.

Rong Che put his arm on the back of her neck, leaned slightly, and his eyes fell on the book in her hand.

They are all talking about some psychological problems during pregnancy, as well as some subconscious body signals in sleep.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

He was not very clear about this, and Lin Qinghuan never said it.

Lin Qinghuan shook her head: "Not really, just a little scared."

"afraid of what?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..." After being silent for a while, she looked up at him with distressed eyes, the corners of her lips inadvertently pressed down, and her tone was a little coquettish: "I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth."

Rong Che: "..."

It is true.

at this time.

Most people who are pregnant will think about this question.

And once she thinks about it, her subconscious reaction will give her some inexplicable psychological hints. When the two are superimposed, shouldn't she be afraid?
Rong Che's brows and eyes were slightly closed, and he was silent for a while, then he hugged her in his arms, and placed his broad palm on her shoulder, comforting her softly: "Why can't you give birth? Now that medicine is so advanced, Zhu Qingwen Having said that, I made an appointment for you with the best medical team for painless delivery, the baby and you will be safe and there will be no problems."

"Won't that cost a lot of money?"

Rong Che: "..."

Also helpless.

She gave him a sideways glance lazily, and then said, "You still think about these things at this time, so you've been staying at home for a long time, and in a few days, will mushrooms grow on your head?"

"You're the one who grows mushrooms."

Rong Che: "..."

After pondering for a moment, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Isn't there always been one hidden in me?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Picking up the book, he hit him hard on the leg a few times.

You are a stinking hooligan!
Rong Che didn't say anything, just kept laughing with his shoulders on his shoulders, and after a while, he hugged her heavily in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulders, and his tone was as usual, full of nostalgia: "My wife..."

Lin Qinghuan ignored him, so he continued to call: "Baby, sweetheart...don't ignore me..."

"Then do you still say those shameless things?"

Rong Che: "Why are you so shameless? Didn't I go out and talk about it everywhere, can't I just tell you?"

Lin Qinghuan: "Baby is still listening!"

"What can she understand now...?"

Lin Qinghuan: "What do you think!"

"With a rogue father like you, won't the baby have to follow suit in the future?"

Rong Che: "Siyuan has been growing up by my side, hasn't she grown crooked?"

Lin Qinghuan: "Are you sure that Siyuan is not crooked? Is it because I did a good job in prenatal education?"

Rong Che: "..."

Rong Che: "Prenatal education is all deceitful, and there is no accurate scientific basis. Moreover, the so-called prenatal education itself, playing some relaxing music, and parents' early conversations, are just to let the children perceive it, and let the pregnant women themselves Relax, don't be superstitious."

"So you mean I'm useless?"

Rong Che: "I didn't say that!"

I really couldn't wash myself off by jumping into the Yellow River.

Lin Qinghuan: "You didn't say it, but that's what you meant."

"no!"

Lin Qinghuan: "You just have it! You still don't admit it!"

Rong Che: "Okay, okay, I apologize, can't I apologize?"

"Siyuan and Baobao are the happiest thing in the world to have you as a mother. As a father, I couldn't be happier."

"Are you happy being your own father, or are you happy being my child's father?"

Rong Che: "..." He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and said in a low voice, "Idiot, do you even need to ask? I must be happy to be your child's father."

Lin Qing smiled happily, and then leaned her head into his arms, and said softly, "I'm also very happy to be your child's mother."

"Is the stepmother willing too?"

"I don't want to."

Rong Che smiled.

Then he turned sideways and removed the book she had thrown aside, and then lay down with his arms around her: "Go to sleep, that little guy Hu Ruiming is already asleep, the baby in your belly can be smaller than her."

"Don't feel bad for yourself, don't you feel bad for her?"

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her lips, and then obediently lay down in his arms.

She was indeed tired.

After a while, I fell asleep.

After she fell asleep, Rong Che was completely relieved, and carefully turned off the bedside lamp, then lay on his side, and hugged her to sleep.

*
The next day, both Rong Che and Hu Ruiming woke up early.

Before Hu Ruiming came here, he didn't bring any change of clothes at all. In the past few days, all of them were wearing Siyuan.

If you want to take him to the engagement banquet, you must prepare a dress for him.

However, Siyuan didn't have many clothes left here, they were all everyday clothes, not particularly suitable for attending a banquet.

Having no choice but to check the size roughly, Xiao Su went to buy a new set, and picked out one for Lin Qinghuan by the way.

He naturally knew that the Song family did not welcome Lin Qinghuan.

but.

Only by bringing her by his side all the time can he feel a little more at ease, otherwise he will always want to write messy things in his heart.

Lin Qinghuan has been living here, and has heard about the Song family to some extent.

Originally, he didn't want to go, but seeing that Rong Che had prepared everything, he didn't say anything.

Hu Ruiming was very much like his father. He put on a small suit and specially made a neat hairstyle, which was simply a copy of Hu Tianxiao.

I am afraid that when he grows up, he will also be a charming little fairy!

When I went to Song's house, I saw Song Li'an at the door from a distance.

The four eyes met, and when they saw the two of them, they couldn't help being a little dazed.

But it was only for a moment, and he quickly greeted him: "Why did Xiao Rui come with you?"

Rong Che half-jokingly said: "His father doesn't want him anymore, so he throws him here for me to raise."

Hu Ruiming couldn't help but cast a disgusted look at Rong Che.

He muttered in a low voice: "It's clear that I don't want him anymore, okay?"

Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but touch her forehead.

Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

It's only been a few days, and I've learned to talk nonsense with Rong Che, what will happen when I grow up!
Song Li'an seemed to be used to seeing Rong Che like this, and smiled cheerfully.

However, the next moment, Rong Che handed over the invitation letter directly, and then explained: "My mother has not been in good health for the past two days, so she won't come here in person. Please don't take offense."

Song Li'an glanced at Lin Qinghuan with a leisurely smile, and thought: What a surprise, it's too late to be happy!

Lin Qinghuan was very grateful to Song Li'an.

It's just that due to the relationship between the Song family and the Rong family, and the rejection of her by the Song family, she has been cautiously avoiding her.

Even now, he doesn't dare to be too enthusiastic.

"Hello, Uncle Song."

Song Li'an: "Okay, let's go in when you're done, there are refreshments in the lounge, and see for yourself what you like."

Lin Qinghuan: "Thank you uncle."

Rong Che didn't say anything.

Seeing Hu Ruiming wandering around dishonestly, he stretched out his hand and pulled him over: "Don't run around, be good, or I will beat you!"

It's not my child anyway.

Hu Ruiming didn't care so much.

He is very familiar with the Song family.

So as soon as he entered, he forgot what Rong Che had just said, and ran away without a trace in an instant.

When I saw him again, Song Yang held him by the hand and carried him back.

"I just heard from my dad that he came with the two of you. Hu Ye is really, don't you want your son?"

Rong Che smiled: "Don't say that. If you say that, the little guy will be upset. He was just telling your dad that he doesn't want Hu Tianxiao anymore."

Song Yang couldn't help laughing, leaned over and rubbed his little head, jokingly said: "That's really powerful, aren't you afraid that your father will beat you up if he hears it?"

Hu Ruiming: "He is too lazy to care about me!"

Song Yang: "You can run around if you don't care?"

"Where did you run around? Isn't it okay to enjoy the scenery?"

Song Yang: "What scenery can I admire in my family's ancestral hall?"

Rong Che: "..."

Lin Qinghuan wanted to eat oranges, so he peeled some for her.

Knowing that Hu Ruiming is a clever little ghost, he didn't expect that he would go to the Song family's ancestral hall after a while, which is really good enough.

and so.

For a moment, the movements of his hands froze involuntarily.

He raised his eyes to look at Song Yang calmly, with a bit of exploration in his eyes, and then looked at Hu Ruiming: "You too, where can't you play? Is the ancestral hall a place where children can go?"

Hu Ruiming: "I'm lost..."

Song Yang: "..."

I don't bother to say anything.

It just so happened that there were a few people of the same age as Hu Ruiming in another family, so they asked the servants to watch them go out to play.

Rong Che glanced at him lazily.

Song Yang naturally knew it well, lazily, and then said absent-mindedly: "Don't look for it, it's not at Song's house anymore."