Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Days are like silk, smooth as water, and before I even have time to think about how to live in the future, my belly has grown to an astonishing extent.

Mu Xingyao leisurely turned off the prenatal music, and started the storytelling session.

Ever since Yun Rong left Blacks Island with that man, it seemed that everything had returned to the original track.

As usual, she kept many people busy every day, and as usual, she asked Mrs. Zhuang to come over for a pulse diagnosis, but she found that Jun Shaoqing always disappeared for several days for no reason.

Because the peace after the hustle and bustle was filled with the fetus in the womb, it was a rare opportunity to stop and think about something.

I took the fairy tale book, opened the book of the Frog Prince, and began to tell the children in melodious tones.

"In ancient times, when wishes could come true, there was a king. His daughters were all beautiful, especially the youngest daughter. Every time the sun that had seen everything shone on her face and be amazed at her beauty. Near the king's palace there is a great dark forest. In the forest, under an old lime tree, is a well..."

Most of the story was told, but the babies in the womb didn't seem to buy it at all, and they didn't even respond at all.

Mu Xingyao put down the book in her hand, stroked her stomach and asked softly, "What's the matter? Isn't Mommy's story not good? You little lazy guys are asleep, right?"

There was still no response, and Mu Xingyao's back was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat. Mr. Zhuang said that the child's movements should be recorded every day, so he took the small book and checked the time recorded on it.

Nine o'clock, prenatal music, fetal movement three to five times, which lasted twelve minutes.

At ten o'clock, during the story-telling session, the fetus moves frequently and feels a little painful...

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already ten ten o'clock, but today there seemed to be no fetal movement.

Because it was multiple births, and the way of pregnancy was special, and the mission was even more special, Mu Xingyao couldn't restrain her nervousness.

"Stupid woman, don't you know that babies like Daddy's magnetic voice? I'll come."

Mu Xingyao looked at Jun Shaoqing who appeared at the door at some point, and nodded with her hanging heart finally returning to its original position.

Jun Shaoqing helped her to lie on the imperial concubine chair, leaning on the side while sitting on the ground, took the fairy tale book, and looked at the page of the frog prince with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do you like this story?"

"It seems that they don't like it. They ignored me today." Mu Xingyao worriedly stroked her belly, and said everything she said was aggrieved and frightened.

Jun Shaoqing chuckled, turned his head to look at Mu Xingyao's eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Do you like it?"

"Yes, I like it."

"I like fairy tales, so naive." Jun Shaoqing teased in a gentle voice, holding the fairy tale book and began to tell stories, not reading, but telling, Mu Xingyao was also attracted by his thick voice, unknowingly Leaning on the sofa looking at his side face.

The sunlight poured into the room through the window, making the room much more transparent. Jun Shaoqing's already fair skin seemed to be covered with a halo, which was a bit dazzling, especially for those who were serious about telling stories. The way she looks, occasionally raising her eyes makes Mu Xingyao miss a beat in her heart.

"Why didn't I find out that you tell stories so well before?" Mu Xingyao seemed to be possessed, and even forgot whether the babies in her stomach responded.

Jun Shaoqing raised his hand and gently stroked her protruding belly, as if he was criticizing: "I'm sorry, I ignored what you like before, I didn't know you like listening to stories."

Mu Xingyao was flattered and looked at him in a daze. There were not many times when he said sorry, so it sounded a little thrilling, and there were some uncontrollable chaos in his heart.

"I'm Daddy, can you hear me?" Jun Shaoqing leaned over, and gently pressed his face on Mu Xingyao's stomach, with tears welling up in his eyes with his back to her.

The babies in the stomach seemed to feel the same, and suddenly moved a little bit, and Mu Xingyao held her stomach in pain: "Little bastard, why are you so happy when Daddy is here? You hurt Mommy."

Although it was a complaint, but when she said such words in a doting tone, it felt like a mother's love was overflowing.

Jun Shaoqing picked up Mu Xingyao's clothes with his hands, stared at the lower abdomen that was stretched too much and exposed the blue vascular network, his eyes became redder, and he even felt that if the pain hadn't disappeared, at this moment he would definitely be because of the pain. Distressed and passed out.

Mu Xingyao took his hand, and gently stroked the place where the fetus was moving: "Touch and see, it's very strong, I guess it must have kicked me with a little foot."

"This, this is much gentler, it must be the little hand..."

"...".

Jun Shaoqing's hand was gently held by her, moving a little bit, cruising in her abdomen with the frequency of fetal movement.

There is her gentle voice next to his ear, and occasionally she will tell him with a light smile that it is a hand, a foot, or even a head or a small butt. He knows that these are all speculations, but he is willing to believe what she says, and what she says is what she says.

Ten minutes later, Mu Xingyao's forehead was already sweating slightly, and the fetal movement stopped.

A hanging heart finally let go, and patted Jun Shaoqing on the shoulder: "Okay, the babies are tired too, it's time to rest."

"Okay, do you want to sleep for a while?" Jun Shaoqing looked up, smiling as warmly as jade.

Mu Xingyao pouted aggrievedly: "Yeah, I'm very tired, but it's very troublesome to sleep now, I can't breathe when I lie down, and I'm afraid of pressing them when I'm sitting up, so I have to sleep like this."

Jun Shaoqing got up and sat on the imperial concubine chair, and hugged her into his arms: "I'll sleep with you in my arms, can I make you a human cushion?"

"Well, it must be, these babies are yours." Mu Xingyao leaned against Jun Shaoqing's arms with a smile, and fell asleep after listening to his steady heartbeat.

She was indeed very tired, and she really didn't have a good night's sleep. This sleep was very sweet.

Jun Shaoqing looked at her sleeping soundly, the corners of her eyes and brows couldn't hide the exhaustion, tears fell drop by drop.

I don't know how long it took, warm liquid flowed out of his nose, his whole body was stiff, he covered his nose with his hands, pulled a tissue from the table to plug his nostrils, quietly took the back cushion and put Mu Xingyao down , just stood up.

Half-kneeling next to the chaise longue, the height was just enough to look at Mu Xingyao's protruding belly, leaned over and said softly: "Daddy, I'm sorry, can you take good care of Mommy? You must take good care of her. "

After finishing speaking, she turned around and strode away. When she got to the door, she couldn't help but look back again. Mu Xingyao was in a deep sleep, with a smile on her lips, and one hand still on her belly...

Jun Shaoqing, who closed the door and left, did not notice that there was a small blood stain on Mu Xingyao's skirt.