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Qi Chuan's movement of leaning forward suddenly froze.

He half-knelt with the weapon on his head and took the thing in front of him. He couldn't help swallowing and rolling in his throat.

"Child, the child's father???"

Meng Jiao loosened her hands that were covering her face and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I watched something in front of me disappear like this.

It became like this ▄︻┻┳═╮.

What does this mean? Is this some scary news?

Qi Chuan choked up for a moment as he held the pregnancy test stick, but he quickly suppressed his emotions.

He turned over, pulled the quilt over him and wrapped him up like a cicada pupa, then hurried to the bathroom with him in his arms.

"Wife, is this true? Will it be bad for you?"

He put her in warm water, and because she was pregnant and a little tired, Meng Jiao couldn't hold out for long and soon fell asleep.

She hesitantly placed her head in his palm and let him clean her up. She didn't notice that he was in a bad mood.

"It's not bad, my baby is only two months old, he's just a little picky about food sometimes..."

The pink body sat in the bathtub, but Qi Chuan had no romantic thoughts at all.

He didn't dare delay any longer for fear that she would catch a cold, so he quickened the cleaning process.

It was not until I hugged him back into the bed that my confused mind had time to sort out my thoughts.

When did it start? Guaibao's body was no longer just cold, and his little fangs gradually disappeared.

He thought that they would never have children in this life.

Or maybe he never imagined that she would never leave him.

But judging from the look on Guaibao's face, she had noticed this child two months ago, or even earlier, and even chose today to tell him.

So was all this a surprise she had specially prepared because she noticed his uneasiness?

In the dark night, Qi Chuan held the person in his arms closer to him.

He held Meng Jiao's little face with his hands and kept stroking it with his thumbs, his eyes filled with a gentleness that could drown people.

He lowered his head and moved closer, kissed her lips devoutly, and finally pressed his kiss to her forehead before slowly closing his eyes.

"My dear, I never regret falling in love with you, so every day when you are by my side, just be happy. I want you to be happy..."

Because I don’t know when I will lose it.

So I will love you every day as if it were my last...

The next day, Meng Jiao opened her eyes to Qi Chuan's gentle wake-up call. What she saw was his handsome face in a white vest with wet hair.

The muscular body and handsome face in the early morning were really pleasing to the eyes, making her dizzy but unable to forget to stare.

Qi Chuan pinched her soft little face and spoke lovingly,

"Good morning, wife. Get up and have breakfast."

Meng Jiao got up dizzy, and felt that he seemed to have become more gentle. She couldn't help but touch his abdominal muscles several times while brushing her teeth. It was rare that he didn't avoid her at all today.

While eating breakfast, she realized that there were several kinds of breakfast today, not only Chinese and Western food, but also some fried foods of different kinds of exotic animals. She thought he remembered what she said last night about the baby being picky about food.

After discussing it over breakfast, the two decided to only tell their elders and brothers about the pregnancy.

However, although it has not been widely publicized, anyone with an eye can probably see that Qi Chuan is involved in the entire Kechuang and Shuguang bubble.

In the following days, Qi Chuan stayed close to Meng Jiao. Except for normal missions, he always stayed by Meng Jiao's side like a invisible man.

I don't know since when, he is the one who cuts Mengjiao's nails, prepares her three meals a day, and even takes part in her bathing and haircut.

Gradually, Meng Jiao was spoiled by him and even asked him to be her bodyguard when she was on a business trip.

She always feels good just by looking at her handsome husband who comes to pick her up in the rain in a suit and holding a black umbrella.

But the little guy in the belly was indeed noisy, and inherited some of Qi Chuan's abilities, so he was particularly energetic.

During the second trimester of pregnancy, she had to stretch her calves every day, which made Qi Chuan's face turn paler and paler.

Qi Chuan would help Meng Jiao apply pregnancy oil every morning and evening. Even if she was tired and fell asleep, he would still help her clean and maintain her.

Most of his assets were used to buy Meng Jiao's favorite food. Even if he spent more time outside, it was always to hunt for some exotic animal meat that she liked.

Shuguang's backyard was filled with her favorite cherry trees, and the military district's reporting box was filled with various letters requesting medical assistance from him.

This went on day after day, and after experiencing the second heavy snowfall after the apocalypse, Qi Chuan finally welcomed the day of Meng Jiao's delivery.

When the contractions occurred, Meng Jiao was still eating hot pot, and even stubbornly fished out the uneaten meat at the bottom of the pot.

If Qi Chuan hadn't been paying attention to her and saw her frown, he would have probably waited until her water broke before he realized something was wrong with her.

He immediately carried the person horizontally into the wheelchair and pushed him along the corridor to the delivery room that had been prepared early in the morning.

Meng Jiao didn't let him worry for long. After checking the fetal heart rate and answering the doctor's questions, her amniotic fluid broke.

Qi Chuan stood by her side throughout the whole process, holding her hand and encouraging her, watching her follow the doctor's instructions to adjust her breathing, watching her sweat from exertion,

His eyes were already red, but he only dared to breathe a sigh of relief quietly. He kept lowering his head to kiss her hand and praying in his heart, not daring to show his emotions at all.

The tips of his fingers were white and cold, and the back of his hand was filled with his hot and unstable breath.

This undoubtedly softened Meng Jiao's heart, who was just acting, and she secretly used her spiritual power to poke a naughty little kid.

Soon, in less than an hour, the loud cry of a baby filled the delivery room.

The doctor personally handed the scissors to Qi Chuan, who was shaking with tears. Together with Meng Jiao, whose face was pale, the two of them worked together to cut the baby's umbilical cord.

The doctor who was wrapping the baby saw Qi Chuan holding a DV and thought that if he wanted to record the birth of the baby, he should do it now.

When I turned around, I saw that he was just bending over and kissing the woman's face endlessly.

The boy was crying and laughing without caring about the child at all. The doctor could only helplessly wrap the wound up and go out to explain the situation to the child's grandparents himself.

When Meng Jiao was pushed out of the delivery room, Qi Chuan had already calmed down. He held a large bouquet of flowers and lowered his head to stroke her hair.

"Wife, are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Do you want soup or meat?"

Meng Jiao, who had automatically entered the repair mode, felt a little sleepy, but she didn't want him to worry too much, so she asked jokingly,

"Have you only prepared my flowers? Have you prepared the baby's?"

Qi Chuan was startled, and when she entered the ward, he quickly picked the smallest flower from the bouquet and stuffed it into the bracelet box prepared for her.

When he entered the room again, he had already filled a small box with his supernatural power. He sniffed and gestured to Meng Jiao to see.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, my wife, my son has one too."

Meng Jiao just asked casually. Seeing that he was ready, she responded casually and told him to remember to write it down.

Then he turned around and listened to the doctor talk about the baby's weight and head circumference, and of course ignored Qi Chuan's quiet sigh of relief.