There was obviously some contempt in Chen Beiniang's expression.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a pain just now, but now it's gone and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Qiqi waved her hand.

"When a woman is pregnant, it's inevitable that she will have stomach pains. These are minor matters. Don't make a fuss about it."

After Chen Bei's mother finished speaking, she felt her son's gaze piercing her like a knife, and hurriedly added,

"It's not good for the child to be startled all the time."

"Well, I'll listen to you."

Qiqi nodded and smiled.

"I'm fine, mother, don't worry, go back."

"Dean, we have everything. Let's go."

Ma Long ran over, sweating profusely, carrying the packed things.

"Thank you, Marlon. I'm fine now. I won't go."

Qiqi hurried to take the things from Ma Long's hand.

But Yan Chenbei got there first and waved his hand.

"You go down."

Malone was confused and didn't understand what was going on.

But he couldn't disobey the dean's words.

"Yes."

Ma Long was full of doubts and retreated to the front yard.

"Mom, make some noodle soup and beat two eggs."

Yan Chenbei knew that his mother used to cook this meal for his sister-in-law and brother's wife when they were pregnant.

"Mom, go and take a rest. Let Sister Juan do it."

Qiqi quickly took over the conversation. She didn't dare let her mother-in-law do these things.

In front of Yan Chenbei, the mother-in-law didn't say anything.

I would curse her to death behind her back.

"Sister Juan hasn't come yet, right?"

Qiqi glanced at Yan Chenbei.

"Isn't Sister Juan here yet, mother?"

"If she doesn't come, I don't know what kind of nanny you hired. She's lazier than the master."

Chen Bei Niang muttered, turned around and left.

"I have a miserable life. My life is to serve others."

Qiqi smiled bitterly.

Knowing that Yan Chenbei asked her to cook, the mother-in-law was unhappy, so she said this to her.

"Don't bother with my mother, she's just like that."

Yan Chenbei picked up Qiqi.

"You'd better lie down, eat and sleep for a while. If you still feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital."

Yan Chenbei held Qiqi in his arms, walked to the bed, put Qiqi on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then walked to the window, where there was a basin rack.

Yan Chenbei took the basin on top and went outside to fetch water to wash his face.

Yan Chenbei, his leg is no longer lame?

"Yan Chenbei?"

"Ah."

Hearing Qiqi's cry, Yan Chenbei stopped and turned around.

"Is your leg okay?"

After hearing what Qiqi said, Yan Chenbei realized that he was too nervous just now and actually forgot that his leg was injured and he was lame.

"Qiqi?"

Yan Chenbei put down the washbasin, walked over, sat down beside the bed, and wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

Qiqi reached out and pulled up Yan Chenbei's trouser leg.

The place where the wound was on the leg was smooth now. There was no wound at all, not even a scar.

How is this going?

Qiqi's puzzled eyes met Yan Chenbei's apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

"No."

Qiqi shook her head.

"why?"

"You're alive, aren't you?"

A bitter smile appeared on Bo Li's lips.

"This is the most beautiful love words I have ever heard."

He stretched out his thumb and stroked Qiqi's soft lips.

Lower your head and give her a gentle kiss.

"you--"

Qiqi was just about to say, it’s already this late and you still have the mind to do this.

"It's warm, not cold, right?"

Hey, Yan Chenbei, does he know?

When she thought of the coldness of Yan Chenbei's body that she had touched just now, it was as cold as a dead person.

Qiqi frowned.

"You know, when you're asleep, you're cold?"

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