"Don't be so rude, I'm still angry."

Song Qingyu pretended to be angry, put away her smile and glared at Shen Shian.

Shen Shian raised his eyebrows.

"Well, if it were me, I would be angry too, and you're a pregnant woman, so you can be angry for two."

He was serious and unctuous.

Song Qingyu's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

"Shen Shian, I'm serious!"

She felt as if she had punched cotton.

The Shen Shian in the past didn’t have this kind of temper.

If she said she was angry, Shen Shian would just say: "Oh, then you can be angry first, and come to me when you calm down."

I will never coax him more.

Shen Shian held her hand and said, "I know you are angry, and you have the right to be angry, but it's late, let's go home first, okay?"

It's like coaxing a child.

Song Qingyu was suddenly at a loss for what to do with him.

Maybe this man was sent by God to cure her.

Shen Shian held her hand and led her out of the hospital. Lin Xiao was already waiting outside in his car.

Not the Porsche he usually drives.

It was replaced with a black Maybach, which has much more spacious seating space.

"Why did you change the car?"

Song Qingyu was a little puzzled.

Shen Shian never cared about these things. His Porsche was his first car and he has been driving it until now. She had teased him many times before, saying that he made so much money but was reluctant to change his car.

He said he was lazy and that it was enough for one person.

Now, he actually changed the car himself.

"It'll be more spacious, so you can sit more comfortably. When the baby is born, you can buy an SUV or a family nanny car..."

Shen Shian handed the suitcase to Lin Xiao and talked about his plans in a very serious manner.

Song Qingyu got a headache after hearing this.

"No, there's no need to plan so far ahead. It's good like this now."

If she says yes.

I guess he will have to change his car tomorrow.

Lin Xiao gave Song Qingyu a grateful look. He didn't want to drive a nanny car back and forth every day.

Song Qingyu got into the car and was about to fasten her seat belt when a pair of slender hands buckled her seat belt before her.

He also took a blanket from behind and covered her belly.

Song Qingyu felt helpless and amused.

She had never lived her life as carefully as a pregnant woman, nor did she plan to live it particularly carefully.

Now, Shen Shian treated her like a porcelain doll that could be easily broken.

"I'm just pregnant, not a landmine."

Seeing how cautious he was, afraid of getting her belly hurt, Song Qingyu couldn't help but remind him.

"Don't be so nervous."

Shen Shian shook his head and touched her not-so-obvious belly with his large hand.

Subsequently

He raised his head seriously and said, "It said it was very happy."

"it?"

Song Qingyu was confused.

Shen Shian pointed at her belly and said, "Yes, my seed."

"..."

"Cough cough."

Lin Xiao was so shocked by his boss's words that he started coughing violently.

Song Qingyu's face suddenly turned red, and she slapped his hand away angrily: "Shut up!"

Fortunately, she thought he was very stable.

Now it seems that she really thought too much.

Man.

We all have our childish moments!

Seeing Song Qingyu like this, Shen Shian was afraid that she would be really angry. Although he had a lot to say to the baby in his belly, he could only suppress his thoughts.

Wait until it is born.

He wants to talk with the child for a few days.

Shen Shian made a plan in his mind, but Song Qingyu knew nothing and just stayed in his seat.

The seats, the temperature, everything is the most comfortable.

Song Qingyu closed his eyes in a daze.

His head nodded intermittently.

A gentle smile appeared on Shen Shian's thin lips. He supported Song Qingyu's head and let her lean on his shoulder.

The big hands also held her tightly.

Lin Xiao looked at Shen Shian through the rearview mirror, feeling deeply moved.

A few days ago, Mr. Shen seemed to be in good health every day, but now he is better, he has a woman and a child.

He will have a good life from now on!

In a daze.

Song Qingyu felt like someone was carrying her out of the car.

Steadily.

There was also the sound of a strong heartbeat next to my ear.

At the tip of my nose, I could smell the familiar scent of sinking water.

Song Qingyu wanted to open her eyes, but she was too sleepy. She opened them a crack and saw a familiar house.

"Are you home yet?"

She murmured.

My memory is a little messy, as if I have returned to my previous life.

Shen Shian's voice came from beside my ear: "We're home, go to sleep, I'll carry you in."

She was still covered with his suit jacket.

The suit jacket, which he had just said was expensive, already had wrinkles.

Song Qingyu gently arched her back in his arms and rubbed her face against his chest: "Shen Shian, am I dreaming? You have to see clearly, I am Song Qingyu, not Ning Yueqi..."

There was a hint of grievance and sadness in her voice.

As soon as I saw it, I thought I was dreaming.

Shen Shian's heart seemed to be suddenly stabbed by something.

In his previous life, before he woke up in this life, he did so many things that hurt him.

He should be thankful.

God was kind to him.

He should be thankful that Song Qingyu still has him in her heart and is willing to give him a chance.

otherwise.

Whether in the last life or this life, he is going to lose her completely.

"I know who you are."

Shen Shian held her tightly in his arms.

"You are Song Qingyu, the woman I love, my sweetheart."

Song Qingyu seemed to be amused by his words "darling".

He laughed softly twice.

Fell into a sleep contentedly.

Shen Shian carried her into the living room, and what Jiang Minya saw was her son holding her daughter.

Her smile is as beautiful as a flower.

"I told you, the hospital is not a good place, send Xiaoyu upstairs to sleep."

She stayed up so late waiting.

I received a call from my son saying that they would be back tonight.

She said that since he didn't come back so late, she thought he was just teasing her, but she didn't expect that he would really come back together.

From now on.

Their family was going to be the same again, and it was simply the best thing that had happened in years.

Shen Shian carried Song Qingyu to the room.

Put her on the bed.

He smoothed her messy hair, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead.

Because I was worried that she would have back pain while sleeping during pregnancy, I adjusted her sleeping position and placed a pillow behind her.

Wait until all this is finished.

He was just about to leave.

Suddenly I saw Jiang Min-ya standing at the door.

Looking at him with satisfaction.

"You are indeed a good son to your mother."

Jiang Minya praised him generously, "You're worried about Xiaoyu's back pain. Let me tell you, being pregnant is hard for women. Now it's just back pain, but when the baby grows up, all the internal organs will be squeezed together, and you won't be able to eat or sleep well."

Thinking about her previous pregnancy, Jiang Min-ya couldn't help sighing.

"When I was pregnant with you, I almost wanted to commit suicide. I am such a beautiful mother, don't you think?"

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