[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

The recent meals are all made by Su Zhuo, and Sancho can eat them, but he has never seen Su Zhuo, nor has he exposed him.

After all, he doesn't want to see Su Zhuo, so it's fine, he just pretends that he doesn't know, and he still lives his own life every day.

I have to say that Su Zhuo's cooking still suits his taste. Sancho's appetite has not been very good after the morning sickness a few months ago, but it has improved recently.

In the afternoon, when Chu Han went out to buy groceries, Sancho lay alone on the recliner under the big locust tree, rubbing his belly and lost in thought.

The sweet fragrance of Sophora japonica from the tree floated down and lingered in his nostrils, but there was still a bit of sadness on his face.

The child in the stomach is already nine months old, and his body is getting heavier and heavier, and even his legs and feet are slightly swollen.

Yesterday Chu Han also said that seeing him getting fatter, Sancho nodded with a smile and didn't say anything.

Now his body will feel tired even after standing for a while. It has to be said that the child has indeed caused him some sweet burdens.

Also, his time seems to be running out.

"San San, how much time do I have, I don't need to soak in water." Although Sancho has gradually overcome the matter of taking a bath, he is still pregnant with a child, and it is always inconvenient to soak often.

What's more, he couldn't get out of the tub by himself.

[Back to the master, plus the last night, there are still thirteen days left. ] 003's voice sounded.

Thirteen days?recent night?

Sancho was a little surprised. When I asked a few days ago, it was thirteen days, and he didn't move in the past few days.

【Yes. 】

003 called up the screen, and only then did Sancho see the figure squatting beside the bed holding his hand after he fell asleep every night.

It turned out that Su Zhuo would come here every night?Although he knew it was Su Zhuo, Sancho was still surprised that someone entered his room at night, and he didn't even know it.

But Su Zhuo is probably the only one who can enter his room in the middle of the night. If it was someone else he didn't know, Chu Han would have discovered it long ago.

A gust of cool wind blows away Sancho's thoughts. Although he is in the south, it is still a bit cold in the morning and evening in late autumn, not to mention that he is a little chilly.

Sancho got up, just took a step, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his stomach, he bent down, supported his stomach and sat back on the recliner.

After a while, his stomach still showed no sign of getting better. The cold sweat on his forehead ran down his chin, and Chu Han, who went out to buy groceries, didn't come back either.

The baby in his stomach moved suddenly, and Sancho was in more pain. He slowly stood up while supporting the recliner, enduring the pain and walking outside the door.

He is now going out to find someone to help, Chu Han doesn't know when he will be back, he can't wait here any longer.

After finally moving out of the door bit by bit, Sancho's face turned pale from the pain.

As soon as he went out, he couldn't hold on any longer and slid slowly to sit on the ground, covering his stomach, and biting his lower lip tightly.

The lip was bitten, and blood flowed down his lip, but now Sancho only felt the pain in his stomach, and the small wound on his lip could no longer be felt.

Su Zhuo has been wandering around the house all the time, he dare not let the little mermaid see him, but wants to stay beside the little mermaid.

He has been feeling chest tightness and discomfort today, and he was standing in a corner not far away, when he heard the sound of the courtyard door opening, Su Zhuo quickly hid in the corner.

After a while, there seemed to be a slight gasp, but no footsteps could be heard. Su Zhuo turned his head and looked out quietly.

Seeing at a glance, the pained face was pale, and when he was sitting on the ground, Su Zhuo panicked and quickly dodged over.

"Jojo, what's wrong with you? Does your stomach hurt?"

Su Zhuo's hands trembled a little nervously, but he didn't dare to touch the little mermaid on the ground.

The little mermaid looks too fragile now, Su Zhuo can only squat down, looking at him nervously with red eyes.

Sancho almost fainted from the pain, supported his stomach and slowly raised his head, looking at the person in front of him through a layer of mist in his glasses.

In a trance, he seemed to be still on the Yuli Peak in the past, as if he had never left.

San Qiao stretched out his hand, took the initiative to hold Su Zhuo's hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Master, I hurt..."

Su Zhuo's body seemed to be frozen, after a moment he realized, he held Sancho's hand tightly, and gently pulled him into his arms.

"Jojo, I'm here, you'll be fine."

Su Zhuo carefully picked him up horizontally, carried him back to his room, and put him on the bed.

Sancho's strength when he was alone just collapsed in an instant, and his tears turned into pearls, rolling down non-stop.

"Master, my stomach hurts, baby... baby..."

Su Zhuo let him sit in his arms, put his hand on Sancho's stomach, and slowly used his spiritual power to comfort the child in his stomach.

Sancho's body trembled slightly. He was in severe pain. He turned around and bit Su Zhuo's neck, hard.

Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Sancho's lips, but the two of them couldn't care less about it now.

When Chu Han came back from the outside, he was shocked when he saw the wide open courtyard door. He quickly ran to Sancho's room, and he was relieved when he saw the two people on the bed.

But he immediately noticed something was wrong, Sancho's face was buried on the side of Su Zhuo's neck, he couldn't see it, but the bright red blood had flowed down Su Zhuo's neck, staining his pure white gauze red.

Chu Han quickly ran to the bed, only to realize that Sancho's expression was wrong, he worriedly said: "Master, what's wrong with Qiao Qiao?"

San Qiao had already fallen asleep leaning against Su Zhuo's neck. Su Zhuo used a lot of spiritual power and bled some more, and his face was also pale.

He shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but suddenly my stomach hurts badly, I have stabilized it with my spiritual power, let's find a doctor to have a look."

Chu Han was relieved when he heard that he had stabilized, but he still stood by the bed with a somewhat sad expression.

"There is no man who can conceive in this human world, so... I can't find a doctor."

Su Zhuo looked up at him in surprise, and Chu Han continued to speak in a low voice.

"These days, Sancho has been paying attention to his body. Except for the severe morning sickness in the past few months, he has not experienced any problems. How could he suddenly be like this?"

Su Zhuo looked sideways at the little mermaid who had already fallen asleep, and slowly lifted him up and put him on the bed.

Su Zhuo's eyes were firmly fixed on San Qiao's face, and after a while he raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of San Qiao's lips.

"You stay here and guard him. I'll go back to Yuqiong Mountain and bring Lin He over."

Counting the days, it won't be long before the baby in Qiao Qiao's stomach is about to be born, and there is no doctor around him, so it's time to bring Lin He.

"Okay." Chu Han nodded, frowning slightly, looking at Sancho on the bed.

Su Zhuo pulled the quilt on one side, gently covered Sancho on the bed, then walked out the door quickly without looking back, and left directly with Yu Jian.

This is a small town on the edge of the south of the Yangtze River. Although Su Zhuo Yujian's speed is not slow, the distance is still a bit far. What's more, Su Zhuo's spiritual power is not enough now, so he still has to be careful.

He can disregard his body, but he is afraid that if something happens to him, he will waste even more time on the road.

Sancho woke up after sleeping for more than an hour, and slowly opened his eyes beside the bed, only Chu Han was watching over him.

He frowned slightly, he seemed to feel it in a trance before, Su Zhuo...

"Jojo, you're finally awake."

Chu Han immediately noticed that he opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Sancho reluctantly pulled the corners of his pale lips, and subconsciously caressed his stomach.

"I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"It's fine, it's my fault, I should always guard you."

Chu Han blamed himself a little. If he hadn't gone out, Sancho wouldn't be so serious.

"I'm fine, and the baby is fine."

Sancho held Chu Han's hand with one hand, and stroked his stomach with the other. It's good that the baby is fine, he just suffered some pain.

Chu Han nodded lowly, and touched Sancho's stomach with his hand.

"Baby, it's not good to be a godfather. You can bully me casually when you come out, okay?"

As if the baby understood what he said, he gently kicked Sancho in the stomach.

Both of them were startled, and they froze on the spot. Then, Chu Han and San Qiao looked at each other, and they laughed together.

After a while, the two of them calmed down a bit, and it was already dark outside, and Chu Han suddenly remembered that he went out to buy vegetables in the afternoon, and Qiao Qiao was still hungry.

He patted his head.

"Look at me, I forgot to make you something to eat, just wait a moment, I'll do it now."

Chu Han said that he would run out quickly and go to the kitchen to cook.

Sancho himself was left in the room again, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked down at his stomach.

He vaguely remembered that the person who carried him into the room seemed to be Su Zhuo, but he was already unconscious from the pain at that time, so he couldn't be sure.

There was some rust-like bloody smell in his mouth, and he remembered that when the pain was extreme, it seemed that he had bitten someone's neck.

But just now he looked at it quietly, and there were no tooth marks on Chu Wei's neck.

After Chu Han quickly fried the vegetables he bought, he cooked another pot of white fungus and lotus seed soup, and brought it to Sancho's room.

After helping Sancho off the bed, the two ate quietly.

Sancho sipped the white fungus and lotus seed soup in the bowl, looked up at Chu Han and whispered.

"Ah Han, did anyone else come here this afternoon? When I was outside the door...did you bring me in?"

Chu Han wanted to say it was Su Zhuo, but thinking of Sancho's attitude all the time, he swallowed the words again.

At this time, Qiao Qiao's health is not good, so he can't be stimulated anymore.

Chu Han nodded vaguely, and brought Sancho some more food.

Sancho thanked him in a low voice, then bowed his head and ate seriously.

It seemed that he was really in too much pain, and hallucinations appeared in his mind.

After eating, Chu Han helped Sancho to the bed again, let him sit on the head of the bed, and put the quilt on his lap.

"Qiao Qiao, the baby will be born in one month. You should stay in bed these days. If you are bored, call me to chat with you."

"Okay, I see." San Qiao felt that Chu Han was becoming more and more like an old woman, so he nodded and obediently agreed.

After Chu Han left, a sad look appeared on Sancho's face again.

There are still thirteen days, what should we do in the days after?