Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

In the evening, Song Jing helped Qin Mo take a bath. The steam made him dizzy, and he lost his strength when he moved to the bed. Song Jing hurriedly supported his legs and feet to help him lie down on his side. Mo Mo pointed to the quilt on one side;

"Leave this one out."

Although Song Jing and Qin Mo are sleeping on the same bed these days, they have always been under the same quilt. Song Jing has a criminal record, so naturally she dared not take a step beyond the thunder. When she heard the news, she was so happy that she forgot to react. A pair of big eyes looked at the people around him, this made Qin Mo laugh, and said with a smile;

"You don't want to?"

"I want it, I want it too much, I don't want it for a long time."

Song Jing's movements were already out of his head. He raised his hand and threw the quilt on his side onto the sofa on the other side. Then, like a big golden retriever, he wagged his tail and crawled into Qin Mo's quilt.

Usually, no one hurts the hard floor and can sleep well. Now that someone hurts the hard floor, Young Master Song is no longer the hard-working Young Master Song. Open arms, like a coquettish big dog;

"Hug me."

Qin Mo smiled helplessly, and raised his arms to hug him. Naturally, he didn't need any strength when he was lying on his side. He just wrapped his arms around his waist, and his voice was low but magnetic;

"Come here yourself."

Song Jing immediately moved to his side like a big silkworm chrysalis, not daring to lie down straight for fear of bumping into his stomach, so she bowed slightly. Qin Mo's body smelled fresh from the shower gel that had just been used up. They're wearing the same style, but he just loves the smell of him.

He put his arms around Qin Mo's neck, and put his head on his pillow;

"Mr. Qin, why did you come back suddenly?"

Qin Mo laughed out loud;

"Why? Not used to it? Still think it's good?"

Song Jing quickly shook her head;

"No, it's just a little sudden."

In fact, he was afraid that Qin Mo would have other ideas, that he would not have confidence in the operation, and decided to ignore the past after passing this time as if it was the last time. How could Qin Mo fail to guess what he was thinking about him?bow slightly;

"Did you overthink it?"

Song Jing didn't want to hide it from him. After all, at this moment, he felt that the most important thing between them was honesty. He didn't want the previous misunderstanding to happen again;

"Well, I was thinking too much."

Qin Mo smiled lightly, and ran his hands along his neck like treating a kitten;

"Afraid that I don't have confidence, do you regard now as the last time?"

After hearing this, Song Jing's arms around his neck instantly tightened, and there was obvious resistance in his eyes;

"You must not think so."

"Well, it seems that I can't think about it?"

Song Jing clung to him and didn't want to separate. This kind of behavior was unprecedented clinginess, which made Qin Mo's heart soften. He was already older than Song Jing, and his performance for such a long time was enough. sighed slightly;

"It's been five months, and you're not living well these days. You can't eat well, sleep well, and you have to look at your face when you serve me. That's enough."

In the past few months, Song Jing's life has not been easy. She was frightened, guilty, and experienced a kidnapping that almost killed her. No matter how angry she was in the past, it really came from a misunderstanding.

Song Jing's eyes turned red when he heard that. He was already prepared for a protracted battle. He never thought that he and Qin Mo could go back to the beginning. Everything is fine, they are still living under the same roof, he is contented, but now it seems that the happiness came too suddenly and he is worried about gains and losses. What does he not understand after hearing what he said now?Qin Mo's heart softened, and he finally softened towards him.

He hugged the people around him and didn't know what to say, how could it be possible?In the past few months, this person has only treated him a little worse. What kind of punishment is this compared to what he did?Qin Mo knew what he was thinking and pinched the back of his neck;

"Okay, let's all be well in the future, and accompany me to the baby's room tomorrow to see if there is anything missing and make up for it. Talking to Lin Yelan today, I still feel that we have prepared and understood too little , She is right in saying that the birth of a child is the first step in the long march, and now it is more than half a month before I can meet the little guy, and I can't wait until the child comes out before being in a hurry."

Song Jing knew that he didn't want him to be entangled anymore, and he was not a hypocritical person. If Qin Mo was willing to give him this opportunity, he had to seize it. It was meaningless to be entangled in what was there and what was not. In the future, they will live a good life together. the most important;

"Okay, let's take a look together tomorrow. By the way, the people there also suggested that we can take some necessary courses during pregnancy. Of course, it is also possible to wait for the child to be born. After all, we chose It’s a professional team, not just one person, there were too many things to put on the agenda a while ago, but we can start this month.”

Qin Mo nodded, there was really no time at that time;

"Okay, you can contact me, we have video lessons at home."

They just lay in the same bed discussing the future life after the arrival of the child. Song Jing's whole heart was full. He felt that nothing made him look forward to the future more than this moment. Chatting like this It was getting late, but Qin Mo suddenly let go of Song Jing and made a sound;

"I feel a little hungry, are you hungry?"

Song Jing looked up at him, then looked at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock, and they ate dinner around six o'clock, probably when they were hungry;

"I'm fine, do you have anything you want to eat? There's still scallop porridge in the kitchen, do you want to warm it up?"

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but Qin Mo pulled him. Since he was pregnant, whenever he was hungry, he would have something to eat;

"The private restaurant you took me to eat last time has a hot and sour fish fillet with rattan pepper. I want to eat the hot and sour bamboo shoots in it."

Song Jing remembered the private restaurant he mentioned, and immediately raised her hand to touch her mobile phone and began to search for the owner's phone number;

"That one is not far from us, I'll call now."

The customers of that restaurant are mainly middle-to-high-income people. People with an identity like Song Jing are originally VIP customers, and the response to a phone call is very neat;

"They open late, saying that this dish is not slow, and it can be delivered in 30 minutes at the latest, but it is a little late now, and you still can't eat too much. You are hungry now, do you want to warm up some milk for you? "

Song Jing knew that the fish he was talking about was still a bit spicy, so it wasn't good to eat it straight tonight, it was better to have something to cushion his stomach.

"I don't want to drink milk."

Qin Mo didn't really like to drink milk, but he got used to it for nutrition since he was pregnant. Song Jing's eyes lit up;

"There's still bird's nest in the kitchen, let me heat it up and drink a little bit of padding?"

"I'll go with you, my waist is sore, move around."

Song Jing helped him get up and sat down in the living room, then turned around and went to the kitchen, served him a bowl when it was hot, and she also ordered a bowl, then sat beside him with a smile;

"Take a bite with you, I haven't eaten this before."

Qin Mo drank the bird's nest slowly, then suddenly paused, Song Jing turned his head;

"what happened?"

The people around him lowered their heads and put their hands on their stomachs, their faces softened by the warm yellow light in the living room at night;

"He woke up, just in time, and went to sleep together for an hour."

Song Jing raised her hand and touched his stomach, feeling the churning of the little guy inside;

"Does it make you uncomfortable if he moves like this?"

Qin Mo leaned against the pillow behind him;

"Fortunately, I'm used to it. If I don't move, I'm worried."

After hearing Zhou Hai's words during the day, the two of them now attach great importance to the fetal movement, and they have to be careful at the last moment. It really didn't work for 30 minutes when the meal was delivered. Song Jing got up to pick up the meal and laughed;

"It seems that there is no traffic jam in Kuncheng after ten o'clock. Come and try."

The two of them were eating supper in the living room at night, Qin Mo seemed to be really greedy for this bite, the hot and sour rattan pepper fish didn't eat a bite of fish, only the fresh bamboo shoots in it, Song Jing didn't dare to let him have only This irritating thing would occasionally feed him a mouthful of bird's nest, Qin Mo was not greedy, after tasting the taste, he would not dare to eat more.

"Xiao Jing, walk with me, turn around for a while before going to sleep."

The casual sentence made Song Jing stop the piece of fish that was brought to his mouth. He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him in a daze. "Xiao Jing, this is what Qin Mo called him for three years. He once hated him." But this person has never called him like that since five months ago. Every time he is called by his first name and surname, Song Jing is always good, and sometimes it is Mr. Song. It was the first time he was willing to call him that, and he immediately put down his chopsticks;

"Okay, let's go, Mr. Qin has agreed, and he still wants to call me like this."

Song Jing put her arms around his body, her tone was like a child asking for candy, Qin Mo patted his arm;

"Okay, Xiaojing."

The baby's fetal movement was indeed regular, and he fell asleep at eleven o'clock. Qin Mo said that he wanted to move around, but he was old and his heart was not good. Song Jing held on, his breathing began to be a little rough, and his steps became more and more cumbersome, Song Jing didn't want him to force it;

"Let's go back to the room when we're tired. I'll help you loosen your back so you can sleep better."

As soon as Qin Mo nodded, he felt a severe throbbing pain in his calf, and his knee went limp;

"Xiao Jing, on the leg...um"

The cramps hurt so badly that Qin Mo's heart groaned. Song Jing was no longer flustered by the cramps in the third trimester of pregnancy. He picked Qin Mo up and walked back to the room quickly, put her on the bed, and pressed her down quickly. Rubbing his calf, following the texture of his muscles, until the calf regained its softness, he raised his hand and took the essential oil from the bedside table;

"I'd better press it again, in case you have cramps at night and you can't sleep well, just lie down."

Qin Mo was a little sleepy, and his consciousness became a little drowsy after lying down. He was familiar with Song Jing's technique. The slow massage and the faint fragrance of essential oils helped him fall asleep. Song Jing pressed his legs and rubbed his waist for him. After everything was settled, he carefully slipped into his bed from the other side. He only needed to raise his hand slightly to touch the sleeping person next to him, not across the quilt, let alone a bed. The place within his reach, such happiness even made him feel a bit in a trance, for fear that this was a dream, and it would be different when he opened his eyes.

The consequence of nervous excitement is that he fell asleep in the middle of the night, and the consequence of going to bed late is that he didn’t wake up when he should normally wake up. Qin Mo even opened his eyes and the clingy guy next to him was still asleep. Beside his pillow, he closed his eyes and continued to meditate. The child in his stomach had already woken up. He silently felt the fetal movement and counted.

"Hmm... are you awake? What time is it?"

Song Jing opened his eyes and hugged the person in front of him. What happened last night made him eager to confirm whether it was true today. Soon, a pair of hands hugged him back, and Qin Mo raised his hand to ignore it. Trimming his sweaty forehead while sleeping;

"It's past eight o'clock, but you can sleep. What time did you go to bed last night?"

The warm body temperature on the hand made Song Jing's heart calm down slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously;

"I was so excited last night. The last time I looked at my watch, it was past one o'clock. Mr. Qin, do you still remember what you said yesterday?"

Song Jing's eyelids were all swollen, but she still stared at the people around her to confirm the answer with a pair of fish eyes. These swollen eyes made Qin Mo laugh;

"Hey, why did you sleep like this, without a pillow at night? When did my words count? Huh?"

The author says:

Mr. Qin became a favorite;

Think about it and completely ignore Song Gou;

Such a good Mr. Qin will pass through the gate of hell soon;

Sweet two chapters will be abused;

Mrs. Jiang next door supports me;

Superficially squeamish, but in fact endures sickness & weakness & thinks he is a straight man, but he has already been tempted;

If you like it, you will not regret it;

"Behind the car of the squeamish and sick young man by mistake"

Let's finish the article next door again;

"I Married the Boss Finger Pulp"

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The age difference is 9 years, the offense is greater than the shou, the young master first hurt the text of the crematorium in the later period of the boss