Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

The sunset in the evening is full of warmth.

The breeze blows, the gauze curtains float, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and plants.

On the soft pillow, the woman's thick black silk hair was spread randomly, like a piece of fine silk. Her fair and jade cheeks showed a faint pink color. When she was sleeping, her eyebrows were less sharp and more sharp. Somewhat soft.

Ge Di, her long eyelashes trembled, she raised her hand to rub her somewhat groggy head, and looked around the room sleepily, but did not find that familiar figure.

She yawned, her eyes misted, and she sat up lazily.

Suddenly, very light footsteps sounded.

Jian Qing turned to look, her eyes clear and clear.

The next second, the door opened.

The man's slender legs stepped in, and his charming handsome face came into view. Their eyes met in the air, and the corners of Jian Qing's lips quietly raised.

"woke up?"

Quan Jingwu was holding a tray in his hand, and when he saw the person sitting on the bed, his deep voice was a little more iron-blooded and tender.

Jian Qing nodded with crooked eyebrows, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed when he stopped her.

"Sit down, don't come down, the ground is cold."

Quan Jingwu put down the tray, sat down by the bed, and put the quilt back on her knees.

Jian Qing glanced at the carpet on the floor and smiled helplessly.

"Eat some porridge first, you haven't eaten much all day." Quan Jingwu picked up the small bowl, and the porridge was still steaming just out of the oven.

He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to her lips: "It's a bit hot, slow down."

Maybe after a good sleep, she felt refreshed and the inexplicable feeling of nausea disappeared. Jian Qing opened her mouth and ate the fish porridge he fed.

A warmth spread across her empty stomach, and she narrowed her eyes in contentment.

"tasty."

She ate happily, and Quan Jingwu was satisfied. Then he took another spoonful and cooled it down before feeding it to her mouth.

"If it's delicious, eat more. I'll get you some fruit after you finish eating."

Jian Qing nodded and ate less than half of the bowl. Suddenly she remembered the cake she mentioned in the hospital this morning. She swallowed the porridge in her mouth and said quickly: "Xiao Jing, my cake."

Quan Jingwu raised his eyebrows: "You still want to eat?"

Jian Qing nodded hurriedly, looking straight at him with clear eyes: "Don't go back on your word, you bought it as promised."

Quan Jingwu smiled helplessly, put down the spoon and lightly scraped the tip of her delicate nose: "It was so uncomfortable to vomit at noon, but you can still eat the cake now, okay?"

Thinking of her pitiful look with red eyes due to vomiting in the bathroom at noon, Quan Jingwu's unfurled eyebrows wrinkled again.

"If you want to eat, you have to eat." Jian Qing thought that he was regretting not eating, so she grabbed his sleeve with her plain hands, shaking the porridge in his bowl so much that he almost spilled it.

"I've bought the cake and I'll bring it to you later." Quan Jingwu held her hand and said lovingly.

"When did you buy it?" Jian Qing was stunned for a moment.

Quan Jingwu: "When I came back at noon, I asked Shen Hao to buy it."

Hearing this, Jian Qing's eyes sparkled, she hugged his neck, her red lips pressed against his thin lips, making a soft "chirp" sound.

"King Bawang, I love you the most!"

The soft voice and straightforward words were sweet to Quan Jingwu's heart.

He curled his lips: "Idiot."

After filling her stomach, Jian Qing couldn't stay in bed any longer, so she pulled Quan Jingwu downstairs. As soon as she reached the stairwell, she heard lively voices coming from the living room.

"This one looks good, and this one is not bad either."

"No, this one is too small. I think this one is better."

"If you ask me, order them all, and then make a special toy room. Then the two babies can play in it."

"But baby girls and baby boys play with different toys. We don't know the gender of the baby yet."

In the living room, Mr. Quan had returned from a meeting. A group of people were sitting around the living room, holding books in their hands, discussing animatedly.

When Quan Yifei came back from work, she heard that Jian Qing was pregnant with two babies, and she was so happy that she almost grinned to the back of her head.

"I would say, don't buy toys yet. Design and decorate the baby's room first. After you know the gender of the babies, you can then buy toys and clothes. Just decorate the room in warm colors. By then, whether it is a boy or a girl, It works.”

"Jian Qing, you're awake." Wen Ya was facing the stairs. She raised her head and saw Jian Qing and two people coming down from the stairs, and shouted softly.

"Come and sit here, we are discussing the baby."

Quan Mingxuan stood up and sat next to Quan Yifei, making room for them. Quan Jingwu sat down with Jian Qing in his arms.

Jian Qing's mouth trembled slightly when she saw the books on the table.

Magazines on baby clothes, magazines on toys...

Are they trying to move all the stuff from the baby products store in the mall back?

"Xiao Qing'er, this is a book about baby room decoration styles. Take a look at which one is better. Let someone come here tomorrow to start decorating." Rui Yi handed the book in her hand to Jian Qing. The smile on her face disappeared throughout the afternoon. Disappeared.

Jian Qing lowered her eyes and glanced at the book in her hand. The baby rooms with different styles were very delicate and warm: "Mom, don't be so anxious."

"It's getting late. The baby will be born in a few months. Besides, after the nursery is decorated, we still have to buy supplies for the babies. Of course, we have to prepare them in advance," Rui said.

"That's right, Third Sister-in-law, Second Brother said that he will take care of all the toys for the babies. Don't be polite to him and buy them with all your strength." Quan Yifei pointed at Quan Mingxuan and said with a smile.

Quan Mingxuan felt extremely happy when he thought that two little guys would surround him and call him uncle. He said proudly: "Yifei is right, buy whatever you want."

Of course, I pampered my little nephew and niece very much.

"My dear, there's no need to be polite to him, just pick the one you like." Quan Jingwu circled her from behind with one hand, opened the book, and picked out the decoration style of the baby's room.

Jian Qing's red lips curled slightly, and she lowered her eyes to choose with him.

"Is this good?" Quan Jingwu rested his chin on her shoulder, looking at the book in his hand more seriously than the company's documents.

Jian Qing followed the position he pointed at and touched the lavender baby's room. It was obviously in the style of a little princess. She glanced at him, her smile showing a bit of helplessness.

This man really couldn't forget his little cotton-padded jacket.

What should she do if she suddenly feels sorry for her son? Why is he so ignored by his own father?

"Let me see, let me see."

Quan Yifei was the closest to the two. When he heard Quan Jingwu's words, he took a look and couldn't help but laugh.

"Third brother, what you chose is too little princess style, right? What if third sister-in-law is pregnant with a little prince?"

This biological father is too biased.

Quan Jingwu glanced at her lightly and said in a cool voice: "Quan Yifei, do you want to go back to the company and work overtime?"

Everyone talks about the little prince, what will happen when his little cotton-padded jacket hears one and becomes unhappy and stops coming? Who among them can afford to pay back a little cotton-padded jacket to him.