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Wen Jingcheng never knew that Yan Muqi could care so much about a person, everything would go through his hands every day, and even every time was in his hands.Time for eating, time for Wen Jingcheng to write, time for sleeping, and various other things.Wen Jingcheng also enjoyed it, enjoying Yan Muqi's excessive care with peace of mind.

As soon as Yan Muqi came out of the shower, she saw Wen Jingcheng was still leaning against the bedside, holding her computer in his hand, typing rapidly on the keyboard with her fingers.Yan Muqi coughed lightly to remind Wen Jingcheng to come out by himself, and then saw Wen Jingcheng turn off the computer without haste, then raised his head slightly to look at him, with an innocent expression indicating that he had done nothing just now.

Seeing his cute appearance, Yan Muqi couldn't help but want to take him apart and eat him.Thinking that it was still a dangerous period, Yan Muqi didn't even dare to kiss Wen Jingcheng in his arms, fearing that if he couldn't help it, he would put him on the bed and do it.I didn't realize that I had no self-control in front of Wen Jingcheng before, but now I see Wen Jingcheng smiling softly at him, and the lower body can raise the national flag.

"Go to sleep, don't stay up late, it's almost 10 o'clock." Yan Muqi handed over the milk in his hand, and rubbed Wen Jingcheng's hair, feeling that his little wife's hair was really soft, no matter where it was.

Wen Jingcheng took the milk helplessly. It used to be a common occurrence at 11 o'clock, but now he is forced to go to bed before 10 o'clock every day.Wen Jingcheng gulped down the milk, pouted with a little dissatisfaction: "Aren't you busy now? You came back so early in the afternoon, don't worry about your company."

Yan Muqi watched as Wen Jingcheng's tongue licked off the milk stains at the corner of his mouth, and his throat tightened: "I'm the boss, so I don't need to clock in. I can come back whenever I want. The company is running smoothly during this period of time. Besides, the most important thing is to be with you now." Yan Muqi moved to Wen Jingcheng's side, and licked off all the milk stains that Wen Jingcheng didn't lick clean.Smack it and smack your lips, then leaned close to Wen Jingcheng's ear and said, "It's so sweet." Satisfied to see that Wen Jingcheng's entire face turned pink with shame.

Wen Jingcheng didn't look at him, turned his face away, and shrank into the quilt with a blushing face: "You...you are always playing hooligans, I don't care about you anymore!" The voice muffled in the quilt, softly, knocked in into Yan Muqi's heart.

Yan Muqi pulled him out of the quilt and turned his face towards himself: "The doctor said it's best to sleep on the left side during pregnancy, you won't feel so uncomfortable."

Wen Jingcheng looked at Yan Muqi's nervous expression, and couldn't help laughing in his heart: "He is still a small grain of rice. I sleep on my left side every day, and I am almost paralyzed. Mr. Yan, can you stop being so nervous? You're so nervous that I'm nervous too."

After hearing Wen Jingcheng's words, Yan Muqi didn't speak, but just hugged him into his arms and buried his head in his neck: "I'm just afraid, I'm afraid of losing you again, so I can only be more careful and careful a little."

It is rare for Wen Jingcheng to see Yan Muqi showing his frail and fearful side, with soreness in his heart, he reached out and hugged Yan Muqi: "It will be fine, his vitality will be very tenacious, we can all see that he is healthy and healthy." grow up healthy."

Wen Jingcheng pulled Yan Muqi's hand to his lower abdomen. There is no obvious arc yet, but the temperature is a little higher than other places.Yan Muqi suddenly felt that his eyes were hot, that the child under his palm was his own, and now he could protect him and watch him grow up little by little in his father's stomach.

I will no longer miss any details of his growth, Yan Muqi felt a warm current rushing through his heart, and said to Wen Jingcheng sullenly: "Thank you, really thank you, for giving so much for me."

Wen Jingcheng didn't reply to his words, but just hugged him a little harder, comforting Yan Muqi wordlessly.

When Yan Muqi received the call from Mu Chu, he was cooking porridge for Wen Jingcheng, and his pregnancy reaction was particularly violent.I can't eat anything, and I have to spend half an hour in the toilet when I wake up in the morning.Yan Muqi made countless phone calls to Yan's mother, asking how to stop vomiting, and even went to the hospital several times, the doctor was about to know him.In the end, he could only cook porridge for Wen Jingcheng every day, so he could drink half a bowl.

"Hello? Ah Chu?" Yan Muqi clamped the phone between his ears and shoulders, stirring the porridge in the pot with his hands.

"..." There was silence for a long time, just when Yan Muqi thought it was Mu Chu who made the wrong call and wanted to hang up, Mu Chu said: "I...may be pregnant, Aqi."

"..." Yan Muqi just stood still in the kitchen with his mobile phone in his hands, his mind was in chaos.

The news made him so uneasy that he didn't even realize that his hands were scalded with blisters.Wen Jingcheng found out when he was delivering porridge to Wen Jingcheng.

Wen Jingcheng opened the medical box, and carefully and carefully applied the medicine to him. Yan Muqi looked down at Wen Jingcheng with lowered eyes, the movements of his hands were gentle, and there was undisguised distress on his face.Yan Muqi suddenly had the urge to ask Mu Chu to kill the child. He didn't want this news to damage his relationship with Wen Jingcheng, even if Mu Chu brought him the news.

"Why are you so careless? Didn't you notice the blisters on your hands?" Wen Jingcheng was a little angry that Yan Muqi didn't take care of himself, and the sound of closing the medical box was a little loud. "Let's leave these things to the nanny at home in the future. If you are so careless, you don't know where you will hurt next time."

Yan Muqi smiled indifferently, and shook Wen Jingcheng's hand instead: "It's meaningless to entrust others to do things like cooking for you. I like to do these things for you."

Wen Jingcheng has lost a lot of weight recently, the baby fat on his face is gone, and his chin is so sharp that it looks like it can stab someone to death.Yan Muqi felt distressed for a while, and felt in his heart that he had to go to Mu Chu to resolve the matter between the two of them.

But what can he do to Mu Chu?He knew that Mu Chu must want to keep the child, and he had always hoped that he and Mu Chu would have a home for the two of them, a nest for two, and a child for two.However, now his inner thoughts are a little shaken, and he also wants to live a good life with Wen Jingcheng.

Yan Muqi held Wen Jingcheng who had fallen asleep in his arms. Recently, Wen Jingcheng has been very lethargic and sleeps most of the time every day.Yan Muqi touched Wen Jingcheng's slightly protruding spine, thinking of a way to have both, a way to protect Wen Jingcheng and prevent Mu Chu from being injured.