I don’t know how to answer. I kept leaning against the head of the bed, my eyes drooping, neither looking at him nor myself, my expression flying far and far away. Even if I were childhood sweethearts, even my love and love by my pillow, who had really known who?

"Miaolian..."

In the darkness, he held her hand, and the palms were very warm. Since she became pregnant, her body temperature has increased, and her palms are often hot, unlike when she vomited blood.

Even her belly was diagnosed with "uterine cold", but I don't know if it was the recovery or because of pregnancy, but now it has become hot.

It can be guaranteed that the child can live comfortably in the mother's warm belly, rather than being exposed to the cold. His big hands gently caressed, bringing a reassuring power.

Even when he and her were the closest, they were never so gentle - it was a kind of tenderness beyond the love between men and women, far beyond the simple love between men and women, a deep fusion, husband and wife, relatives, and long-term support... Maybe one day, the two of them never had a little passion again, but that warm feeling will only become longer and deeper and deeper.

The big hand was down and the ten fingers were crossed.

Even the scars in the palms are warm, and they are fused with the flesh and blood, and they cannot be distinguished. However, you can feel it because the slight bulge is a little slight difference.

In the dark night, Tuoba Hong's voice was filled with emotion: "Miaolian, we have been together for so many years without realizing it... Alas, after this long time, I can still clearly remember the big cake you secretly came to the secret room and brought me to eat... The big cake is so delicious..."

The child who had been horny for two or three days almost regarded the pancake as a peerless delicacy at that time.

Even if he had delicacies every day afterwards, he never felt that the food tasted so good again.
Chapter completed!