Zhan Qipei quickly moved a stool, walked to Qiao Jing and sat down, staring at the woman nervously.
"Much better, I'm fine."
Zhan Qipei stared at Qiao Jing's belly for a while, then asked again.
"Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to cook you a bowl of porridge."
Qiao Jing shook his head.
"No need to bother, I'm not hungry."
Ni Yue and I had already eaten a lot in the evening, so it was impossible to be hungry now, and she was not in the habit of eating late night snacks.
Zhan Qipei kept stroking his hands, as if this could help Qiao Jing relieve his discomfort.
"Are they going to kick you?"
Qiao Jing was amused by this question and showed a faint smile.
"They haven't been able to kick anyone yet. By asking this question, are you trying to help me share some of my pain?"
Originally, she said the second half of the sentence in a joking tone, but she didn't expect that the man actually took it seriously.
Zhan Qipei raised his long eyebrows and thought about the possibility of this matter. After a while, he quickly relaxed and asked seriously.
"Is there any way I can help you share it? If so, I can transfer all the pain you suffer to me."
His wife is Doctor Jing. What if he can really develop some medicine to divert pain?
Qiao Jing laughed out loud, her eyebrows arched.
"Do you think I have super powers? I can transfer pain whenever I want?"
Zhan Qi Pei's dark eyes dimmed, then brightened up again after a moment, and he made a promise to Qiao Jing.
"It's okay. If we can't share the burden, I'll treat you twice as much to make you happy."
After saying this, his eyes fell on Qiao Jing's belly, the tenderness in his eyes turned serious, and he opened his mouth to talk to the child in his belly.
"You can't kick your mother in the future, do you understand? Otherwise, when you grow up, I will teach you a lesson for your mother."
When Qiao Jing saw this scene, she felt dazed for a moment, as if she and Zhan Qi Pei were a voluntary couple who were living a loving life.
The window that could not be closed tightly suddenly blew in a gust of cold wind, bringing her back to reality.
She suddenly woke up, but she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.
Zhan Qipei also felt the wind, quickly stood up and closed the window tightly.
Qiao Jing stared at the man's generous back for a second, then lowered her eyes and glanced at her belly.
Eventually we have to return to reality.
After Zhan Qipei closed the window, he went back to sit next to Qiao Jing, and once again covered her slightly swollen belly with his big hands, stroking her carefully.
His other hand was not idle either. He opened his phone and didn't know what he was looking at.
After the ward became quiet again, Qiao Jing glanced at her cell phone, which had been thrown to a black screen.
Just as she was about to get up and find something else to relieve her boredom, the man next to her made a move.
Zhan Qipei put down his phone and put his warm hands on Qiao Jing's belly, but he felt that his clothes were a little in the way.
"Can you lift up your clothes? Just lift them up to your belly."
Qiao Jing frowned, and just when he was about to refuse, he caught a glimpse of the man's cell phone with the screen still on.
The line above caught her attention.
“How to massage a pregnant woman’s belly?”
Qiao Jing glanced at Zhan Qi Pei and hesitated, but she still didn't make up her mind to reject the man.
"Just press it through your clothes."
Zhan Qipei shook his head and spoke stubbornly, but was afraid that Qiao Jing wouldn't believe it, so he took the phone over.
"It says here that pressing through clothes is not effective."
Qiao Jing stared at the line of words on the phone screen and hesitated for a long time.
Before she could speak, the man's hand tentatively lifted a corner of her clothes.
Qiao Jing saw the cautious look on Zhan Qipei's face, which reminded her of a big stray dog. She cautiously asked if she could adopt me, but she finally relented.
"Okay, okay, you can press it, but it's only been more than three months, so you can't press it for too long."
Zhan Qi's dark eyes lit up, and he half-lifted the corner of the woman's clothes, revealing her slightly bulging belly.
He followed the instructions given by the doctor on the Internet, caressing her from left to right and from top to bottom with his big hands, curling up the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tenderness and deep love.
Qiao Jing felt a little comfortable, but also a little numb.
It was fine through her clothes at first, but now Zhan Qipei's hands were in direct contact with her skin, making her even more sensitive.
The man's fingertips were calloused, and his warm palms were caressing the skin on her belly and moving back and forth, making her uncontrollably shrink her belly.
When Zhan Qipei felt the skin on his palm sinking, his movements froze immediately, thinking there was something wrong with his technique.
He hurriedly raised his head and looked up at Qiao Jing.
"Why does my stomach sink? I pressed..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt his stomach return to its original shape again.
Qiao Jing saw Zhan Qi Pei's face full of panic. Did this man think his stomach was pressed by him?
Her laughter overflowed from her mouth, and she looked at Zhan Qi Pei with a smile in her eyes.
Only then did Zhan Qipei realize that he was so nervous that he had even forgotten that people could tighten their abdomen.
He thought the child had been pressed down by him
After just about ten minutes of continuous massage, Qiao Jing had a headache, and her physiological tears started to hang on her eyelashes.
"Stop pressing the button, I'm going to sleep..."
Zhan Qipei raised his head and glanced at Qiao Jing, reluctantly let go of his hand, and looked at the clock again.
After he tucked the woman into bed, he had someone send him a set of clothes. When he came out of the shower, Qiao Jing was already fast asleep on the bed.
Zhan Qipei slowed down his steps and walked slowly to the bed.
Between sleeping on the sofa and continuing to massage Qiao Jing, he chose the latter.
The man opened a corner of the quilt, lay beside Qiao Jing, and touched the woman's belly with his hands again.
He was worried that he would wake the other person, so he could only caress her gently through his clothes.
The next morning, when Qiao Jing woke up, she moved her body and found a pair of strong arms on her waist.
The man's big hand was still on her belly, and she could hear his gentle breathing.
Did he crawl into her bed while she was asleep?
Qiao Jing turned sideways and faced the man's handsome face.
Just when she was about to escape from the other party's arms, Zhan Qipei opened her eyes.
This scene made Qiao Jing feel a little familiar, but the man's position changed from lying next to the bed to lying next to her.
Qiao Jing's cold voice sounded.
"When did you fall asleep?"
Zhan Qipei suddenly woke up when he saw Qiao Jin's cold and beautiful face and the other party's probing eyes.
He looked at the clock hanging on the wall and found that it was already seven o'clock in the morning.
Last night, while lying on the bed and being pressed by Qiao Jing, he felt that the woman's stomach was a little cold, so he covered her stomach with the palm of his hand.
Later, he forgot the time and fell asleep a little late. As a result, he failed to wake up early in the morning and was caught...
Zhan Qi Pei cleared his throat with some guilt.
"Last night when you were asleep, I touched your belly and felt a little cold. I covered it with my hand, and then I accidentally fell asleep..."
Qiao Jing stared at Zhan Qipei's face for a long time and asked another question.
"Have you ever done this before?"
After Zhan Qipei heard this, he pursed his thin lips and immediately denied it.
"No, yesterday I lost track of time and fell asleep because I wanted to hold your stomach."
Qiao Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and after finding no trace of lying on Zhan Qi Pei's face, he stopped asking further.
Just when she was about to get out of bed, she suddenly felt a terrible pain in her ankle!