In short, Yi Yao has played through almost all the cartoon characters he watched as a child.
After a whole day, Yi Yao's hands were almost useless, and his fingertips were numb and numb.
Han Shaoqing, however, seemed to have infinite energy and was tireless, grabbing Yi Yao's arm and swinging it around.
"Otherwise, you can help me make another Patrick Star. I have SpongeBob and I want them to make a pair."
After receiving Han Shaoqing's request, Yi Yao rolled his eyes and said, "I really appreciate your support."
"You're welcome." Han Shaoqing's eyebrows were crescent and his smile was like a flower.
The next moment, Yi Yao raised his hand and slapped me hard, "You're welcome, you're happy, but my hand hurts."
Han Shaoqing's head suffered undue pain because of his greed.
He was seen holding the injured part, looking at Yi Yao with a sad face, and spoke in aggrieved manner.
"If you refuse, just refuse. Why do you do it? Are you worthy of me coming all the way to relieve your boredom?"
Facing Han Shaoqing's accusation, Yi Yao pointed to the dolls stuffed in the opponent's pockets and said, "I can bear it."
He looked in the direction Yi Yao pointed and smiled awkwardly, "Okay, I don't want it anymore."
"It's getting late, please go slowly without seeing me off." Yi Yao gave the order to expel the guest.
She was worried that when Wei Heng came back, he would run into Han Shaoqing, which would inevitably lead to embarrassment and might even lead to trouble.
"Okay, then you should go to bed early."
After the two said goodbye to each other, Han Shaoqing walked away, and Yi Yao cleaned up the mess in the living room.
Little did they know that Han Shaoqing happened to be outside the gate and met Wei Heng who was returning from an outing and was shivering.
Standing aside with his neck curled up, not daring to look at Wei Heng, he looked completely different from the two he just stood in front of Yi Yao.
Wei Heng noticed the dolls stuffed in Han Shaoqing's pockets and walked forward, "Where did they come from?"
"Yi Yao gave it to me." Han Shaoqing told the truth.
I prayed secretly in my heart, Yi Yao, please don't be angry with me, there's nothing I can do about it.
After learning about this, Wei Heng narrowed his eyes and couldn't clearly see his emotions at the moment. After a long time, he spoke quietly.
"you can go now."
In an instant, Han Shaoqing seemed to have received amnesty and disappeared out of sight.
Wei Heng withdrew his gaze and stepped into the living room. Yi Yao's busy figure came into view, and his originally empty heart felt a sense of belonging to home.
In just a moment, he put this feeling behind him, walked towards Yi Yao, and spoke coldly.
"Are you very laid-back?"
The sudden sound startled Yi Yao. Looking back, Wei Heng's dark eyes were staring at her.
Yi Yao breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "It's just something to pass the time when you have nothing to do."
"Have you forgotten the doctor's advice? How can your child be healthy if you don't get a good rest?"
Wei Heng kept talking about the baby, but Yi Yao was inexplicably unhappy, "I am a mother, how could I let something happen to my child?"
She knew very well that Wei Heng was a sharp-tongued man with a soft heart. Although he seemed indifferent on the surface, he actually still cared about the baby.
This is enough.
So, Yi Yao took out a doll and gave it to Wei Heng, "This is for you."
It can be regarded as a thank you to Wei Heng for taking care of her and his willingness to believe in the existence of this child.
Wei Heng's pupils shrank, looking at the doll that looked exactly like him, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Then he suddenly remembered that Han Shaoqing had put it in a pocket before leaving, and his face turned cold, "It's so ugly, do you think I will fall in love with it?"
When Wei Heng said this, Yi Yao lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "Okay, if you don't like it, then I'll throw it away."
After speaking, Yi Yao threw the doll into the trash can without saying a word, showing almost no nostalgia.
"Good night, Third Master, I won't disturb your rest." Yi Yao nodded slightly, turned around and went upstairs.
Wei Heng's eyes came to the trash can, then he looked away for a moment and returned to his room.
For several days, Yi Yao rested at home, and Wei Heng hired a specialized nutritionist from outside to prepare meat and vegetables for every meal.
The whole person has gained a lot of weight, and his face has become a lot rounder, making him more cute and smart.
However, this became Yi Yao's worry. Looking at himself in the mirror with a double chin, he looked sad.
Pinching her chubby cheeks, Yi Yao said to herself, "Oh my god, I can eat this so much, I'm so fat."
Although she said she disliked it, she thought about the baby in her belly. Even for the nutrition of the baby, she still couldn't lose weight.
"well!"
Yi Yao sighed deeply, and Wei Heng, who was passing by her bedroom door, happened to listen and walked in.
Yi Yao, who turned around after hearing the sound, met Wei Heng's eyes with bright eyes, "Third Master, do you have anything to do with me?"
Yi Yao, who was smiling sweetly, was caught in Wei Heng's eyes. Wei Heng's pupils tightened, and after a moment, they returned to their original state.
"You have to go to work tomorrow. You should serve Shelley honestly and don't cause any trouble."
Faced with Wei Heng's instructions, Yi Yao responded obediently, "Yes, I will definitely not cause trouble for Third Master."
He seemed obedient, but in fact there was a bit of impatience in his tone, and a helpless look on his face.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart, this man is really nagging.
Since the showdown with Wei Heng, Yi Yao gradually felt that Wei Heng was not scary at all.
Even when he has a straight face, he still has a childish air of pretending to be mature, similar to Han Shaoqing.
However, Yi Yao naturally did not dare to tell Wei Heng what she was thinking, lest she be stripped of her skin.
Although she was no longer afraid of Wei Heng, she still didn't dare to pluck the hair from the tiger's butt.
Seeing Yi Yao's interest, Wei Heng was very satisfied, and his eyes gradually dropped, finally stopping on the other person's belly.
"Kid, are you okay?"
Speaking of the baby, Yi Yao's lips curved into a slight smile, her whole body exuded the brilliance of maternal love, and she gently caressed her belly.
"Don't worry, he is fine, and he can still move now. If you don't believe me, just touch him and see."
Hearing this, Wei Heng's eyes flashed with unnoticeable excitement, then changed to an indifferent expression, and he looked at Yi Yao meaningfully.
"If you have time, you'd better read more books."
After saying these words, Wei Heng strode away, leaving Yi Yao alone, confused and confused.
"What did he mean by what he just said?"
After muttering to himself, Yi Yao reacted instantly and was annoyed, "I'm such a fool."
The mother will only feel fetal movement when the fetus is 20 weeks old, and she is only 13 weeks old now, so where does the fetal movement come from.
Sure enough, she had been stupid for three years after being pregnant. She had become stupid in this life from her previous life, and she even made a man, Wei Heng, laugh at her.
However, it seems that Wei Heng had some knowledge of this matter, otherwise, he would not have known that she had said something wrong.