Suddenly, she quickly withdrew her hand and pointed at Xiang Qinglan's belly in shock. After a long while, she trembled and said.
"He's moving, he's actually moving?"
Xiang Qinglan put her hand on her lower abdomen again and touched it gently. The little one seemed to be having trouble with her, not allowing others to touch her. Only when she felt the gentle force did she slowly
Calmed down.
She took Xiaoxi's hand and wrote on her hand, "This is a normal fetal movement. Don't be afraid."
Xiaoxi looked at her fingers. Her knuckles were extremely slender, but up close, they were particularly beautiful. They were much prettier than her little fleshy hands. She nodded mechanically, because Xiang Qinglan
She wrote very slowly, so she could understand it, which also proved that she was a mute, a mute who could not speak, and she was also pregnant.
However, this does not affect her love for this new woman at all, especially when there is a child that she likes even more.
She is very happy and excited now. Thinking that maybe she will be able to see the new baby in a few months, she is so happy that she wants to pass out.
"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, have you seen it? She has a baby, a little baby," Xiaoxi kept shouting in surprise, while Wang Xiaolan glanced at them lightly until her eyes fell on Xiang Qinglan
On his belly, a flash of coldness flashed through his eyes.
It's too early to be happy now, and I don't know if it can be born yet. As long as this child is that man's child, it is already destined to not be born.
So, while he is still here, just be happy. When they lose Jin, she will be waiting for their despair. The more they love this child now, the better, because when they lose him, the pain will be even greater. It may even be worse than life.
die.
Xiaoxi didn't notice anything wrong with Wang Xiaolan. Now all her thoughts were on Xiang Qinglan and the baby.
"How old is the baby?" she asked, blinking.
Six months, Xiang Qinglan gestured to the six characters, and Xiaoxi rolled her eyes again. Six months, not a big belly, she thought it was three months, why is this child
So small.
She tilted her head, still not understanding.
Xiang Qinglan looked at the disbelief in her eyes, and her eyes hurt. It was actually her fault as a mother that the baby was so small.
In the still spacious maid's room, there was an extra small bed, this one was specially for Xiang Qinglan to sleep on, and Wang Xiaolan reluctantly changed into her own clothes, which were so rough.
The fabric seemed to hurt her skin terribly.
She tied up her favorite curly hair. With this look, she was a maid again, a real maid. What she couldn't stand the most was the cynicism from other people. Of course, there were even more unbearable things.
That is, I heard that Arthur was very good to that woman, and even his good deeds made her jealous.
Of course, what others said in front of her, she would respond to Xiang Qinglan in full. Every time, when she saw the unhidden pain in Xiang Qinglan's eyes, she felt her heart break.
I feel a lot better.
How could she bear this kind of jealousy alone, so she had to drag someone along with her.
At night, the weather in the UK seems to be different from that in China. Perhaps because of the change of country, Xiang Qinglan cannot fall asleep, while the two people next to him are obviously fast asleep and can even listen.
To the sound of Xiaoxi snoring.
She sat up, covered with a relatively new quilt, which had no special smell. The life of the servants here seemed to be very good, so she could no longer imagine Qing's life.
She pulled back her quilt and gently rubbed her legs. Her legs were obviously much thicker than when she came here and were swollen. She frowned and endured the soreness.
But suddenly, a drop of water fell on her leg, followed her leg and fell on the bed sheets, and then spread out again.
Qing loved that woman very much, but he had forgotten about her and the baby.
She put her hand on her leg and rubbed it gently. There was a moon outside, and the pale white light seemed to be very bright, and she would think of the poor days they lived. Although it was hard, but...
That was indeed the best memory in their lives.
Pure happiness, happiness without any impurities.
She lay down, tightened the quilt around her body, and huddled into a ball again. It was very cold at night, so she could only use this posture to keep herself warm.
She closed her eyes, but in the darkness, there was a faint smile on her face, very light, very light. That smile accompanied by sadness, in fact, had already been integrated into her life.
Qing, please let me see you more, okay? If you really find happiness, can I take away your happiness so selfishly?
I'm sorry, I just want to see you more and let the baby see you.
The stars were dim, and a gust of wind blew in from the window in the servant's room. The woman sleeping in the middle unconsciously tightened the quilt around her body, and her lips moved slightly.
It was a silent sound...clear.
She is also called Qing now. There is no Qing in her original name, but the Qing is no longer hers.
There are not many decorations in Arthur's bedroom. His life is too complicated, so everything in his room is the simplest and most empty.
In addition to a large bed that can sleep four or five people, there is only a wardrobe, which is placed on the edge of the wall. Even if it is completely dark here, you will not hit anything, except for the wall.
There is nothing left, the windows are closed tightly, there is always a very refreshing mint aroma in the room, and the air conditioner is always turned on at a moderate temperature, which is the most suitable temperature for people.
Arthur stared at the woman in his arms. His fingers gently touched the red lips of the woman in his arms. There seemed to be a trace of confusion in his green eyes. The warm yellow light fell on them and the ground.
Clothes were thrown on the floor, and there were even women's underwear and panties, and everything seemed to indicate what kind of passionate scene had just happened here.
Arthur carefully placed the woman in his arms. He picked up the clothes beside the bed and put them on. Then he walked to the bathroom on the side. The sound of rushing water could be heard from time to time, but the woman who had kept her eyes closed opened her eyes.
Opening her eyes, she hit the soft bed hard, but it made her hand hurt.