The most nervous person is not Mi Ai, a pregnant woman, but the expectant father Yin Mo. He wakes up several times every night for fear that he will sleep too hard and that if Mi Ai makes any movement, he won't be able to hear it.
In the end, Mi Ai was so annoyed that she reluctantly persuaded her, "Husband, please sleep well. I will call you when I feel really uncomfortable."
"Honey, I'm nervous, are you nervous?" Yin Mo reluctantly took Mi Ai's head and let her head rest on his arm, as if this made him feel more at ease.
"A bit." She had never given birth to a child, so of course she was nervous.
"Have you ever thought about what our child will be called?" Yin Mo asked softly.
"I really haven't thought about it, have you?" Mi Ai thought, he was so busy, he probably didn't have time to think about these things.
"Of course I have thought about it." Yin Mo sounded very proud. His child was about to be born. How could he not have thought about it? He even thought about it when he first learned that Mi Ai was pregnant.
"Tell me and listen." Mi Ailai's character.
"Forget it, it sounded pretty good when I thought about it, but now it seems that it sounds like the name of a real estate project, so vulgar!" Yin Mo was a little frustrated. Where had his culture gone? Why was it so difficult to come up with a name?
"Haha!" Mi Ai was amused. It was rare to see Yin Mo so frustrated. "My daughter's name is Yin? My son's name is Yin Mo? Hahaha..." After saying this, she laughed to herself so much that she was out of breath.
"Mi Ai, are you kidding? Are you kidding your own child?" Yin Mo gritted his teeth.
As the saying goes, extreme joy brings sorrow. Mi Ai smiled and suddenly said "ouch", then frowned and touched his belly.
"What's wrong?" Yinmo became nervous again.
"It's okay, it's okay. I guess these two little bastards are angry." Mi Ai smiled and rubbed her belly unhappily.
"That's right! I'll let you know." Yin Mo said harshly, but he still placed his big hand on her belly with gentle movements.
"What a nice name, let's call it this." Mi Ai asked excitedly, her eyes gleaming.
"Get lost! Be careful when the child grows up and doesn't recognize you." Yin Mo laughed. This woman was getting more and more messy.
"Hmph! I'll ask Zhanyan tomorrow, she will definitely like it." She has no common language with this man, but her baby can still understand her.
"Zhan Yan just can't move. If I could move, I would definitely slap you away." Yin Mo snorted coldly. Then he thought about it, and he was afraid that this woman would really have a seizure and name the child Yin Mo. Yin Mo said hurriedly, "Forget it.
Now, it’s not our turn to name the child, the two grandfathers must have already thought of it.”
"Can't I just give you a suggestion?" Mi Ai snorted unhappily. Wasn't he just afraid that she would name the child? If she really remembered it, grandpa wouldn't be able to stop her.
Yin Mo kept silent. He was sure that if Mi Ai told his grandfather that the child should be called these two names, his grandfather would think that Mi Ai was suffering from prenatal depression.
"Rub your legs for me." Mi Ai suddenly said to Yin Mo.
"What? Are you cramping again?" Yin Mo immediately got up and rubbed Mi Ai's calf.
"I haven't cramped yet, there are signs of cramping." Mi Ai frowned, her calves were sore and uncomfortable.
"Just give birth as soon as possible. It will be almost ready in less than half a month." Yin Mo whispered while rubbing the baby.
"Come on, being born late also has its advantages. Being born early and late is a disaster. The more I think about it, the more nervous I become." She had never been so nervous when two hundred people pointed guns at her.