Xia Ziluo kept nodding, shedding tears but smiling sweetly: "Well, don't make me wait too long, I'm afraid I'll turn into a little old woman if I wait too long."
"Yes." Murong Xitian nodded solemnly, pecked her lips gently, and then suddenly picked her up, "It's late at night, it's time to sleep."
When Xia Ziluo shyly hugged his neck, she buried her face in his chest and nodded lightly.
Murong Xitian strode towards their new room, the love nest they shared.
The layout of the house is very similar to that of Luomei Court, and there are a lot of extra chaise longues, so that Xia Ziluo can stop and rest at any time. The bed in the room is much larger, and there is still a lot of room for two people to sleep.
"This..." Xia Ziluo couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the huanghuali canopy bed with openwork Luan pattern, which was the size of a modern three-person bed, "Isn't it too big?"
"Is it big? If you give birth in the future, I'm afraid it won't be enough." Murong Xitian thought of Xia Ziluo's love for children, and guessed that she would not like to leave the baby to the nanny, so the bed must be big enough to accommodate it.
a family of three.
Giving birth to a baby?
Xia Ziluo's ears suddenly turned red, but the next moment she thought of the child she had just lost, and suddenly felt heartache, and her little hands gently climbed up her abdomen.
Murong Xitian felt her expression change suddenly and almost bit her tongue in annoyance.
He really doesn't want to open any pot.
"Don't be sad, there will be children again." Murong Xitian walked up behind her and hugged her, "But the premise is that you take good rest, take medicine on time, eat more and sleep more, and stay happy at all times.
Only in this way can we continue to give birth to the next little life."
"Yes." Xia Ziluo nodded vigorously, trying hard not to let tears fall.
Although she was sad to lose her child, wouldn't Murong Xitian, who made the decision to sacrifice her child to save her life, be even sadder? If she sheds tears again, Murong Xitian's heart will suffer twice.
Murong Xitian noticed that Xia Ziluo's body was trembling slightly, so he hugged her tighter: "Don't think about those unpleasant things. Think about other things."
"For example?" Xia Ziluo's voice was soft, soft and pitiful.
Murong Xitian spoke again, with more affection in his tone: "For example, there will be new people coming to the villa tomorrow. You can pick the one you like. For example, I will ask Ju Qing to come back to accompany you tomorrow, and I will also bring Xiuxiu over.
, with them by your side, you won’t be bored anymore.”
If you are not bored, you will not have random thoughts.
He was now so worried that Xia Ziluo would shed tears secretly when he was away, feeling sorry for the little life they had lost that left before they could see their parents.
"Okay." Xia Ziluo thought that many people would care about her and worry about her joys and sorrows, so she felt that she must be strong and happy.
"Are you tired? Go to sleep." Murong Xitian reached out and untied Xia Ziluo's long hair.
Then he planned to untie Xia Ziluo's clothes, but Xia Ziluo blushed and said: "Go and prepare hot water for me. I will change my clothes myself."
"I haven't seen you yet. You're still shy." Murong Xicai ignored Xia Ziluo's resistance and hugged her domineeringly, not giving her a chance to struggle and resist.
Then, his big hands flexibly flew back and forth on Xia Ziluo's chest, and in a moment he took off her outer shirt.
