He imagined himself lying next to her, listening to her fetal movements, a scene he had seen in countless TV series and movies.
He had thought it was crazy.
He has already missed spending time with her, is he going to miss this one again?
No, he couldn't miss it again.
Lu Yifan encouraged himself in his heart and walked towards Mu Mu.
"Be good, mom will get you breakfast." Mu Mu patted Nian Xi's little head and was about to get up and go to the kitchen.
Turning around, I bumped into Lu Yifan.
It was just a slight bump, but Mu Mu was not frightened.
She took a step back, raised her head and looked at Yifan Lu coldly: "If you don't leave, I will keep my promise."
After speaking, she took two steps around and walked past Lu Yifan, leaving behind a faint scent of laundry detergent from her clothes, which lingered in Lu Yifan's nose for a long time.
He wanted to catch up, but Nian Xi held him back, "Oman... Fanfan."
Nian Xi pointed at the dining table.
Yifan Lu knew that what she wanted to express was for him to have dinner with her, and he was very happy.
He bent down and looked at his daughter with a smile, "What a good baby for daddy."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, lifted the little one up high, spun her around several times, and then carried her towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Mu Mu put the cold poached eggs in the pot and reheated them before putting them on the plate.
Wearing a small floral apron, she holds a shovel in one hand and a pot in the other. Her movements are skillful, and all her movements are combined in one go, like a housewife who has been working in the kitchen for a long time.
Two years ago, she was still a virgin...
Lu Yifan hugged Nian Xi and leaned against the door frame, watching Mu Mu in trance. He really wanted to go over and put his arms around her waist and say, "Dear wife, thank you for your hard work."
I really wanted to go over and help her push the strands of hair on her temples behind her ears.
The two poached eggs were finally placed on the white plate inside the tomato sauce-coated hearts as Mu Mu wished. She curled her lips and showed a satisfied smile.
That pot might be too heavy. It seemed a bit difficult for her to hold it with one hand. What did that little weight two years ago mean to her?
He really wanted to go over and hold her hand to help her, and finish this breakfast, the next lunch, the next dinner with her...
Suddenly it felt like a window had opened in my heart.
People who truly love each other not only want to share happiness, joy and happiness together, but also share the weight together...
He thought, and she must have too.
"I'm sorry." Lu Yifan murmured softly.
Mu Mutai was too focused on making a loving breakfast for Nian Xi. He was startled when he suddenly heard a voice. When he turned his head, he saw the father and daughter leaning on the door frame.
Lu Yifan is still wearing that funny Ultraman suit, the sweat on his face has dried, but his black eyes are still so deep, like a gentle whirlpool, which makes people fall into it accidentally.
Her expression faltered for a moment, then returned to her cold state for a moment, "Why haven't you left yet?"
After saying that, she put down the pot and spatula, walked to Yifan Lu, and reached out to hug Nianxi.
Lu Yifan didn't let her hug him, "You are inconvenient, so I'd better hug you less in the future."
His tone was concerned.
Mu Mu frowned and said impatiently, "Do you have to make me disgusted?"
Hearing this, Yifan Lu smiled and asked, "Aren't you disgusted with me now?"
Mu Mu: "..."
She really didn't know how to deal with someone who was stalking and beating her.
Damn it, people are thicker-skinned in front of her than a space capsule.
