Luo Huan's face turned red, "Sister, I didn't mean it."
"It doesn't matter if you know that you didn't mean it, or it doesn't matter. Anyway, I don't like those men at all!" Luo Ling pinched her little face, "Your reaction is already the best reaction, anyway, they're all right?"
You're going to die, and you won't see it. Hehe, it's so good."
Luo Huan:...
My dear sister, you seem to be gloating, right? She heard it right?
After being embarrassed for a while, Luo Huan lost his face again, "Sister, what should Brother Long do? It seems that he is not easy to pass on."
"Why should I pass it? Try it, can't it?" Luo Ling knocked her head, and the action was neither light nor heavy, probably because she wanted to wake her up.
"I don't want to fall in love for the moment." She was not ready to accept another man. She wanted to take care of the upcoming baby. She had to try to slowly forget the man who had left a lot of traces in her heart.
There are many things to do, but I have no preparation to accept another love.
"If you don't want to talk, don't talk. You are still young, please choose slowly." When Luo Ling saw Luo Huan showing another expression of wanting to cry, the guilt in her heart began to bubble up madly again.
Her faults are all her faults.
"Ahem... I'm all the mothers of the child." It's so small, it's obviously big! My belly is big!
"Yes, my Huan'er is someone else's mother. Oh, where is the time going?" Luo Ling's hand gently put on her belly, stroked it a few times, and then he was kicked again.
Leaving embarrassedly, "This guy inside must be a man who loves his mother."
He kicked her hard without touching her stomach.
Humph, stinky boy [girl], I'm waiting for you to come out!! Let's take a look!!
..
Three days later, Luo Huan got up in the morning and felt ache in his abdomen.
She thought it was just an ordinary contraction, and she didn't care. The pain was within a tolerable range. She held her breath for a while and then it passed.
Unexpectedly, after a while, the pain came again.
This time, she was coming in a fierce manner. She couldn't help but shouted in pain.
The doors and windows are opened together.
Luo Ling rushed in from outside the door, and Long Cheyu jumped into the window. Both of them were nearby and were very vigilant. As soon as Luo Huan's voice fell, he immediately rushed in.
"What's wrong?" On the left and right, the two of them supported her together.
"It hurts." Luo Huan bit his lips, pitiful, "I have a stomachache."
Wow—A warm current fell to the ground from Luo Huan’s legs.
All three of them were shocked and stared blankly at the wet carpet.
"The amniotic fluid is broken." Luo Ling made a calm judgment.
"You help her lie down and don't move. I'll call an ambulance." Long Cheyu flipped out of the window again.
"What am I doing?" Luo Huan was so scared that he didn't dare to move.
"Relax, adjust your breathing, congratulations, you will be a mother in a few hours." In order not to make Luo Huan even more nervous, Luo Ling can be said to be simple, and only choose the things that people look forward to.
To emphasize this, in order to resolve fear of the production process.
"I understand, I understand." Even though she said that, Luo Huan's little face was pale and bloodless. After a wave of pain, the waiting process always made her feel frightened. When the next pain came, she wanted to be immediately
Stop.
Soon, the ambulance arrived.
Long Cheyu was the first to run up, losing his usual lazy tone, "Luo Huan, how are you?"