0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

After that day in the hospital, Tang Shaolun never appeared again, perhaps because she was frightened by the appearance of her almost having a miscarriage that day.

My best friend, Shen Wenxia, ​​just came to talk on the phone, and said, "I'm going to kill that guy back to London to tear him apart," and then disappeared without a trace.

Although I made one or two phone calls back to check on her health, but each time I seemed to be in a hurry, so I hung up in a hurry.

Wen Xia never mentioned her current situation in London, but she thought that Wen Xia should have a good time in London this time, otherwise two weeks would not have passed without her coming back.

The days passed day by day like this, without the flame that ignited the fuse, everything seemed so peaceful, [

On this day, she was leaning on the bedside, drinking the sesame oil chicken stewed by her mother, while Lan Yanshu was lying on the table, teasing her daughter with "baby" on the left and "obediently" on the right, having a great time.

She smiled and stopped drinking the soup, "Yan Shu, the baby hasn't been named yet."

"Zhixing, Lan Zhixing." He blurted out without thinking.

"Zhixing, Lan Zhixing, the unity of knowing and doing..." Although the name is a bit like a boy, but the metaphor is really good, it sounds like a philosopher, he must have thought about it for a long time.

"Yan Shu..."

"what happened?"

The newborn baby was already lethargic, and within a few minutes began to grin and yawn in an unladylike manner.He picked up his daughter, placed her in the crib, pulled the quilt for her, and kissed her lightly on the forehead before returning to her side.