Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

Mu Baoer rolled her eyes, it was enough for the little baby to be fat and white, she didn't want to be a fat woman.

"Let me down!" Her work was interrupted by him, and it was rare for her to get up to work today.

By the time she's in the lab and ready to give birth, there's not much time left.

"Don't let go." Ji Mo hugged her, his voice became lazy and deep, with a bit of rascal.

"Aren't you tired of holding me like this? I'm dead." Mu Baoer stared, she knew how heavy she was, she had gained more than 20 catties, and she had gained more than a circle of fat.

She used to be quite thin. In the early stage of pregnancy, because she often ran around and was frightened, she couldn't gain weight at all.

As a result, Ji Mo is now by her side, raising her like a pig, eating delicious food, often eating and sleeping, and occasionally taking a walk, without doing anything, the meat will grow desperately, and the meat that didn't grow in the early stage will grow. All made up.

In her life, this was the most peaceful and enjoyable period of time.

"Put me down."

"Don't let go, I like to hug you." Ji Mo pestered her rascally, smiling ripplingly.

Mu Baoer was speechless, but she kindly told him not to be so troubled.

But today he is a little different, he feels very intimate and lingering. These days, they don't spend much time together.

He often came back after she fell asleep, and because there was a child, she was very careful and would not get too close to him.

"Fool!" Seeing his happy expression, Mu Baoer couldn't help but lighten up.

The room is quiet and quiet. The warm afternoon sun shines in, casting sparse light and shadows on the wool carpet, and even time slows down. This feeling is really good, a kind of peaceful and peaceful peace.

Putting her gently on the bed, but still holding her tightly, Mu Baoer pushed him twice, but was pulled by him, the two of them fell together, playing on the soft quilt, making a fuss For a while, the two lay together, facing each other, and couldn't help laughing.

Ji Mo came over, but Mu Baoer pushed him away: "Don't press the baby."

"My wife has a baby, so she doesn't want me anymore, and she dislikes her father so much." Ji Mo put his arms around her waist, and looked at her belly with resentment, "I really hope she will be born soon, always be a big light bulb, Come out and spank her little ass."

Mu Baoer was angry: "You are jealous even of children."

"Why don't you eat it? For her, I have sacrificed a lot."

"What sacrifice did you make? If you want to say that the one who sacrificed the most, it should be me. I am the one who is pregnant with the baby. I am exhausted and out of shape."

Women, even if they don't pay much attention to appearance, they still care about their figure.

But a big hand covered her soft chest, and rubbed it maliciously, with infinite playfulness and ambiguity on the corners of her lips, she said hoarsely: "It's not out of shape, I think it's better, at least it's bigger here Yes, you didn't have this size before."

Blood welled up on Mu Baoer's face, and she slapped off the pervert's big hand viciously, her teeth itching.

"You pervert."

Ji Mo withdrew his hand aggrievedly, but stuck to it cheekily.