The arrogant male god can't be spoiled!

Chapter 532 A gift prepared for the baby
In the dream, she killed someone, and then she tried her best to escape, but she couldn't get out no matter what, and couldn't find a real exit, fearing being trapped to death inside, there was no way at all.

Gu Hansheng was stunned for a moment, his expression changed a little, he hugged Xia Yimo into his arms, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, don't you say that dreams are the opposite.

Don't think too much about such a bad thing, okay? "

Xia Yimo blinked her eyes, and called Gu Hansheng in a daze, is it a dream?Why did she feel so real, so real, as if it really happened.

In the end, she let out a long sigh of relief, telling herself not to think about it, murder, just kidding, she is a doctor, and those hands are used to save people!
After making a fuss in the middle of the night, the heavy rain outside also stopped, and occasionally there would be lightning, but there would be no more thunder.

As the sky was getting brighter, Xia Yimo fell asleep again from exhaustion, but Gu Hansheng didn't feel sleepy at all.

He always felt that Xia Yimo would soon think about all the bad things.

What should he do if she really remembered?

The next day.

When Xia Imo should be, she could still hear the chirping of birds outside. The heavy wind and rain last night had disappeared, and now it was sunny again.

She lazily touched the place beside her, and she didn't find it surprising that no one was there.

He lay down for a while, then opened his eyes very calmly, and tried to sit up.

After a while, Xia Yimo lifted the quilt and got out of bed, calmly went to the bathroom to wash up, then went to the cloakroom to change clothes, and finally packed up and went downstairs.

About the nightmare in the early morning, she had already forgotten about it again,
Today is the weekend, and Gu Hansheng doesn't have to work. After Xia Yimo went downstairs, she saw him sitting in the living room, as if studying something.

Xia Yimo was a little curious, so she walked towards Gu Hansheng, and saw a piece of wood on the coffee table, Xia Yimo asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"Are you awake?" Gu Hansheng looked up at Xia Yimo, and then explained to her: "Toys for the baby."

"What?" Xia Yimo frowned slightly, a little unable to keep up with his rhythm, just such a mess, what the hell is it?

Gu Hansheng smiled, "This is a wooden horse, but you have to assemble it yourself. I'm assembling it, and you'll know when it's assembled."

"How did you think of getting these things?" Xia Yimo was a little puzzled, ashamed to make such a troublesome thing.

But Gu Hansheng didn't think so, "I always feel that what I do is more meaningful."

He thinks that every father looks forward to his baby very much. Sometimes, he always wants to do something to let their baby understand that he is their baby.

"Go and have breakfast first." Because Xia Yimo got up late, Gu Hansheng had already had breakfast.

Xia Yimo stood there looking at Gu Hansheng for a while, hesitant to speak, but finally said nothing, and just went to the restaurant to eat in silence.

Gu Hansheng raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Yimo's back, but didn't say much.

When she came to the living room after breakfast, Gu Hansheng's wooden horse had already been assembled. The log-colored wooden horse was nothing special, but it was a gift made by him.

(End of this chapter)