Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 403 Mu Ziyuan Wants to Please Xia Haiqing
"Press the call button to call me if something happens, and come to the nurse's station to report to me after the temperature is measured."

"Ok."

Xia Haiqing listened to the nurse's conversation, rubbed his temples, and regained consciousness.

The nurse smiled and said, "Mrs. looks very tired. Let's take a rest first. I'll take care of you here. If there's a situation, I'll call you."

Xia Haiqing glanced at the white sky with fish belly, and asked the nurse, "What time is it?"

The nurse took out her phone and looked at it, and replied, "It's 45:[-] in the morning."

Xia Haiqing nodded.

It was almost six o'clock. If my mother came overnight, it would be more than two hours.

After flashing this thought, she was stunned for a while, recalling the dream just now, and gently placed her palm on her abdomen.

That sweet little girl is the baby in the womb, right?
Xia Haiqing hooked his lips, then put his other hand into the quilt, and held Yang Yang's little hand.

It's like holding a child by the hand, it's wonderful.

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Mu Ziyuan stood outside the door, watching Xia Haiqing touch his belly with one hand, and hold Yang Yang's little hand with the other, with a gentle curve of his mouth.

A trace of warmth flashed through his heart, which had been suffering all night.

At least her mood has stabilized... When I see him later, I don't know if she will react so strongly.

Hope she can forgive him...

Mu Ziyuan lowered his eyes desolately, and his heart ached again.

It's just why is she touching her belly?

stomach ache?

Mu Ziyuan frowned, remembering that when the two of them quarreled last night, she would put her palms on her lower abdomen from time to time... He guessed that Xia Hai Qingjiu hadn't had enough energy yet, so she felt uncomfortable in her stomach.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziyuan suddenly turned around and walked towards the bench where Jiang Bancheng and Cheng Jiayang were dozing off.

He kicked them both to wake them up.

Cheng Jiayang frowned, raised half of his eyes, and said sleepily, "Brother Mu, did sister-in-law let you in?"

Mu Ziyuan did not answer, but quickly searched the Internet for foods that have the effect of improving eyesight and foods that have the effect of nourishing the stomach while holding the mobile phone.

Then he browsed briefly, and said, "Does anyone know where millet pumpkin porridge and goji berry red date porridge are sold in this area?...The kind that tastes good and takes a long time to make soup."

Jiang Bancheng sat up straight, stretched his waist, and asked, "Are sister-in-law and Yangyang hungry?"

Mu Ziyuan nodded, "Yeah", "I'll buy them for them myself."

Cheng Jiayang tapped his head and thought for a while, then said: "There is a porridge champion in the south of the city, and the ingredients they use are all natural and organic food without additives, and even the rice is ground from the rice that grew up irrigated with the water from the Muxi River , the rice is rich in aroma, and the cooking skills are excellent. People who have been there say that it is delicious, and the mood will improve after eating. It is most suitable for angry sisters like sister-in-law."

Jiang Bancheng slapped Cheng Jiayang on the back of the head:

"Do you have a brain?! The porridge champion is in the south of the city, and we are now in the north of the city! Brother Mu drove there, and it would take two hours to go back and forth if there was no traffic jam. The distance will not quench your thirst. When Brother Mu comes back, sister-in-law and Yang Yang will already be hungry You have to stick your chest to your back!"

Cheng Jiayang rubbed the back of his head, and said innocently: "But Brother Mu said the taste should be good, the porridge there tastes the best... and Brother Mu buys porridge to coax women, if it's too easy to buy, it's not sincere, you can only go further away Move women."

Mu Ziyuan interjected: "Yangyang hasn't woken up yet, what they want is not particularly urgent."

(End of this chapter)