Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting hadn't touched her for half a month.

The cook at home is taking care of her body care, but she can't let her see that it can be said that for a while, it can be said that she prepares meals every day in a variety of ways.

But even so, Su Xiangwan still lost a few catties.

As for the reason, she started to have morning sickness.

Su Xiangwan never told Mu Beiting about the pregnancy, because even if he said that he did not wear TT twice after that night, she still couldn't be sure that the baby was his.

It is worth mentioning that since she became pregnant, she has hardly had that dream again. Although she has lost weight, her spirit has improved a lot.

This morning, Su Xiangwan got up early and planned to prepare a loving dinner for Mu Beiting.

"Wu Shuang" was temporarily shelved, she also pushed down all activities, but every day is idle bubbling.

The sunlight outside the window just shined through the kitchen window, covering the white furniture with a faint halo, soft and warm.

Su Xiangwan stood in front of the window and looked at the yard downstairs. "Erbing" and "Yaoji" ran in the woods where they were so happy early in the morning, grabbing a ball, and looked carefree.

Su Xiangwan showed a small smile on his face, turned around and took a few eggs to fry an omelet, then baked a few slices of toast, made some white fungus and lotus seed porridge, and cut some fruits.

When Mu Beiting woke up, he saw that she was no longer in the room. He went out to touch her and hugged her from behind, "What more."

"Breakfast." Su Xiangwan tiptoed the pot, put the cheese, cheese, and diced tomatoes in the diced green onions, rolled up the fried omelet, and squeezed a smiley face on it with tomato sauce.

Mu Beiting kissed her on the face and turned to see her son in the children's room.

I always wake up early every year, but this time it is rare that there is no movement.

As soon as Mu Beiting opened the door, he saw the little guy sitting in his crib helplessly, a little silly.

Mu Beiting looked again, but saw that he forgot to put on him a diaper last night, and the little guy wets the bed. No wonder he can't get up after lingering for so long.

Reached out and carried him out of the bed, took off his pants and carried him to the bathroom.

Biting his small fist year after year, it is rare to be well-behaved. The two small fat legs are hanging in the air, and they flicker with Mu Beiting's movements, which is indescribably fun.

After Mu Beiting packed up for him, he struggled year after year not to hold him.

With two short legs upside down, he ran to pester Su Xiangwan.

Su Xiangwan carried her to the children's chair and prepared his breakfast for him.

Mu Beiting walked to her and kissed her twice before he took a seat.

But before a meal was eaten, Su Xiangwan felt the pantothenic nausea again, put down the tableware and turned and ran to the toilet again.

Mu Beiting's eyes darkened a bit, and followed and patted her back.

Su Xiangwan's eyes turned red, and a flash of self-deprecation flashed under his eyes.

Some time ago, she hadn't rested well, so her biological clock was disordered, but when Shao had breakfast with him, she forgot about morning sickness.

Now that a long time has passed, it's the first time I vomited up in front of him.

Mu Beiting seemed to have no idea what she was thinking, and handed her a glass of warm water: "Is it up to my appetite? I'll let the kitchen redo something light."

Su Xiangwan didn't say a word, just stared at him.

Because I just vomited, the eye circles would still be a little red.

Mu Beiting was silent, Su Xiangwan whispered, "Did you know it a long time ago."