Chapter 4544
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Yinling was still in shock, holding the bedding, wiped the tears and runny nose on her face, and climbed out of the bedroom. A bag of tears and a bag of runny nose went to find her mother.
The news that Zhuang Xiaoyu was ill and killed at night spread quietly in the priest's house.
The silver charcoal burns vigorously and emits a red light. Qin Wuyan looks at Zhuang Xiaoyu lying on the bed and sleeping, and his fist shaking hand is slightly trembling.
Fortunately, he came in time. Otherwise, he didn't know what would happen.
When she treated him in the daytime, she was so gentle and considerate. At night, the hatred accumulated in the bottom of her heart was aroused like a flood and beast, which intensified her reason and exacerbated the deep-seated hatred in her heart.
While Zhuang Xiaoyu was sleeping, Qin Wuyan cleaned up the whole bedroom, and even the hairpins casually thrown on the dressing table were locked in the dressing box.
After all this, it was already dawn.
Qin Wuyan rubbed his tired eyebrows and was going to lie on Zhuang Xiaoyu's side for a while, but he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu open his eyes.
The man's body tightened up in an instant, and his sight fell firmly on her eyes.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the top of the tent for a while with his sleepy eyes open. After a while, the confused eyes moved and recovered a trace of Qingming.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked sideways at Qin Wuyan. Seeing that Qin Wuyan was also looking at himself, he raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, muttering: "ah Yan, when did you come here?"
"When you fell asleep, I came here. I was busy yesterday and came a little late." Qin Wuyan reached out to her back neck and asked, "what's the matter?"
"I may have slept on my pillow last night. My back neck hurts." Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted her head.
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan thought of his strength last night. Although it was not too heavy, he still rubbed the back of her neck with a guilty heart.
Zhuang Xiaoyu, like a docile cat, leaned softly against his chest and let him caress the back of his neck. He squinted comfortably and didn't move. The expression of enjoyment on his face seemed to return to his appearance at first sight.
Qin Wuyan's heart seemed to be touched by something. He leaned over, hugged the person in his arms, and the palm fell on her bulging belly. "After winter, in spring, the child will be born."
Zhuang Xiaoyu fondly rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose and said, "I'm a little afraid. What should I do?"
"What are you afraid of?" Qin Wuyan asked, "are you afraid of strangers?"
"Yes."
"Don't be afraid, there's me." something gently rolled in the man's palm. Qin Wuyan suddenly lifted the bedding and stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly. "Was it the child who kicked me just now? Did he kick me?"
The ecstasy of being a new father is about to drown him.
Originally, he didn't feel much about the child. Even when he saw the pink and jade baby held by min Huizhu, he didn't have much ups and downs in his heart.
But when his hand just fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly, the feeling of something slipping in his palm shocked him in an instant.
That is the natural blood and kinship, the flesh and blood of him and Zhuang Xiaoyu, and his child of Qin Wuyan.
Across a layer of belly, the child will say hello to himself.
Zhuang Xiaoyu saw for the first time that Qin Wuyan had such a big emotional fluctuation. She pursed her lips and smiled: "yes, when the baby is older, it will move more frequently..."
Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's gentle smiling face and suddenly wet his eyes
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Yinling was still in shock, holding the bedding, wiped the tears and runny nose on her face, and climbed out of the bedroom. A bag of tears and a bag of runny nose went to find her mother.
The news that Zhuang Xiaoyu was ill and killed at night spread quietly in the priest's house.
The silver charcoal burns vigorously and emits a red light. Qin Wuyan looks at Zhuang Xiaoyu lying on the bed and sleeping, and his fist shaking hand is slightly trembling.
Fortunately, he came in time. Otherwise, he didn't know what would happen.
When she treated him in the daytime, she was so gentle and considerate. At night, the hatred accumulated in the bottom of her heart was aroused like a flood and beast, which intensified her reason and exacerbated the deep-seated hatred in her heart.
While Zhuang Xiaoyu was sleeping, Qin Wuyan cleaned up the whole bedroom, and even the hairpins casually thrown on the dressing table were locked in the dressing box.
After all this, it was already dawn.
Qin Wuyan rubbed his tired eyebrows and was going to lie on Zhuang Xiaoyu's side for a while, but he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu open his eyes.
The man's body tightened up in an instant, and his sight fell firmly on her eyes.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the top of the tent for a while with his sleepy eyes open. After a while, the confused eyes moved and recovered a trace of Qingming.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked sideways at Qin Wuyan. Seeing that Qin Wuyan was also looking at himself, he raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, muttering: "ah Yan, when did you come here?"
"When you fell asleep, I came here. I was busy yesterday and came a little late." Qin Wuyan reached out to her back neck and asked, "what's the matter?"
"I may have slept on my pillow last night. My back neck hurts." Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted her head.
Qin Wuyan: "
Qin Wuyan thought of his strength last night. Although it was not too heavy, he still rubbed the back of her neck with a guilty heart.
Zhuang Xiaoyu, like a docile cat, leaned softly against his chest and let him caress the back of his neck. He squinted comfortably and didn't move. The expression of enjoyment on his face seemed to return to his appearance at first sight.
Qin Wuyan's heart seemed to be touched by something. He leaned over, hugged the person in his arms, and the palm fell on her bulging belly. "After winter, in spring, the child will be born."
Zhuang Xiaoyu fondly rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose and said, "I'm a little afraid. What should I do?"
"What are you afraid of?" Qin Wuyan asked, "are you afraid of strangers?"
"Yes."
"Don't be afraid, there's me." something gently rolled in the man's palm. Qin Wuyan suddenly lifted the bedding and stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly. "Was it the child who kicked me just now? Did he kick me?"
The ecstasy of being a new father is about to drown him.
Originally, he didn't feel much about the child. Even when he saw the pink and jade baby held by min Huizhu, he didn't have much ups and downs in his heart.
But when his hand just fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly, the feeling of something slipping in his palm shocked him in an instant.
That is the natural blood and kinship, the flesh and blood of him and Zhuang Xiaoyu, and his child of Qin Wuyan.
Across a layer of belly, the child will say hello to himself.
Zhuang Xiaoyu saw for the first time that Qin Wuyan had such a big emotional fluctuation. She pursed her lips and smiled: "yes, when the baby is older, it will move more frequently..."
Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's gentle smiling face and suddenly wet his eyes
Yinling was still in shock, holding the bedding, wiped the tears and runny nose on her face, and climbed out of the bedroom. A bag of tears and a bag of runny nose went to find her mother.The news that Zhuang Xiaoyu was ill and killed at night spread quietly in the priest's house.The silver charcoal burns vigorously and emits a red light. Qin Wuyan looks at Zhuang Xiaoyu lying on the bed and sleeping, and his fist shaking hand is slightly trembling.Fortunately, he came in time. Otherwise, he didn't know what would happen.When she treated him in the daytime, she was so gentle and considerate. At night, the hatred accumulated in the bottom of her heart was aroused like a flood and beast, which intensified her reason and exacerbated the deep-seated hatred in her heart.While Zhuang Xiaoyu was sleeping, Qin Wuyan cleaned up the whole bedroom, and even the hairpins casually thrown on the dressing table were locked in the dressing box.After all this, it was already dawn.Qin Wuyan rubbed his tired eyebrows and was going to lie on Zhuang Xiaoyu's side for a while, but he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu open his eyes.The man's body tightened up in an instant, and his sight fell firmly on her eyes.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the top of the tent for a while with his sleepy eyes open. After a while, the confused eyes moved and recovered a trace of Qingming.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked sideways at Qin Wuyan. Seeing that Qin Wuyan was also looking at himself, he raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, muttering: "ah Yan, when did you come here?""When you fell asleep, I came here. I was busy yesterday and came a little late." Qin Wuyan reached out to her back neck and asked, "what's the matter?""I may have slept on my pillow last night. My back neck hurts." Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted her head.Qin Wuyan: "Qin Wuyan thought of his strength last night. Although it was not too heavy, he still rubbed the back of her neck with a guilty heart.Zhuang Xiaoyu, like a docile cat, leaned softly against his chest and let him caress the back of his neck. He squinted comfortably and didn't move. The expression of enjoyment on his face seemed to return to his appearance at first sight.Qin Wuyan's heart seemed to be touched by something. He leaned over, hugged the person in his arms, and the palm fell on her bulging belly. "After winter, in spring, the child will be born."Zhuang Xiaoyu fondly rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose and said, "I'm a little afraid. What should I do?""What are you afraid of?" Qin Wuyan asked, "are you afraid of strangers?""Yes.""Don't be afraid, there's me." something gently rolled in the man's palm. Qin Wuyan suddenly lifted the bedding and stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly. "Was it the child who kicked me just now? Did he kick me?"The ecstasy of being a new father is about to drown him.Originally, he didn't feel much about the child. Even when he saw the pink and jade baby held by min Huizhu, he didn't have much ups and downs in his heart.But when his hand just fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly, the feeling of something slipping in his palm shocked him in an instant.That is the natural blood and kinship, the flesh and blood of him and Zhuang Xiaoyu, and his child of Qin Wuyan.Across a layer of belly, the child will say hello to himself.Zhuang Xiaoyu saw for the first time that Qin Wuyan had such a big emotional fluctuation. She pursed her lips and smiled: "yes, when the baby is older, it will move more frequently..."Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's gentle smiling face and suddenly wet his eyes
