The movie was released, and as expected by the media, the movie was a big hit.
As the heroine, Su Yue suddenly became a popular figure. Netizens edited the video of Su Yue's amazing acting skills in the movie and kept forwarding it. However, the person involved seemed to have disappeared, without any movement, and even Many big brands have turned down advertising endorsements, which aroused the curiosity of netizens, and the discussion about Su Yue became more and more enthusiastic.
The hotly discussed Su Yue has not been feeling well recently. Now she has severe morning sickness every day. Just smelling the fishy smell of fish, shrimp, crab, or the smell of coriander, chives, or even the smell of food. She wanted to vomit.
In just a few days, her delicate little face lost a lot of weight.
Jiang Ci sent people to collect all the foods that pregnant women could eat, even pickled sour plums and pickled cucumbers. The cool and casual man in the past also has weaknesses and panic.
He was holding a small porcelain white bowl, which contained two small pieces of lovely pickled and beautifully cut pickles. He picked up a piece of pickled cucumber and fed it to Su Yue's mouth, "Hey, try this. My mother-in-law said that pregnant women like to eat sour." He called his mother-in-law who was traveling abroad early in the morning. Ask the elderly for help.
Su Yue raised her head slightly. She had a small face with a plain white face, and her dark eyes were filled with water because she had just had morning sickness. She looked extremely pitiful.
She looked at the pickled cucumber handed in front of her. Seeing how refreshing and delicious it was, she opened her lips and took a small bite. The sweet and sour juice overflowed on the tip of her tongue. Su Yue chewed it a few times, then looked into Jiang Ci's dark eyes and swallowed it.
Jiang Ci's tightened brows relaxed and his thin lips were just raised. The next second, he saw Su Yue leaning over and vomiting in the prepared basin beside the bed.
Ying Ting's brows tightened, and Jiang Ci put the bowl in his hand aside casually. He gently stroked Su Yue's back until she stopped vomiting. He took the warm water prepared aside and fed it directly to her lips. Let her rinse her mouth and feel better.
"Aiao, I can't eat." Su Yue's soft voice was a bit mute because she had just had morning sickness, which made Jiang Ci frown even more.
"Okay, don't eat for now. You can sleep for a while. I'll wake you up later." Jiang Ci pulled the thin sheet next to her and lightly covered her body.
Su Yue nodded obediently, because she had been suffering from morning sickness recently. She had hardly eaten anything and was not in good spirits. Her small face was pale and without any blood, which directly made Jiang Ci's heart tighten. .
Jiang Ci hugged her gently and moved closer to her. His thin lips pressed directly onto the red lips, and the tip of his tongue crossed over aggressively and circled around her small mouth. Su Yue was stunned, then pushed him gently.
After a while, Jiang Ci let go. He put his forehead against hers and gradually stabilized his breathing. "Will this make you want to vomit?" he asked her.
Su Yue shook her head, with his refreshing breath in her mouth, she didn't feel disgusted at all, nor did she feel like vomiting. Thinking of something, she muttered: "I just finished vomiting and my mouth is dirty."
"It's not dirty, there is only fragrance in Xiao Yue'er's mouth." Jiang Ci reached out and pinched her cheek, his eyebrows softened, "Okay, go to sleep."
Su Yue's face felt a little hot. She nodded, lay down, and closed her eyes obediently.
Jiang Ci pulled the quilt for her before leaving. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Little Trouble running towards him carrying a small schoolbag.
"Dad, is mommy in there?" Little Haohao raised his little head and asked with a squeaky sound of milk in his belly.
"She's sleeping, what are you going to do?" Jiang Ci didn't have any thoughts to pay attention to the little trouble now.
Jiang Haoyan took down the small schoolbag from his back. He opened the chain of the schoolbag and filled it with various snacks.
The little fat man took out several snacks among them and said to Jiang Ci: "Haohao has a lot of delicious things. Mom will be hungry if she can't eat. Haohao wants to give these delicious things to mom." These are things that Haohao usually hides and is reluctant to eat.
Jiang Ci's eyes fell on the little guy's fat hand. He was holding a small pudding, a marinated chicken leg, and chocolate candies. Jiang Ci's slightly pursed thin lips couldn't help but twitch a few times. He picked up Little Trouble and sneered coldly, "Let's go, don't disturb her rest."
"Ah, Haohao's snacks." Jiang Haoyan's fleshy little body twisted in mid-air, and the chicken drumsticks packed in his hand fell to the ground. "If mom doesn't eat, she will be hungry, and so will my brother."
Jiang Ci slapped Jiang Haoyan's little butt with his big hand, and corrected him lazily: "It's my sister." He put the little one on his shoulders, "Now go and cook for mom."
In the kitchen, Jiang Ci was wearing a brand new pink floral apron, which completely didn't match the custom-made black shirt he was wearing. His sleeves on both sides were rolled up, his arms were thick and powerful, and his slender fingers were holding a knife, clumsily cutting tomatoes.
"Master, how about I help you." The middle-aged servant stood not far away, watching Jiang Ci busy while she was idle, which made the servant feel very uncomfortable.
Recently, the young lady has a poor appetite because of her pregnancy. The young lady cannot eat any of the food they cooked. They, the servants, see this and are anxious. After all, there are very few employers who are as good-tempered, kind to them, and beautiful as the young madam. Everyone hopes that the young madam will do well.
The young master has always been very fond of the young madam, so he probably couldn't think of a way to do it, so he chose to cook it himself.
"No need." Jiang Ci cut the tomatoes one by one without raising his head. The tomato slices on the chopping board were of different sizes.
"Young Master, leave it alone, just let me do it." When the middle-aged maid saw Jiang Ci insisting, she moved her eyes to the sink, stood on a high chair, bent her small body, and her sleeves on both sides He held up Jiang Haoyan, whose chubby hands were washing vegetables seriously.
"No, Haohao wants to make delicious food for mom. Haohao has to do it himself." The little guy shook his little head and clumsily broke off the leaves of the green vegetables one by one, and then drank them in the clear water on the plate. The fat hands carefully rubbed the vegetable leaves, trying to wash them clean.
Jiang Ci put the cut tomatoes in the boiling water, then covered the pot with a lid. "How long do you want to cook it for?" he asked the middle-aged maid.
"It's best to cook the soup until it's the color of tomatoes, so that the soup will be fragrant."
Jiang Ci didn't hum. He stood in front of the pot, not wanting to be bored or bothered. He quietly waited for the soup to boil and taste.
I don’t know how long it took, but the lid was lifted, and the sweet and sour aroma of tomatoes hit my face. The soup in the pot turned orange-red, which was beautiful.
"Master, you can put the noodles in now," the maid reminded.
"Yeah." Jiang Ci put the noodles into the pot, then took the green vegetables that the little guy had just washed and put them in. The green and red contrasted with each other, and the color was very attractive just by looking at it.
Su Yue was woken up by Jiang Ci. She opened her eyes drowsily and saw two faces, one big and one small, appearing beside the bed.
"Get up and have something to eat, see if you can eat it?" Jiang Ci gently placed his fingertips on the side of Su Yue's face, brushing away the messy hair, and Qingci's voice was extremely gentle.
"Mom, get up and eat some noodles." Jiang Haoyan's two little hands were on the edge of the bed, supporting his white and tender little face with a smile on his face.
Su Yue sat up, she was indeed hungry.
Jiang Ci brought over a small bowl filled with thick orange-red soup, noodles soaked in the middle, and a few green vegetable leaves on top, which made people very appetizing. She reached out her hand to take the bowl.
"Don't move, I'll feed you." Jiang Ci held the small bowl but picked up the noodles and fed them to Su Yue's mouth.
Smelling the fragrant tomato smell, Su Yue didn't feel disgusted or resisted. She opened her mouth and ate the noodles.
His dark eyes stared closely at Su Yue, Jiang Ci waiting for her reaction. On the side, Jiang Haoyan's eyes were widened, one of his legs was tilted back unconsciously, and there was a look of nervousness on his face that he didn't know how to hide.
Su Yue met Jiang Ci's deep gaze and looked at the faint blue color in his eyes. She bent her eyes and said softly: "Aoao, I still want to eat."
Seeing that Su Yue showed no signs of vomiting, and hearing her words, Jiang Ci's frown gradually relaxed, and his hard edges softened, "Okay."
"Mom likes to eat the noodles made by Hao Hao, they are so good."
Jiang Haoyan next to him saw Su Yue eating the noodles. The little guy stood up straight and almost jumped with joy. During this period, the little guy saw that Su Yue would vomit every bit of food he ate, and he was also very worried about his mother.
Su Yue was stunned, "Haohao can cook noodles?"
"It's Dad. Dad cooked the noodles and Haohao washed the vegetables." Xiao Haohao grinned and asked, "Mom, is it delicious?"
Su Yue nodded and looked at Jiang Ci, "It's delicious." Her eyes inadvertently fell on Jiang Ci's fingers holding the small bowl, and she realized that his fingers were red, and she didn't know if they were burned.
The tip of her heart trembled, and Su Yue felt soreness in her chest.
"If you like it, I'll make it for you every day." Jiang Ci fed her another mouthful.
Su Yue felt that the originally sour tomato soup had an indescribable sweetness in her mouth.
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As time went by, Su Yue's belly became bigger and bigger. When she bent over, she couldn't even see her feet. Moreover, she was already thin. Viewed from the back, her waist was still slender and attractive, but when viewed from the front, it gave people a feeling of fear, lest her excessively slender waist could not support her big belly.
Jiang Ci stayed with Su Yue every day. Even when dealing with the group's affairs, it was his subordinates who sent the documents. He now dared not leave Su Yue even an inch.
At night, Jiang Ci habitually put his hand on Su Yue's belly, wanting to say good night to the child. The next second, the palm of his hand was kicked hard, and Jiang Ci's cold and wanton brows were instantly dyed with tenderness.
Even though it was not the first time he received the baby's response, Jiang Ci still felt happy.
"My dear girl, you are so good. Mom is going to bed. Don't make trouble with her." Jiang Ci warned Su Yue's belly, his palm still attached to it, unwilling to move even a little bit.
"The baby is so young and can't understand your words."
Under the warm yellow light, Su Yue's little face was white and translucent, and her complexion was very good. She didn't look haggard at all when she was pregnant, and her little face didn't have swelling or spots. Instead, it became whiter and fairer, with the delicacy of a crystal doll.
Jiang Ci raised his head and curled his lips, "The baby will understand. This is the connection between father and daughter."
Su Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was about to lie down to sleep when she heard the man talking nonsense in a serious manner. Suddenly, her stomach suddenly throbbed and she was stunned. Then, bursts of pain came.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ci saw Su Yue's face turn pale, and a look of worry appeared on his clear face unconsciously.
Su Yue put a helpless hand on Jiang Ci's arm, and said in a soft voice with a cry, "Aoao, I think I'm going to give birth."