She didn't get enough sleep, and she got up a little angry.
Anxiously, he groaned on the bed for a long time, got up and went into the bathroom.
There was more blood on the pad than what I saw in the morning. Lin Xiaomi was still in a daze, but she woke up immediately.
Although she didn't have any pregnancy experience, she also knew that bleeding was a sign of danger to the baby.
A few days ago, she jumped and jumped in Liancheng and climbed the mountain, and ate a lot of messy things.
Thinking that the baby might be in danger of being lost, her eyes turned red, her heart was in a mess, and she immediately cried out of fear.
Leng Yihuang was still sending text messages on the balcony to threaten Sheng Dong, and looked into the room casually, and saw that Lin Xiaomi was not on the bed.
He hurried out, but when he got to the door of the bathroom, he heard her crying inside.
"What's wrong with my wife?" Leng Yihuang was startled, seeing her red rabbit eyes and tears streaming down her face.
It was as if his heart was being held tightly in his hand.
He ran in immediately, tripped over the slippers in a panic, and knocked his knee on the tiles.
With a bang, Lin Xiaomi's heart skipped a beat.
The whole knee was numb, but he had no time to take care of it. He held her small face in his hands and asked distressedly, "What's wrong with your baby, tell your husband?"
Lin Xiaomi didn't care about the shame, and said with a choked voice: "It's bleeding again, what should I do, the baby can't be kept."
Leng Yihuang also saw the blood on it, and was panicked by what she said.
"Don't talk nonsense, no, didn't the doctor say it? It's just a sign of threatened miscarriage. As long as you stay in bed and rest, the baby will be fine."
"Really?" He looked at a loss like a lost lamb.
"real."
"Then you promise that the baby will be fine."
"Well, my husband promises." As he said, he tapped his chest three times with his fist, which looked resolute and resolute, very reliable.
Only then did Lin Xiaomi pull out a smile: "Then I can rest assured."
Leng Yihuang held her face, kissed her tearful eyes affectionately, sucked the tears on her face little by little, and then carried her out.
Lying on the bed, she didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she always felt that there was still blood coming out from below.
Some worriedly asked: "Is the doctor reliable? Could it be a Mongolian doctor? What if he delays the baby and causes the baby to have an accident?"
Leng Yihuang was a little helpless, how could the Leng family's personal doctor be a Mongolian doctor.
When Cheng Jie was not around, they all saw this doctor.
But in order to reassure her, he began to coax her softly: "No, trust my husband, eh? If there is something wrong with porridge, I will kill him and pay for the head office."
"No!" Lin Xiaomi covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Why are you so violent, pay attention to prenatal education, be careful that you will hear it when you cook with porridge."
The soft palm touched her face, carrying her sweet and fragrant smell.
Leng Yihuang held her little hand and put it to his lips and kissed it, then admitted his mistake and said: "Okay, my husband will stop talking, and he won't teach our son badly."
Lin Xiaomi's palms were itchy after being kissed by him, and he looked straight at her with deep eyes, full of tenderness that was about to drown her.
The little face was a little red, she shyly pulled her hand out of his palm, rubbed against his body, and said coquettishly, "I hate it."
Leng Yihuang couldn't put it down with that soft and waxy word and his shy little appearance.
"Well, okay, I hate it." He leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.
"Annoying!"
"Well, okay, I'm annoying." He said, holding her lips, and pecking her slender neck down a little bit.
"Go away, I'm so annoying." She pushed him away anxiously.
"Honey, I want to kiss you." Obviously, Leng Yihuang also reacted by kissing, after all, the man who used to have a lot of fish and meat every day has no meat scraps recently.
Finally able to hug my wife, my body naturally gave the most honest response.
"No kissing! No trouble!"
"Still angry." Leng Yihuang clung to her reluctantly, lifted her clothes with his big hands, reached in, and rubbed them vigorously.
Lin Xiaomi twisted, but couldn't avoid the electric current he created on her body, so angry that she wanted to cry.
"Do you still want porridge and rice to be born safely! Do you not want them!"
How could Leng Yihuang bear such a big hat down
"How can it be."
"Don't you know that you can't get close in the first three months of pregnancy? The baby will be lost!"
"Ah?" Leng Yihuang was a little dumbfounded, and it took him a few seconds to recover, and he stuttered in surprise: "Three, three months?"
Can't get close
To Leng Yihuang, this was like a bolt from the blue.
He didn't know, of course he didn't!
He has no experience as a father.
Having a child like this requires such a big test for the father.
"Son, father's life is hard."
puff-
Lin Xiaomi couldn't help being amused by him for a while, but the smile stretched to his lower abdomen again, and his stomach hurt a little.
Pregnant women experience greater mood swings.
Lin Xiaomi burst into tears.
"Hate it, don't make me laugh, my stomach hurts."
The little girl who was smiling brightly just now burst into tears in an instant, and Leng Yihuang felt distressed: "Okay, stop smiling, it's all my fault, my fault."
In the past, I didn't want to bow my head first when I was beaten to death, but now I don't know how many times I have to admit my mistakes a day.
Lin Xiaomi sniffed, and said pitifully, "I didn't know I had a baby. I'm too incompetent as a mother. I even went mountain climbing. If it's such a strenuous activity, I won't Forgive my own."
Leng Yihuang's heart suddenly tugged, and he held her small face and kissed: "It's not your fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't make you angry, I shouldn't drive you away, please forgive me, my husband knows it's wrong gone."
"… kindness."
"Porridge is tough, as long as you lie on the bed obediently, they will be fine, my husband promises."
"Okay, I promise not to move around, just lie on the bed."
"My wife is so obedient." Leng Yihuang gently pulled her into his arms, and lightly bit the tip of her cool nose: "If you are worried, I will ask Cheng Jie to come over and check on you again. "
"… kindness."
"Then don't cry."
"...Okay." Lin Xiaomi responded, then thought: "Can he walk away? He has to take care of Cheng Min in the hospital, right?"
"I forgot to tell you that Cheng Min's operation was successful. After recovery, as long as he persists in rehabilitation, he will be able to stand up." Leng Yihuang took the phone and called Cheng Jie.