"It's disgusting again?"
Leng Yihuang got up and poured her a glass of water, stroked her back, and asked softly.
Lin Xiaomi nodded, sniffing the sachet in her hand fiercely, and gradually felt better.
She raised her eyes and saw Leng Yihuang's frown that could kill ants.
Knowing that he was distressed, she leaned over and fell into his arms, stroking his frowning brows with soft fingers: "Don't worry, pregnancy is like this."
"Well, let's drink some water."
Lin Xiaomi drank all the water in the glass obediently, and then looked up at him: "Then you must not frown, like a little old man, once you learn how to eat porridge and dry rice, you will be born like that." Little old man, what should we do then?"
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang had no choice but to stretch his brows, pinched her nose: "No nonsense."
She leaned against the head of the bed, and Leng Yihuang personally fed her. She ate very slowly, and he didn't rush her.
It took almost half an hour to finish a nutritious lunch, and Lin Xiaomi finally felt what Wen Xiaoxiao had suffered.
When the pregnancy reaction becomes serious, it is really nauseating to drink plain water.
Eating is like a punishment, it is very uncomfortable.
She had finished eating, but he hadn't. It had been more than half an hour, and the food was cold.
She felt sorry for him and wanted a servant to come up and warm him up, but he said no.
Extremely fast but still eating so elegantly, digesting all the rest of her meal.
Lin Xiaomi had a sweet feeling in his heart. This should be the first time. When will Young Master Leng eat people's leftovers, but he doesn't look disgusted at all.
Leng Yihuang sent the dinner tray down, and when he came back, he went to bed and lay beside her.
Lin Xiaomi felt his generous and powerful big hands stroking her head one after another, and felt that even her flustered heart was soothed.
"I'm fine. You don't have to stay with me at home all day. You can go to the company and come back early at night."
"The biggest thing today is to stay with my wife at home, and everything else has to stand aside."
She knew that he knew well that since he could stay at home and he didn't have any company phone calls, then there should be no urgent work to deal with, so she stopped persuading him.
In the afternoon, the two of them read a book on parenting together and listened to music for a while. In the end, Leng Yihuang was forced to watch cartoons with her for a while.
He was reluctant at first, and fell asleep on the bedside, but she made a fuss about it, and shouted that he was not happy with rice porridge, and they would only be happy if they let their parents watch together.
After watching Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, Lin Xiaomi smiled and said, "We should have a frying pan at home, husband, what do you think?"
How could Leng Yihuang not be able to hear the teasing in her words, he pursed his lips and smiled, leaned over to kiss her lips: "I think it's okay, just put it in the bedroom, use it occasionally when flirting, it's also unique."
Lin Xiaomi was so ashamed to hit him with her small fist, not serious.
With him by his side, this day's time is much easier, playing around, lying on the bed is not boring, even Lin Xiaomi has no time to think about it.
However, at night, Lin Xiaomi had a nightmare.
In the dream, she was also lying on the bed, her body was in pain, to be precise, her lower abdomen was in pain, and she felt a burst of falling pain. She lifted the quilt and saw that the bed was covered with glaring blood continuously flowing out from between her legs.
She seemed to be pinned down, unable to move, Leng Yihuang was not sleeping beside her, she was the only one in the room.
She couldn't move, so she could only shout loudly: "Husband—husband—"
Leng Yihuang was startled awake, looking down at the woman in his arms crying with tears all over his face, it looked like a nightmare, she called him loudly, the feeling of helplessness and panic made his heart burst pain.
"Xiaomi, Xiaomi, wake up, you are having a nightmare..."
Leng Yihuang shook her awake, watched her open her eyes in a trance, her eyes were full of fear: "Baby, it's okay, it's okay when you wake up, it's just a nightmare."
Lin Xiaomi stared blankly at the worried man in front of her, and took a while to understand what he meant.
"Husband..." Lin Xiaomi snuggled into his arms with concern, trembling uncontrollably: "I'm having a nightmare, it's so scary."
Leng Yihuang stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, laughing at how big she was, yet she was scared to cry by the nightmare.
"What dream did you have? Tell your husband and see if you can scare me to tears." He teased her with a smile.
Lin Xiaomi suddenly fell silent.
"Huh? What dream did you have?"
"... I dreamed that I was sleeping and my stomach hurt. I opened the quilt first. The bed... was full of blood. There was so much blood. You were not by my side. I was alone in the room. I was so scared that I cried and called you loudly. , you didn't show up either..."
"Honey, is the baby okay? Is this dream a sign?"
Leng Yihuang frowned when she heard this, and pinched her face punitively: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a nightmare, the dreams are all fake, you must be thinking wildly during the day."
"Really?" Why did she think the feeling in the dream was so real
"Do you doubt your husband's words again? I owe you a fight! And isn't there another way to talk? If you tell the dream, it won't come true. You said it just now, and the porridge will definitely be born safely. Your husband promised you, didn't you?"
His deep magnetic voice could not stop comforting her ears, and Lin Xiaomi's beating heart gradually calmed down.
But the lower abdomen suddenly started to hurt, and the pain became more and more intense. The feeling inexplicably reminded her of the dream just now.
"Husband, my stomach hurts."
"You are scared, it's just a psychological effect, don't be afraid, your husband is here, you relax, take a deep breath..."
Lin Xiaomi also felt that it was probably her own psychological effect. She tried her best to calm herself down, but the feeling of falling pain was real and never disappeared. Slowly, she felt something coming from her body. flowed out.
She stretched out her hand, her eyes were full of blood.
"husband!!!"
Leng Yihuang looked at the blood on her hand, and the man who didn't change his expression in the face of a hail of bullets also became flustered.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll let the doctor come and take a look, it's going to be okay, don't be afraid..." He comforted him, but the trembling in his words betrayed his panic at the moment.
He called Chen Nan and told her to come over immediately, and then called Cheng Jie.
"Husband, I'm afraid, you promise me that nothing will happen if you cook rice with porridge."
Lin Xiaomi grabbed his pajamas and couldn't help crying. She was terrified. What she didn't dare to tell him was that she didn't keep the baby in the end because of the nightmare just now...
"Don't cry, my husband promises." Leng Yihuang raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face: "The doctor said you can't be excited, crying will also affect the baby, be good, don't cry."