"hiss"
With a light muffled sound, Jiang Ziquan woke up from his sleep in a daze, straightened his body with half-squinted eyes, and touched Teacher Shen's calf with a very familiar hand, and squeezed it a few times. , faintly heard a comfortable humming sound.
Through the thin moonlight, she saw that Teacher Shen's originally frowning brows were relieved a lot, and she seemed to open her mouth to say something, but before she could hear it clearly, she heard steady breathing.
Her hand was lightly attached to the already obvious lower abdomen, which was her and Teacher Shen's child. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she unconsciously kissed the sacred area.
"Mr. Shen, wake up."
After being pregnant, Teacher Shen was more snooze than before. Jiang Ziquan rubbed her somewhat hazy eyes, and the scene in front of her became clear, and she gently kissed her on the side of the face.
"Hmm~"
Teacher Shen, who had just woken up, had a hoarse voice with some tail sounds, like a little milk cat.
"I'm going to have a check-up today." Jiang Ziquan's heart was softened by her voice, and he subconsciously rubbed a handful of Teacher Shen's hair, which was very soft. A few days ago, in order to allow the child to absorb more nutrients, it was specially shortened, which added a bit of student spirit.
Teacher Shen, who was killed by touching her head, seemed a little surprised. She looked at her with wide eyes and seemed a little embarrassed. She pulled the quilt to her neck and only exposed her head, and said warmly, "Why?"
Jiang Ziquan held back his laughter, and without answering her, jumped out of bed, went to the closet and started looking for clothes to wear, without raising his head, "Which one do you want to wear?"
Shen Yumo squeezed his arm lightly, the originally slender arm looked a little swollen, and looked at Jiang Ziquan's excellent arm uncomfortably, and sighed softly: "Whatever."
"This one, I haven't worn it yet." Jiang Ziquan took out the clothes he went out to buy a few days ago from the closet. The two of them were about the same size. "It's also looser."
Shen Yumo straightened up and looked at the blue shirt dress in her hand. The pattern was mainly Chinese embroidery and the workmanship was exquisite. After a while of silence, she said, "I think you look better in it."
Jiang Ziquan heard her unspoken intention, I didn't want to wear that dress, and picked up a lot of them, and finally settled on a dress that both of them were satisfied with.
"Are you two going to have a checkup today?"
"Yes, Mom." Jiang Ziquan slammed his chopsticks and added, "After the inspection, you have to go to Lin Cuo's house, so you don't have to cook for the two of us."
Jiang Ziquan can't cook, and Teacher Shen is pregnant again. At the beginning, it was called a surrogate meal, but it was a bit boring after eating too much, so she brought Teacher Shen's mother over, at least Teacher Shen would not be uncomfortable with it.
"Well, don't get tired, don't go to crowded places." Mother Shen explained earnestly.
"I know."
After the two had eaten, they were ready to go to the hospital.
When going out to change shoes, Jiang Ziquan helped Teacher Shen to sit on the chair, and half squatted down to put on socks and shoes for her. At this time, Shen Yumo felt that her face was about to explode. With her pregnancy now, she was completely capable of wearing socks by herself, but she couldn't resist Jiang Ziquan.
When Mrs. Shen first met her, she felt that her daughter was too hypocritical, and she privately told Teacher Shen not to bully Jiang Ziquan, the little girl was so kind to you.
"Ah? Mom, you misunderstood. She insisted on doing that." Shen Yumo's face was flushed. Although she didn't want to admit it, it would be nice if Jiang Ziquan didn't bully herself. How could she bully Jiang Ziquan? She was in front of her. Sometimes even a thick-skinned machine gun can't get through
"Really?" Mrs. Shen was still in disbelief, with a bit of suspicion on her face. After all, Jiang Ziquan didn't want to look like she could take care of people.
"real."
Now that Mrs. Shen can secretly see her daughter's blushing shyness, the two people's tired appearance makes her a little overwhelmed.
Teacher Shen was waiting at the door for Jiang Ziquan to drive over. The garage was not far from her, and you could see it at a glance. Jiang Ziquan's car window was often opened a little, and she glanced over from time to time, looking like she was afraid. It seems that he will disappear in the next second.
From this angle, she could only see the profile of her face. The makeup on her face was very light, and her eyes were still a bit dark. She didn't remember whether she asked her to massage herself again last night.
These days, she has obviously found that Jiang Ziquan wears makeup a lot less often. Sometimes she goes out alone or even without makeup. Even the changes in her clothes are obvious. She seldom wears clothes.
After Jiang Ziquan arrived, he honked the horn, which brought the person back from his thoughts.
"What were you thinking just now?"
Jiang Ziquan was talking while reversing the car.
"I was thinking just now that you seem to have changed a little." Shen Yumo adjusted the seat belt with a bit of joking.
"Is it better or worse?"
Jiang Ziquan raised his eyebrows, secretly thinking, could it be that he has revealed some nature
"Well..." Shen Yumo paused deliberately, and when she looked a little unnatural, she smiled again with a little light in her eyes: "Anyway, good and bad, they are all cute."
Well. .
Jiang Ziquan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, the hand that was steering the steering wheel felt a little tighter, and his face was slightly pink.
"Are you shy?" Shen Yumo seemed a little surprised, more surprised, and stared at her side face for a while before confirming that her face was indeed red.
"..."
It seems that he was a little uncomfortable to be looked at by the slightly playful eyes, Jiang Ziquan pointed to his cheek and retorted: "Can't you?"
"It's just a little weird."
Shen Yumo got out of the car and saw that no one around her gently kissed her cheek.
Jiang Ziquan stretched out his hand to stop his slender waist, and the corners of his mouth rose, becoming a bit silly.
After a series of examinations, the doctor read the report and helped his glasses: "In general, there is no major problem. It's just that the weight seems to have increased too fast."
Both of them were a little nervous, Jiang Ziquan squeezed Teacher Shen's arm gently, making her feel relieved, and leaned over to the instrument again to see.
In the image, you can vaguely see the legs of the child. Although it is only a vague impression, it still makes people feel the vigorous vitality. Jiang Ziquan is inexplicably nervous and relieved.
The doctor saw a lot of young nervous children, and only explained, "Don't worry too much, you can do more simple exercises to relax your mind and keep up with nutrition, and you don't need to take extra supplements."
"Thank you doctor."
When the two went out, Shen Yumo touched his stomach and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that one day, I would be troubled by my weight."
Jiang Ziquan looked up and down when he heard the words. Compared with before, Teacher Shen was indeed a bit more rounded. It was not like Su Yan who was a twin and still only had a fat belly.
"In this way, I will have the satisfaction of taking good care of you." Jiang Ziquan said with a grin, and then reported Ann gently: "Besides, it feels good to hold you like this."
"Satisfaction?"
"Haven't you heard of Happy Fat?"
"Ah-"
"Let's go, Duo'er is in a hurry."
. . . .
The little girl has the same big black eyes as Teacher Shen. Perhaps because of her young age, she seems to be brighter. She stretched out a white and tender arm and took out the book from under the pillow.
Jiang Ziquan took a look and saw that the name on it was "Andersen's Fairy Tale", so he should tell her the story of fairy tales. This task is usually given to Mr. Shen. She glanced at the somewhat serious daughter. Sometimes she really felt strange. It was obvious that she and Mr. Shen felt that the girl was a baby, but the child had no temperament at all. Like her and Teacher Shen.
Teacher Shen's temperament has been brought more and more joyful by herself over the years. Li Ying, the daughter she taught since childhood, should also be the kind of carefree little princess who lives in a happy family. She looks a little more serious than Teacher Shen, which is really awkward.
Jiang Ziquan cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound a little emotional. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl who had a vicious stepmother and two sisters with bad hearts..."
"Said it."
"Um?"
"Mom told me."
Jiang Ziquan nodded, she was obviously only a five-year-old girl, but she had a good memory. She flipped through a few short stories, and the little girl said that she had already told them all.
Jiang Ziquan expressed that he was a little mad, and felt that there seemed to be no other stories in his mind to tell.
Shen Yumo held another child who was still breastfeeding in her hands, humming an unknown tune, gently opened the door, and whispered, "Qinglan, you haven't slept yet."
Jiang Ziquan raised the book in his hand and motioned her to tell the story, but Shen Yumo didn't seem to see it, so he found a chair and sat down: "I'll listen too."
Jiang Ziquan glanced at his mouth and thought for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll tell you a different Cinderella. One day, the prince in the city held a ball. An old woman appeared to help her transform into a noble lady. Changed a beautiful dress and a pair of crystal slippers for Cinderella to put on. Cinderella was very happy, hurry up to the palace to attend the ball. The happy time of the ball passed quickly, Cinderella had to leave immediately and left behind in a panic A crystal slipper."
With a bit of dissatisfaction on her face, Shen Qinglan continued, "Then the prince and Cinderella lived happily together."
"No." Jiang Ziquan said with a somewhat inscrutable smile: "It's not like that."
This time, Teacher Shen also became interested.
When the quality is over, he pricked up his ears and listened to see if Jiang Ziquan was talking about a flower.
"The old woman knew that Cinderella's time was urgent, and she couldn't worry about it, so she hurried over to help her. I didn't expect that there was only the crystal slipper left in front of the door. The old woman took the crystal slipper and rushed to Cinderella's house. Cinderella is carrying water, sweeping the floor, and cooking at home. The old woman has never seen a woman as hard-working as her. In her eyes, the tough Cinderella at this moment is a bit more beautiful than wearing a dazzling new dress. In the end Recognize her sincerity and tell her that she likes her. Cinderella was a little surprised when she heard this, but she still rejected her."
In her daughter's twinkling eyes, Jiang Ziquan continued: "The old lady cleaned her up and taught her a lesson from her vicious stepmother and sister. Cinderella finally felt her sincerity and couldn't help kissing her lips. I didn't expect Jin Guang In a flash, the old woman turned into a beautiful girl and told Cinderella about her own affairs. It turned out that she was a cursed fairy, as long as she received the kiss of true love, she would change into her original state. The fairy took Cinderella back to heaven. , the two live happily together."
The little girl was already asleep, Jiang Ziquan gently kissed her cheek: "Good night, my princess."
After returning to the bedroom, Teacher Shen put her little daughter in the shaker next to her: "You just combined 'The Prince Who Turns into a Frog' and 'Cinderella's Story'."
Affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.
Jiang Ziquan smiled: "I think this ending is not bad, let the big pig's hoof prince live alone."
"I'll talk about it in the future, lest you teach bad children." Shen Yumo gently patted the little girl again. The little girl looks more like Jiang Ziquan, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, which can be seen at a young age.
Seeing that Teacher Shen didn't come to bed, and was still teasing the little girl, he hugged her from behind, gently wrapped her waist, and approached her ear, and said in a deliberately hoarse voice, "Mr. Shen, I I want to hear the adult version of Cinderella"
Shen Yumo's body froze, seeing that her little daughter was already asleep: "Okay." Then she turned around, faced Jiang Ziquan, and stretched out her index finger.
"?"
"What do you mean?" Jiang Ziquan was a little stunned, and Teacher Shen's eyes seemed a little scary.
Seeing that she didn't understand, Shen Yumo coughed a little uncomfortably, then stretched out her right hand, the thumb and index finger were connected to form a circle, and the index finger of the left hand was placed in the circle.
Jiang Ziquan instantly understood what she meant, but she didn't mind having a good time when someone served her, and immediately rolled onto the big bed by himself, as if being slaughtered by others.
Shen Yumo looked at her sleeping daughter again: "be quiet, don't wake up."
"I know."
Jiang Ziquan agreed very well, but his voice did not drop at all when he was emotional. Originally, Teacher Shen wanted her to experience how hard she usually endures so as not to leave a bad impression on the children, so as to warn her not to mess around again next time, but I didn't expect that it would make Teacher Shen feel a little embarrassed in the end. Now, I have to take a nap to see if the baby is awake.
Instead, he looked like he had lost his soul.
After a while, the older one seemed to have fallen asleep, and Teacher Shen got up again to see the little guy.
"Mr. Shen."
"Huh?" Shen Yumo replied intently, and turned to look at the person, but she was still sleeping sweetly.
"I love you."
Then he hummed and laughed a few times.
"...Well." Teacher Shen patted the little guy again, with a slight smile on his face: "I love you too."