Cooperating with her taking off the slightly wet windbreaker, he leaned over and touched her swollen belly with his big hand. The faint warmth came through the skin immediately. He rubbed it and said with a low smile, "This little girl Something is happier than me."
When Xi Xiaye heard it, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously, waiting for his explanation, but he just cast a meaningful look.
Perhaps feeling the warmth from his father, the little thing in Xi Xiaye's stomach suddenly started to move. The father-to-be, Mu Yuchen, felt it very clearly. Immediately, his handsome eyebrows raised, and he looked at Xi Xiaye with some joy, with the corner of his mouth raised. With a brilliant smile, "It moved!"
The girl Xia Ye rolled her eyes, put the windbreaker in her hand aside, and lightly covered the back of his hand with her hands, "It's been a long time ago, it can understand your voice and feel your movements now , you have been absent for more than two months, it probably doesn't even recognize you now."
"How could it not be recognized? Didn't it stay with you every step of the way for the past few months? It can't be so forgetful, let me see..."
"You have to talk to it so he can recognize your voice."
Xi Xiaye reminded.
Mu Yuchen stared at the protruding belly for a long time, then looked up at Xi Xiaye, but didn't speak for a while.
"Hurry up, I occasionally go to the maternity store these days and see that the expectant father is very active, not like you at all. From tonight onwards, you have to tell stories and sing to it every night... Look, I bought all the storybooks…”
After Miss Xia Ye finished speaking, Mu Yuchen was stunned for a moment!
Storytelling is okay, no problem!
However, this singing...
Glancing at the so-called storybook she handed over, what "One Thousand and One Nights" and "Ara's Magic Lamp"...
His children don't want to hear these childish stories!
He took it with one hand, threw it aside, leaned down, tapped Miss Xia Ye's stomach lightly, and said solemnly, "Baby, I'm your father. I haven't seen you for more than two months. I miss you very much. It's your father's negligence that made you suffer from your low EQ mother using these stories to poison your ears. From now on, when your father is at home, you don't have to listen to your mother, just listen to your father... because, father is a good man... "
Young Master Mu had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him. He subconsciously raised his head to look at Miss Xia Ye, and found that she was staring at him coldly. He thought about it silently before continuing to lower his head. He touched his belly again, and said helplessly, "Your mother is also very good. When your father is not at home, you can listen to her..."
Right now, the little thing in the stomach is excited, and when it feels movement, it will move very loudly, making a lot of noise, and Mu Yuchen can see it seems to be protruding little by little through the wide nightgown. The fist is probably showing its teeth and claws inside.
Xi Xiaye pulled his big hand away to protect her stomach, "I suddenly hope that this time it's a baby boy, kiss me, at least he will protect me when you bully me. If it's a daughter, she must listen your."
"What are you thinking? When did I ever bully you? Ma'am, after the child is born, we all need to be more democratic. It's good to be friends with him. Don't be too clingy to the child. With your temperament, I'm worried that it will be easy for the child to Spoiled. Especially boys, you hear?"
Young Master Mu's subtext is -- ma'am, your focus is still on me, baby, it's just an incidental...
Of course, he wouldn't say that, even if he was killed.
"I don't want it, how do you know that I will spoil it? I want to learn from experience and lessons, and teach our child to be a gentle, smart and wise person. Moreover, he must be close to us as parents, between us In addition to the blood relationship, it is also a relationship between a good teacher and a friend, a friend who can talk and talk."
As Xi Xiaye spoke, his tone slowed down, and he took Mu Yuchen's hand, "So, I hope you do too."
He smiled slightly, moved his big hand up, touched her head, then took her into his arms, and said softly, "I will try my best to satisfy your wish, but I want to make a statement first, the child's Just educate me, if you have thoughts, put more on me, the emotional happiness index between us as parents is the most important thing for a child's growth."
"Then, Mr. Mu, do you think we are happy now?"
She looked up from his arms with her starry eyes blinking, and asked softly.
He just smiled and said nothing, lowered his head and pecked lightly on her indifferent lips, then picked her up firmly, and walked up the stairs--
"What do you think?"
She smiled happily, put her arms around his shoulders, thought for a while, and said lightly, "Xi Xiaye's happiness started with someone..."
He listened, paused in his steps, lowered his eyes, tightly locked on her clear and charming little face, and smiled wickedly, "Who is the person that Madam mentioned?"
"What do you say?"
Xi Xiaye raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile.
A gleam of joy flashed across Mu Yuchen's handsome face at the moment, he hugged her tightly, and said with a low smile, "In this world, who else is there besides me?"
"Mr. Mu, you will be wrong this time. I'm talking about the little thing in my stomach..."
"real?"
"Um!"
"ah--"
There was an exclamation, followed by the sound of closing the door.
After going back to the room and playing around for a while, Mu Yuchen went to take a shower later. Xi Xiaye gave full play to the potential of a virtuous and good wife to help him find his nightgown, and tidy up the clothes he took off and threw on the chair.
When Mu Yuchen came out of the bathroom after washing, Xi Xiaye was no longer in the bedroom, and his clothes were placed on the shelf next to the door. He changed them neatly, and then walked towards the study.
Sure enough, in the study room, Xi Xiaye was packing up the things on the table, and as he followed him over, he said, "The work I'm in charge of here is quite complicated, and it may take a little time to arrange. Please write the application for maternity leave for me. After the administration department receives it, it is better to make a record and make arrangements in advance."
"I'm going to be rushing to the end of the year, and I'm worried that you will be too busy. If you have any unfinished business, you can simply explain it. You can tell me the details you missed. It's been hard for you these days. The quarterly meeting has a good summary. At the end of the year, you should give You reserve a spot for an award."
He gave a low laugh, reached out to take the book in her hand, and put it on the shelf.
"What prize? At that time, I'm afraid I'd have a full stomach, and it would be inconvenient to come to the scene in person. But if it's not precious, I won't accept it!"
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