The doctor said that the baby is developing very well in her womb.
Compared to her calmness, Yu Yuehan's mood swings were obvious when he heard that the baby was growing again.
Although Xiao Liuliu was brought up by him, when Nian Xiaomu was pregnant, he was not by her side.
From when she was pregnant with Xiao Liuliu to when Xiao Liuliu was one year old... Yu Yuehan was absent.
This is the first time he has participated in the process of a small life from budding to thriving.
Mysterious, sacred, full of expectations and surprises.
Every change made him feel throbbing.
His hand touched her belly lightly.
The thin lips pursed nervously.
"Nian Xiaomu, let your son move."
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
How old is the baby? How could he be obedient now.
and…
"What do you call my son? Yu Yuehan, your words are ambiguous. If I give birth to a daughter, is it also my daughter?"
"My daughter." Yu Yuehan said without hesitation.
After saying that, seeing that Nian Xiaomu's expression was not good, he paused, as if he also felt that something was wrong.
He coughed twice.
"Okay, okay, our son and daughter are all ours, and I will feel pain. These are not the point. The point is, can you let it move now?"
Ever since Yu Yuehan felt the fetal movement last time, he has been following a demon these few days, pestering Nian Xiaomu to listen to the fetal movement every day.
But the baby in Nian Xiaomu's womb seemed to be against him on purpose.
It is only active when he is not around, and when he comes, it is quiet again.
Yu Yue was so cold that his teeth itch, but he was not convinced.
He kept emphasizing with Nian Xiaomu.
"Coincidence, it's just a coincidence. I am the child's own father. How could it not love me?"
After a while of self-hypnosis, Yu Yuehan was sure that he couldn't feel the fetal movement, and prepared to work hard to earn money for milk formula for the child.
Just as he was about to move his hand away from Nian Xiaomu's stomach, something pushed against his palm.
His body froze quickly.
Immediately, she looked down at Nian Xiaomu's stomach in surprise.
I saw a little foot on her belly, which was wearing a maternity dress, slowly lifting it up as if stretching.
Move on Nian Xiaomu's stomach.
When it moved to the position under Yu Yuehan's palm, it paused for a moment, as if to say hello to Dad.
"Nian Xiaomu, did you see it? The baby moved and it kicked me!"
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Nonsense, she knew it without looking.
The baby kicked her stomach, she was in pain, and he was still smiling like a silly roe deer.
Are you going to piss her off
But seeing Yu Yuehan so happy, Nian Xiaomu thought about it and let it go.
Let the baby in the womb make noise, let Yu Yuehan feel the fetal movement a few more times.
With the comfort of a second child, Yu Yuehan's life is a little easier.
But overall it is still in dire straits.
Get to the bottom of it.
It's heart disease.
Every day he said that he didn't care and that he should respect the child's childhood, but he stared at Fanfan and Xiao Qiqi like he was guarding against thieves.
Nian Xiaomu looked tired for him.
It can be seen that his belt is getting wider and thinner day by day, and he is still distressed to give stewed tonic every day.
Who knew that Yu Yuehan didn't gain weight after making up for it day by day, but it made her thinner.
If it wasn't for the doctor's order, Nian Xiaomu might not even have the strength to get up.
After learning from the pain, he finally saw through his trick and decided to let Yu Yuehan fend for himself.
For half a month, Yu Yuehan didn't touch a single finger of her.
Every night, like a wraith, floating around the door of the master bedroom... Struggling until the dead of night, I drifted into the study to work overtime in despair.