The Villain’s Mother

Chapter 35

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Ruan Xia was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then realized what Wang Zai meant by saying this. Except for a small number of people who are more resistant to pain, basically all pregnant women will suffer from such pain during childbirth. Of course, it goes without saying that although she has never experienced the legendary ten-level pain, she knows how painful it would be with her toes. It hurts, and it hurts for a while afterwards.

The original owner was quite lucky, at least her belly was still white, even tight, and there was indeed no trace of childbirth on her body.

Many mothers have to bear the burden of birth damage. Among them, the most frightening ones are stretch marks. With the current technology, they can only be lightened and cannot be completely disappeared. Ruan Xia still remembers that one of her colleagues also had stretch marks during pregnancy , The whole person has no love in life. I heard that she cried a lot at home.

I don't know how much thought and effort the original owner has put in, but the only thing that is certain is that the original owner must have endured a lot of pain in order to give birth to Wang Zai.

Giving birth is naturally painful, and Ruan Xia never thought that Wang Zai would feel sorry for his mother at such a young age.

Although she was wearing a thin nightgown, she still seemed to be able to feel the warmth of his lips. She stretched out her hand and touched his little head, and her voice subconsciously softened, "Mom is no longer in pain."

Wang Zai opened his big eyes and asked her, "Really?"

"Really." Ruan Xia explained patiently, "It only hurts when the mother has a baby in her belly and the baby is about to come out again."

Wang Zai thought for a while, "Then mother should not have a baby, I don't want my mother to suffer."

Ruan Xia laughed dumbly.

She will definitely not experience the pain of pregnancy and childbirth. In her original world, she was prepared for infertility. If she really meets someone who wants to enter the palace, then she will also Tell that person in advance that you want to be a DINK.

Having a child is not about buying cabbage. Even raising a pet these days requires the determination to be responsible until old age, let alone a child.

She doesn't have the confidence to be responsible for a small life.

"Okay." Ruan Xia promised him like this, "Mom just needs to have a baby like Wang Zai."

Wang Zai was a little shy, hugged her waist and rubbed her in remembrance.

He liked it when his mother said that, when she said he was her little baby.

The mother and son were very tired and crooked for a while, and when Wang Zai had had enough trouble and drank milk, the drowsiness came, and Ruan Xia finally had time to think about other things, such as the goodnight kiss that was borrowed just now.

She is not a person who really sees through the world of mortals and has no desires or desires. Facing such a high-quality man like Song Tingshen every day, God knows how much effort she will have to restrain the urge to mess with him.

When he approached her just now and bent down slightly, it is no exaggeration to say that her heart almost jumped out.

May I ask which girl doesn't want to close her eyes in the face of this situation? How many people can resist such a temptation

Fortunately, Song Tingshen is a real gentleman, he didn't really kiss him, but found an angle to fool the short-legged Wangzai.

... Well, for a second, she was indeed a little disappointed and regretful.

However, when I think about it now, I still feel fortunate that he has always been so calm, otherwise they are all adults, and they are all adults, and they still wear the name of husband and wife. If they want something to happen, it is just a thought thing!

But after it happened, that was the postmortem crematorium.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xia suddenly wanted to give Song Tingshen a compliment.

If you haven't considered the future mode of getting along, then it's best not to take that step lightly.

***

Ruan Xia was thinking about that goodnight kiss. Song Tingshen, who returned to the second bedroom, was actually not as calm as he appeared. Sitting by the bed, his mind was full of her appearance. When he approached her, she felt very pale. The pleasant smell, as well as the blush slowly creeping up on her fair face, were all lingering in her mind.

He was both puzzled and had an indescribable feeling.

What is puzzling is that even on that night more than four years ago, Ruan Xia did not show such an expression.

Now he can't see through Ruan Xia more and more, and he can't understand what she is thinking in her heart. He didn't care or care before, but now as she slowly "gives" maternal love to Wang Zai, the intersection between him and her is just now. There are more, but, for some reason, he just can't connect the current Ruan Xia with her in the past four years. It is precisely because of this that he is curious. During the time he went to City A, What happened to her.

It's just that curiosity is curiosity. She didn't say it, and he didn't want to ask. Even in his heart, Song Tingshen was unwilling to break the current warm balance. He was afraid that once he asked, Ruan Xia would return to her past. .

On the other side of the bedroom, Ruan Xia was used to making a cup of hot milk before going to bed. Around ten o'clock, she got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. When she was about to reach the stairs, she found that there was a light coming from downstairs.

Auntie is not here today, and the security system here is also in place, so the person downstairs at this moment can only be Song Tingshen.

Why is he still up

Ruan Xia was afraid that his sudden appearance would scare him, so she unconsciously increased the sound of her footsteps when she went downstairs. When she went downstairs, she saw that the light in the kitchen was not turned off. She leaned over and saw that Song Tingshen didn't know what she was doing. Walking over, he tentatively asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Tingshen had heard the footsteps a long time ago, and now he looked back with a bit of embarrassment on his face, he was still holding a handful of vegetables, which was very funny.

Although he didn't answer, Ruan Xia knew what he was doing when he saw his battle, and asked incredulously: "Are you cooking? Didn't you have enough to eat at night?"

I ate a lot tonight, there are cakes and vegetables... The most important thing is that he and Wang Zai worked together to solve a mango smoothie after eating.

Could it be that Song Tingshen is the legendary big stomach king

Why didn't I see him go downstairs for supper a few times before

My aunt didn't mention it either.

Song Ting was silent for a moment, and said, "My family doesn't have the habit of eating cakes on birthdays, but usually longevity noodles."

When his parents were alive, every time it was his birthday, his mother would always make him a bowl of delicious longevity noodles, and she would look at him eagerly until he finished the bowl of noodles.

Later, after his parents passed away, he stayed with his relatives, and no one would remember his birthday. At that time, he was boarding at school, and he would go to the cafeteria to buy noodles, which he regarded as longevity noodles. Over the years, his career has grown bigger and bigger. , but on his birthday, he will also habitually order a bowl of noodles for himself when he is free. Even if he is not hungry, he will remember his mother's advice and eat all the noodles.

When he was a child, he didn't understand his mother's intentions, but after he became a father, he could vaguely appreciate half of the meaning. As a parent, you really don't have much extravagance, you just want your children to be safe and healthy until they grow old, and that's enough.

Ruan Xia pursed her lips when she heard the words.

Although the plot of the novel did not spend much time describing him, it is a fact that he lost his father and mother when he was young. He only said a short sentence, but she could feel his hardships for so many years.

In the past, she always felt that she was quite pitiful. She grew up with her grandparents, and later returned to her parents, but she was more like an outsider, but no matter what, they were her biological parents after all. I have never experienced the bitterness of being dependent on others. On her birthday, her parents always remember that they will cook a table of her favorite dishes, her mother will buy her a cake, and her father will satisfy her wish and buy her a birthday present.

Compared with him, she is really not pitiful.

A man like Song Tingshen is undoubtedly fatally attractive to many women.

He had a not-so-happy childhood and adolescence. In such an environment, he was able to fight his way out in the shopping mall and completely change his destiny with his own ability. Therefore, the charm and aura in him are something young boys don't have. It is also something that men of the same age who have unique conditions do not have.

Ruan Xia walked up to Song Tingshen and smiled at him, "How can longevity noodles be made by birthday stars? Let me come. Although I'm not very good at cooking, I seem to be good at cooking noodles."

The kitchen is huge. She took out eggs and lunch meat from the refrigerator in turn, boiled the water in the pot, and put a handful of noodles in it.

Cooking noodles is indeed very simple, especially when the ingredients are abundant. Ruan Xia cut three or four pieces of luncheon meat and put them in. The color immediately looked good. She turned her head and asked him, "Do you like soft-boiled eggs?"

Song Ting replied in a daze: "... not bad."

After breaking the eggs in, she quickly threw in a small handful of green vegetables. Except for salt and a little light soy sauce, she didn't put any condiments.

After a while, a bowl of longevity noodles that looked good was ready.

"The taste should be okay, try it." Ruan Xia sat opposite him, and handed him chopsticks and spoons with a smile, "Actually, there is only one noodle in the whole bowl of real longevity noodles, but it's too late now. No, I don't know how to roll noodles, so you can just eat it."

Song Ting took a deep look at her, took the chopsticks and spoon from her hands, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

Ruan Xia smiled and said, "Thank you, I am the one who wishes you the most longevity."