Through the floating gauze curtain, Qiao Muyuan smiled and said, "Not yet!"

"Take the medicine first."

Ji Changmu walked up to her, and the medicine had been prepared in her palm.

Qiao Muyuan took the medicine prescribed by the doctor from his hands and took it seriously.

Ji Changmu sat down on the chair opposite her, unbuttoned two buttons at the collar at the top of the shirt, revealing a piece of sexy skin. Under the soft light, the man's face was warm.

"Are you finished?" she asked him while drinking water.

“Today’s work is over.”

"Oh, don't be idle, tell your baby a story."

Ji Changmu turned his head slightly and looked at her with a smile on his face: "Which baby?"

“Is there a difference?”

"Of course, if it's the baby in your belly, I'll tell a fairy tale, if it's you... I'll tell an adult story."

"..." Qiao Muyuan kicked him, "You are not afraid of causing this in my belly to ruin it, just tell a story about an adult."

Ji Changmu smiled, held the seat and stood up again.

He went into the bookshelf in the bedroom and took a few children's books and a blanket over.

The air conditioner was slightly cooler, so he carefully covered the blanket on her legs and touched her little feet again: "It's very cold, don't catch a cold."

"Yes." Qiao Muyuan looked at him, with delicate and bright eyes under his slender and black eyelashes, and he flashed gently.

Then Ji Changmu sat down opposite her, turned the first page, and read a fairy tale.

Every day they take turns telling stories to their babies, but Qiao Muyuan prefers singing and playing the piano a little more. The baby in her belly often reacts and kicks her.

The night is charming and the night is drooping.

The summer insects chirp in the grass outdoors, and the indoor balcony is warm and harmonious.

Qiao Muyuan held his cheek with one hand and placed the other on his stomach.

She looked at Ji Changmu with admiration as she was when she was a child.

She remembered that she used to like to listen to him reading texts, with a nice voice and a straight and straight voice, but she had no emotional color.

Nowadays, reading stories is like reading reports.

A story was not long, and soon Ji Changmu finished reading it.

He flipped through the storybook again: "It's getting late, are you still reading it?"

"You want to be lazy?"

"You have to go to work tomorrow."

"I'm not sleepy now, you can read it again."

"I think you forgot the doctor's words. Are you scared when you entered the hospital today?"

"Not that scary." To be honest, Qiao Muyuan was also scared at that time, afraid of something unexpected.

"You still have to rest well, you can't stay up late, and you have to relax."

Qiao Muyuan raised her head. Could he see that she was not feeling relaxed?

Fortunately, I just kept thinking about the park project.

Knowing one's strengths and weaknesses, but not being able to make up for this weakness is like being in a car with a mantis arm, he is powerless to do anything.

Qiao Muyuan smiled and said, "You read another article, let's go to bed after reading it."

"OK."

Ji Changmu read another story and read it as if he had just finished.

This story is a little long. For a long time, only Ji Changmu's voice was heard in the bedroom, low and sexy, with a sensual charm of the soul.

Qiao Muyuan listened very seriously.

The baby in her belly kicked her, and she touched her belly.

Slowly, Ji Changmu finished reading the story and closed the book: "Okay, take a shower and go to bed."

"Baby is kicking me."

"Is that so? Let me touch it."
Chapter completed!