"I think you have prenatal depression..." Qin Xiaoman slapped the man's hand off his face and poked his forehead, "I'm only four months old, more than four months old, who can look like this?
If you have nothing to do, you just sit in front of the computer and search for birthing procedures. You spend all day studying cesarean section or vaginal birth, and you will give birth naturally when the time comes. Why are you so anxious from now on?"
"Yes, that's right, it's a little early," Yan Zisong agreed and made a decisive conclusion. However, a few seconds later, the man couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Then it will be an autopsy."
Or give birth? Natural delivery is good for your health, but I read books that say it will hurt for more than ten hours..."
With a "pop" sound, the woman laughed, "Yan Zisong, are you Yan Zisong? Are you an alien pretending to be?"
As he spoke, he pulled the man's cheeks unceremoniously, "When I was in high school, I heard that you were some kind of legend of Shengteng. Didn't you say that you were so cool that you charmed twelve colleges in the East District?
"The more Qin Xiaoman said, the more joyful she became, "Are you sure that person from before was you?"
The man looked embarrassed when she said that, and then he put on a calm look, "Now that your husband has stepped forward, it's not just the East District that will be fascinated..." As he said this, he seemed to suddenly feel some kind of dissatisfaction caused by unwillingness.
, "You have to be careful, Qin Xiaoman!"
He said it seriously, and the woman couldn't help but be slightly startled, "What are you worried about?"
Yan Zisong smiled leisurely and was indescribably pleased with himself, "Don't you know how many women want to get close to me, secretly or covertly?" As he said that, the man said in a truly worried tone, "You are going to be in crisis.
Consciousness, Xiao Qin."
Qin Xiaoman didn't know why, but she felt happier and happier. She had no self-consciousness about being a pregnant woman at all, and her smile was almost trembling. "How can we be in danger, Mr. Yan?" After saying this, he put on another look that looked fierce.
His expression said, "If you dare to let me try in crisis, I will castrate you haha..."
Her words shocked Yan Zisong. People say that a woman's temperament will change drastically when she is pregnant. It seems that this is not true.
While the man was moaning silently, the woman calmed down again. She half-closed her eyes and said to the sofa or to the air, "It's okay now..."
"What can I do?" Yan Zisong was made a little nervous by this woman, and his thinking became slow.
"It's okay..." Qin Xiaoman twisted and looked at him, "In four months, it's okay..."
So, in the blink of an eye, the scene had changed to the bed in the bedroom.
"Ah... Zisong, hurry up, here..."
But the man gritted his teeth and held back, "No, honey...can't...too fast..."
"Well..." As the woman's nasal voice sounded dissatisfied, the man almost lost control and threw himself on the bed.
"Don't worry... be good, this way... I can... make you... cum... um..."
Five months later, Hejia Hospital.
In the ward across the door, vague sounds of encouragement came intermittently. Yan Zisong and his parents were waiting outside the door.
Compared to the calmness of the two older women, the three men seemed more uneasy and anxious.
Yan Zisong couldn't help but raise his hand to look at the watch over and over again. This monotonous and repetitive action was so blinding that it dazzled people's eyes, "It's been more than four hours..."