The little pigeon shook her head, looking a little at a loss and said: "Princess, the road is bumpy, do you feel uncomfortable?"
Xia Luoying shook her head, understanding the little pigeon's concern.
"The cushion is thick and soft, making it feel like a rocking chair. I didn't feel uncomfortable, but it was so comfortable that I almost fell asleep!"
Looking at the kite in Little Pigeon's hand, Xia Luoying said again: "Little Pigeon, when we get to the place, you and Little Huzi will fly the kite together!"
Little Pigeon nodded, then looked at Xia Luoying confusedly, and said, "Princess, aren't you going with Little Pigeon?"
Xia Luoying shook her head, touched her belly, and said to the little pigeon: "I wanted to go, but this little guy said he was tired and asked me to find a place for him to have a good rest later."
After listening to Xia Luoying's words, the little pigeon was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud
She said to Xia Luoying as if no one else was watching: "Princess, it's obvious that you are tired, but you still use the baby as an excuse, haha——"
Xia Luoying smiled silently and looked out the window again.
It's not that she doesn't want to pay attention to Xiao Ge, but Ming Qiye's eyes are always on her, which makes her feel uncomfortable.
Little Pigeon looked at the weirdness between the two people, she smiled coquettishly, her eyes moved, and her little mouth opened
"It's so stuffy in the carriage! Princess, I'm going to drive with my brother. Please help me hold the kite!"
Handing the kite to Xia Luoying, the little pigeon bent over and headed towards the door, as if it didn't want to be the light bulb between Ming Qiye and Xia Luoying and give them some time.
The narrow carriage did not appear spacious because of the departure of the little pigeon, but it only made the already awkward atmosphere between the two people become more formal.
When two people are quarreling, the atmosphere seems lively, relatively silent, and the atmosphere becomes stalemate.
They were two people who were not supposed to have any intersection. Now they should be involved together. No matter what they do, they can't get closer.
As if he wanted to find some topics to talk about, Ming Qiye spoke first unnaturally.
His dark eyes stared at Xia Luoying's belly. After a long time, he made a sound
"He - is he naughty?"
"No"
The words "cold" and "cold" did not convey the desire to have a warm and hearty conversation, which made Ming Qiye not sure what to say next.
Gently stroking your belly, as if seeking a sense of security, has become a habit
And such actions made Ming Qiye very envious.
His eyes were locked on Xia Luoying's belly. He hesitated and said, "I want to touch him -" Is that okay?
The following words were not said, but Xia Luoying raised her eyes and looked at
There was no movement in the eyes, as if he didn't expect Ming Qiye to say this, and he was a little stunned.
After a moment of silence, Xia Luoying opened her mouth and said, "Yeah."
Just a light response, no corresponding words
Ming Qiye was the child's father. He wanted to touch the child, so she shouldn't have refused, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Sitting timidly next to Xia Luoying, Ming Qiye raised his hand, but never boldly put his hand on Xia Luoying's belly. He always felt that it was a difficult thing to do.