Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 470 Your son greets you?

The appearance of the little serval cat was so swallowing.

Sheng Dong’s inexplicable mood became very good. When she used to be a babysitter, he often used this trick to bully her.

Dealing with a full food, is to let her face a table of food, but can only do not eat, the so-called hands-on is to serve him.

Wen Xiaoxiao’s movements were flexible. Soon the shrimp shell on the table was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, she thought she was going to do it. When she could eat, Sheng Dong threw a dish into her dish. Crab and a few lobsters.

Wen Xiaoxiao can not be stupid to think that this is what he gave her.

And she is pregnant women can not eat crabs at all.

What's the matter, I don't want to let her eat?

She turned her head in shame, but just happened to meet the glimpse of his eagle-eyed eagle, the smile in his eyes... let Wen Xiaoxiao suddenly take a look.

She thought of the time she had been alone with him in the villa.

Every time he was eating, he called her like this. When she watched her drooling on a table, he seemed to be inexplicably happy.

Every time I still ask her childly: "Do you want to eat?"

When she did not answer, he looked sorry: "There are so many things that I can't finish alone, but you don't want to eat it."

She said that she wanted to eat, and he smirked with a smirk on his face: "I won't give you food, fast, and I will cut the shrimp for this young master!"

At that time, she did not realize that she was interested in him, and he did not know how many times he had smashed him in the back.

Wen Xiaoxiao was so distracted that he was accidentally **** by the shrimp shell.

The reflection of the hand, the **** shrimp shell fell on the table, he was noticed, his mouth viciously said: "I cramps?"

Wen Xiaoxiao thought about the previous things, and the emotions were brought to the day when they did not owe their wits and wits, and listened to his mouth and poisoned him, and he turned his eyes directly and unceremoniously.

You are cramping.

Sheng Dong’s “嘶 的 的 , , , , , , , , , 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 顿 ? ?

In the end, does she know what attitude she should be asking for?

The young master of the bully came up with temper, and the chopsticks were slammed on the table.

Wen Xiaoxiao knows what he has just done after he knows what he just did. He just wants to explain, and suddenly there is a slight pain in his stomach.

She screamed "ah" and subconsciously grabbed her lower abdomen with her hand.

Everyone’s eyes fell on her, and no one noticed the move of Sheng Dong’s chopsticks.

Everyone looked at her licking her stomach and suddenly it was a nervous moment.

"What's wrong? Stomach hurt?" Mrs. Sheng asked.

Wen mother sat beside her, and worried about holding Wen Xiaoxiao: "What happened to you?"

But she looked at Wen Xiaoxiao, a silly expression, and it was not like how uncomfortable it was.

At this time, for Wen Xiaoxiao, it is a very wonderful experience, just...

She clearly felt that the little thing in her stomach had moved, as if it were a foot, or that her leg had hit her belly.

Suddenly it was another foot. She browed and didn't prepare for a sigh.

Mrs. Sheng and Wen’s mother were nervously surrounded, and Shengdong’s brows on the side were also smashed up. She didn’t look like she was wearing it. She looked at her with an uncertain look: “Is it really cramped?”

"Mom, it... It just seemed to kick me." Wen Xiaoxiao really felt the amount of tire power.

The mother of Wen and the old lady are all happy.

"Really, let me touch." Mrs. Sheng was excited to put her hand on her stomach, but I didn't touch it for a long time.

Wen Xiaoxiao also breathed a feeling of calm for a long time, muttered: "It seems that there is no more."

Wenmu also reached out and touched it, and did not feel it.

But these are all people coming, of course, knowing that the fetal movement at this time is not so frequent.

Mrs. Sheng looked at Wen Xiaoxiao’s little disappointed face and smiled. “In the future, it will move more and more. Wait a little more in the month, maybe you will still turn your head in your stomach, practice your fists, and sometimes You are annoying."

“Really? Will it turn over?” Wen Xiaoxiao smiled.

Wenmu nodded and groaned: "I was pregnant with you. I was quiet in the daytime. I was alive and kicking at night. I couldn’t sleep for a night. I thought it was a son at that time, otherwise how? skin."

It is said that these people who have been aunts are smiling and giving birth to a child with a kind of bitter and sweet happiness. They have already experienced it.

It was Wen Xiaoxiao and Sheng Dong, who heard a glimpse of it, and some of them did not respond.

I feel amazed and have a little incredible feeling.

Mrs. Sheng intends to let Shengdong get involved. It is normal for a man to be arrogant when he is young, but when he is a father, his mind will naturally gather and go home.

He has not yet realized the joy of a child who continues his blood, and slowly believes that he can understand it.

"Adong, your son is moving, you can touch it and see if it doesn't say hello to you."

Sheng Dong’s disdain: “I don’t...”

His words were not finished, and the old lady had already grabbed his hand and pressed it on Wen Xiaoxiao’s stomach.

It’s strange to say that we haven’t moved for a long time. Sheng Dong’s hand is on top of it, and suddenly there is a force in the palm of his hand. The gentle but soft but very real force is holding his palm.

It’s like saying hello to him.

He was like an electric shock, and he violently pulled his hand back and looked at everyone with a shock: "It... it hit me."

Quiet for a moment in the box, then burst into laughter.

Wen's father is a sincere person. He immediately smiled and said: "He is as stupid as I was."

Mrs. Sheng said with a voice: "In the end, it is the father and son, how can you say hello to you?"

Sheng Dong’s big hand clenched into a fist, but there was always a feeling in the palm of his hand. When he heard his grandmother’s words, his heart was inexplicably filled with a wonderful feeling.

Watching everyone's attention back to Wen Xiaoxiao's stomach, rushing to touch, he suddenly a little... I still want to touch it again.

That is his child?

The little fist is quite powerful.

Wen Xiaoxiao should be the most wonderful one. When the baby moves, it is really a feeling of giving birth to a child.

She can feel the baby's strong life, the little fists licking her belly is full of strength.

She subconsciously looked at Shengdong, and he just felt it.

Shengdong’s face is unnatural, and he is considering whether to touch it again. Who knows that he suddenly smiles at the smile on his face, and his face is smiling. His hand that stretched out is embarrassed to collect it.

Like being caught in a package, the guilty conscience gave her a look: "What are you laughing at!"