The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  The man's palm trembled, he hurriedly opened the quilt, and directly picked up the little man lying on the pillow and hugged him in his arms.

   "What's the matter, who upset you, huh?"

  Zhan Muqian, like Aunt Qiao, only treats that she is too lazy to move. In addition, pregnant women are inherently lethargic, and the more they don’t like to move, the more they want to sleep, so she sleeps until dark.

  Who would have thought that she was not asleep, but was crying under the blanket.

  He reached out and stroked her red and swollen eyelids, and the whole small face was also wet and red, poking straight into people's hearts.

   "What the hell, why are you crying, why did you go out today?"

  Mianmian always bit his lip, no matter how he asks, he refuses to say anything.

  Zhan Mu Qian was also a little anxious, and also impatient and helpless.

   Her grieved little appearance, her eyes were sore and crying, but she refused to say anything.

  But he didn’t dare to ask her. He couldn’t beat, beat, scold, let alone scold...

   can really drive people crazy.

  Zhan Muqian pulled two tissues to help her wipe her tears and her nose.

  The little pregnant woman bit her lip, her whole body trembled, trying her best to endure it, still seeming to want to cry.

  He was distressed and anxious, so he could only hold her in his arms and coax the child to pat her back like that.

   "Hey, forget it, just cry if you want to cry, you'll be fine after crying, tell me what happened after crying, let me hear if I can help you, dear, relax."

  The cotton was held in his arms, but the whole person was tight, and it looked really bad, like a irritated little animal with a post-traumatic stress response.

  ……

  Zhan Muqian has been guessing what happened to her, considering to check what she has done when she went out these days and who she has met.

  He didn't pay much attention to these a while ago, one is because Mianmian doesn't like people always staring at her and watching her.

  Second, she has been very good lately, and she is also devoted to raising the baby and preparing for the wedding. He can't see anything wrong, and he is quite relieved of her.

  ……

  The little thing in his arms gradually settled down, lying motionless on his shoulders.

  Zhan Muqian stopped asking her what was wrong, and when she saw her calm down, he reached out and rubbed her hair.

  She cried and wetted her hair, and then slept on the wet pillow. He was really worried that she would catch a cold and have a headache.

   "Is it better? Let's wash our face first, and then go downstairs to eat, OK? Is there anything unhappy? We will talk about it after dinner?"

  Zhan Muqian hugged her out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

  I want to put it on the flow table, but I am afraid that the marble countertop is too cold.

  He stretched out his hand and pulled a soft towel under her hips before he put the person on.

  Cotton quilt He wiped away the mottled tears on his face with a hot and humid towel, and then wiped his hands.

  Her hair is messy, and Zhan Muqian, a big man, even learned to comb her hair.

  He used a comb to comb her hair through, and then tied it up with a hair tie.

   Showing her round white face, her eyes are still thickly swollen and her nose is flushed.

  Her wet eyes are filled with thoughts.

  Zhan Muqian felt that she was like this, even if she took her downstairs to the restaurant, she couldn't eat anything.

He stretched out his hand helplessly and hooked her nose, "You are all going to be mothers, why are you still like a baby, crying like a baby, so if you have something to say, why do you hide and cry alone, huh? "

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