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  Feng Yaqin was elated, completely unaware that she ran out halfway, thinking that she was tired from shopping and had been resting in the bedroom. Holding Han Xiaoye's hand, he dragged him to the next room.

  Few people stay in the guest room of Fu's house, but it is very beautifully cleaned. In addition, Feng Yaqin specially decorated it today, which makes it even more beautiful.

  Pink wardrobe, pink sheets, pink furniture, even the dresser is pink, living a princess's room.

   But 'Princess' Mo Xiaxia seems to have a headache for the pinkness of this room, and from time to time rubs her temples with the excited Feng Yaqin on her back. He also gave Han Xiaoye a few winks, hoping that Han Xiaoye could help her with a few words to wake her up from this pink nightmare.

   "Ono, I don't think the current curtains match the overall color of the room. I want to change to pink, do you think?"

  Han Xiaoye stole a glance at Mo Xiaxia, who kept shaking her head.

  My God, she is already thirty years old, who still has a pink room at thirty. Compared with pink, she personally prefers three colors of black, white and gray.

  Han Xiaoye quietly gave her an 'OK' gesture and said to Feng Yaqin who was in high spirits, "Are you curtains?"

   "Yeah, do you think it looks good now, or do you change it all to pink?"

   "Mommy, do we still have pink curtains in our house?" Why didn't she know?

  Feng Yaqin said of course, "Of course there is."

   "When did you buy it, how come I don't know?"

Feng Yaqin rejoiced, "Stupid, you must know! You forgot, you came to see me in the hospital one day and told me that you wanted to have a daughter. The next day I asked the shops I bought things to use WeChat to update the new ones. The photos of the goods were sent. I not only bought pink curtains, but also clothes, shoes, bags, saliva pockets, feeding bottles..."

   She said dozens of things in a row, and Han Xiaoye couldn't hear her at all.

   "Ah, and diapers. I've got them all ready. I'll tell them tomorrow that I'm out of the hospital, and they'll bring things to the villa right away."

   "...Mummy, you still bought diapers?" Doesn't that thing have an expiration date?

   The little guy in her belly is less than five months old, even if she was born in nine months, she still has half a year left. Is it too early for Aunt Feng to prepare diapers so early?

"I bought it." Feng Yaqin didn't care, and waved her hand, "You are still young, you don't understand, you have to prepare this kind of thing in advance. To avoid the time when you are in a hurry and prepare again, the prepared things are too hasty, and the quality is not good. How can my good granddaughter wear clothes of poor quality? What if my little skin is scratched?"

   "..." But she prepared everything from clothes to diapers, and even curtains, too exaggerated, right? !

  Feng Yaqin didn't think it was an exaggeration at all. She felt that she had to add more slowly later. For example, what if a boy was born? All these things are useless. After much deliberation, she decided to look at the baby boy's daily necessities tomorrow and prepare a copy for her grandson!

   It would be nice if the twins were twins, and they could hold two grandchildren at a time.

  Feng Yaqin has a beautiful heart and can't stop smiling!

   "Girl Xiaoye, let Xia Xia use this pink curtain first, okay? I'll buy you a set later."

   She looked like she was negotiating, and Han Xiaoye really couldn't say anything to refuse, so he gave Mo Xiaxia a look, "Okay."

   "Xia Xialai, pick and choose, which one do you like?"

  "!!" More than one set?

  Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded, silently reflecting on herself, as if she hadn't bothered much about this except knowing that she had a small baby in her stomach. She is so irresponsible as a mother!

   Mo Xiaxia had no choice but to choose a random set from a bunch of pinks, and helped Aunt Liu put it on together.

  Feng Yaqin held Han Xiaoye by the side and watched them change the curtains, with a satisfied look in her eyes.

   "Okay, Xia Xia, do you like it?"

"……like."

Feng Yaqin pulled her and said distressedly, "If you like it, I know you are suitable for pink. Look how beautiful my Xia Xia is, it's a waste not to live in the princess's room. I'll let Aunt Liu wait until tomorrow. I'll bring you two bunches of roses and put them back in, do you think it's alright? I happen to have a crystal vase in my room, which was given by a friend, and I've never used it."

   "Mom just said yes." Mo Xiaxia still kept her old habit of calling Feng Yaqin her mother.

Her mother's cry went into Feng Yaqin's heart, and she almost couldn't close her mouth. She patted the back of her hand, "Good, good, good... Xia Xia, for the sake of me taking care to clean up all night, I want to No, will you stay here for a few more days to accompany me?"

  Han Xiaoye silently gave her 32 likes in his heart.

   She said why Aunt Feng was so positive tonight, didn't Xia Xia only stay for one night? It turned out that Aunt Feng dug a hole and was waiting for Xia Xia here. So treacherous!

  Mo Xiaxia didn't expect Feng Yaqin to do this, and was dumbfounded.

"You can stay and drink tea with me and chat with me. Girl Ono and Zhiyan went to work early in the morning, not to mention Fu Xiao, you know his routine. Besides, I'm annoying when I see him. The kitten will also go to kindergarten from Monday to Friday. I am so lonely at home alone, it would be great if you would stay with me for two days.”

wipe! Han Xiaoye finally knew who Fu Xiaoyao's love of acting was inherited from.

  Aunt Feng will be alone...what's the joke? From her hospitalization to her discharge, how many people wanted to take this opportunity to visit her every day, and who did she see? A look of disrespect.

   Tomorrow, as long as she says a word, how many rich wives will come to accompany her for tea and chat?

   Mo Xiaxia was in a dilemma.

  Feng Yaqin chased after the victory, "Or if you and Xiaoer divorced, you don't think of me as your mother-in-law? Don't you want to pay attention to my annoying old woman?"

   "No." Mo Xiaxia let out a sigh, "I'll stay with my mother, and I'll leave when my mother's body recovers and stabilizes."

   "Xia Xia." Feng Yaqin hugged her, thinking silently in her heart whether she should have a small cold every three days or a small cold every five days. Anyway, her body would not be stable until she and Fu Xiao remarryed. When the time comes, I will call and ask Qin Fang that stinky boy, and ask how we can hide from Xia Xia's eyes and cause the constant cold symptoms.

  …

  Feng Yaqin had just been discharged from the hospital after all. After walking around for another afternoon, she managed to get Mo Xiaxia, and she immediately showed signs of fatigue.

  Han Xiaoye and Mo Xiaxia coaxed her to sleep, then left the room and went back to their own bedrooms.

When    walked to the fork in the corridor, Mo Xiaxia suddenly stopped, tilted her head and looked at her neck seriously, and asked, "Xiaoye, what's wrong with your neck?"