Ling Mofeng doesn't regret it at all, and he doesn't want Lan Yanxi to have a burden in his heart. Whoever said that he must have a son, if he gives birth to a beautiful and lovely little daughter like Lan Yanxi, he will also pamper her in his palm.

The night is dark, the green bamboos outside the window are swaying with the wind, it is deep winter, the weather is cold, and we need a warm bed to sleep at night. In the bathroom, Lan Yanxi has already taken a shower, and walked out in a snow-white bathrobe. Her long hair has just been washed at the moment, but it is not convenient for her to dry it by herself now. The man sat on the sofa. Wipe the water droplets between the hair.

Lan Yanxi enjoyed this moment of peace the most. She leaned lazily on the chair next to her, raised her head slightly, and let her long hair fall down. The man took the hair dryer and gently tried her long black hair. Seeing her eyes slightly closed, the man's thin lips fluttered, and he couldn't help kissing the corner of her slightly pouting mouth.

Lan Yanxi's clear and shining eyes opened instantly, and when she saw the corner of the man's gentle and smiling mouth, she immediately dissatisfied: "Why did you kiss me secretly?"

"Dear, do you still need a reason?"

The man raised his brows lightly, feeling that her question made him displeased.

Lan Yanxi nodded: "Of course, although I am your wife, you have to ask me before I promise you to kiss. You have to respect me."

Ling Mofeng immediately laughed helplessly, shook his head, and dared not answer, Lan Yanxi's teeth had become sharper now.

"What laughing?

I asked you to give me a hug at night, but you refused. "

Lan Yanxi twitched her lips.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare."

Ling Mofeng explained with a low smile.

"Why not?

I won't do anything to you. "

Lan Yanxi is still unhappy.

"I'm afraid that I will accidentally crush you, you are in a special period now."

Ling Mofeng could only explain patiently.

"Don't worry, I'm not so delicate."

However, Lan Yanxi felt that she was walking like flying now, and she didn't feel that there was nothing she couldn't do during pregnancy, except for her round belly, which made her not look good in clothes, and there was no other discomfort.

"I've heard that in July, August and September, you are not so comfortable."

Ling Mofeng also paid attention to some precautions for a woman's pregnancy, knowing that she will become very tired when she is eight or nine months old.

Lan Yanxi nodded: "I know, don't worry, I can get through it."

Ling Mofeng looked at her such a firm expression, half distressed, half worried.

The man's fingers walked gently through her hair. After a while, her long hair was dry. Lan Yanxi was a little tired. She wanted to lie down on the bed. As soon as she opened the quilt, she found that it was warm inside. She looked at the man in surprise: "You won't warm the quilt for me again, will you?"

Embarrassment flashed across the man's handsome face, and he said in a low voice, "I know you're afraid of the cold, so you just sat on the bed for a while."

"Ling Mofeng, you are really a perfect husband. After I marry you, I will never fall in love with anyone else again. You are so kind."

Lan Yanxi said with a smile, and lay down in the quilt, feeling very satisfied and happy.

Ling Mo Feng sighed softly, and laughed: "Are you really planning to leave a way out for yourself and find your second spring?"

"No, I don't have the time to think about this now. I count on it every day... Ouch, the little thing kicked me. Could it be that he doesn't let me do bad things?" JrNovels.com