Star River Villa.

Qin Anan was lying on the bed, all weak. She took a painkiller in the morning because her stomach was so painful.

I used to take painkillers, and the pain was quickly relieved.

But today, my stomach hurts so much that after taking the medicine, it can only be relieved a little.

So she didn't go to the company.

In such a state, let alone going to work, she felt uncomfortable even lying on the bed.

After answering the call from the front desk, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, wanting to drink some hot water.

When she came to the living room, she saw Mrs. Zhang hurriedly hung up the phone.

"An An, why did you come out?" Aunt Zhang asked anxiously, "If you are not feeling well, just stay in bed."

"I'm a little thirsty," she said. "I'm better now than in the morning."

"I'll use a thermos cup to fill you with hot water and take it to your room." Mrs. Zhang went to look for the thermos cup, "By the way, my husband called just now and said he wanted to come over."

Qin Anan was weak and lacked energy, so when he heard this news, there was not much turbulence in his heart.

"He bought gifts for Xiaohan and Rila, and said they would bring them to you. Let you pass them on to the children." Mrs. Zhang explained.

"He said this last night." Qin An'an took a cup of boiling water and warmed his hands in his hands. "No wonder the front desk called me just now. I guess he went to the company to find me."

"Well. An An, why don't you let him eat at home at noon? The child is not at home, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to eat." Sister Zhang said.

Qin Anan wondered, "Is it still early for lunch?"

"It's already ten o'clock. When he comes, it's probably half past ten. He likes to eat my dishes, and I haven't cooked for him for a long time." Mrs. Zhang said what was in her heart, "I used to be with him before. There, he treated me well."

Qin Anan softened: "Well. I'll go to my room and lie down first."

Twenty minutes later, Fu Shiting's car drove into Xinghewan.

He entered the villa with a gift.

"An An is resting in the room, I'll go see if she's asleep." After Aunt Zhang finished speaking, she walked quickly to the master bedroom, pushed open the door, and took a look inside.

If Qin Anan was not asleep, then when Sister Zhang opened the door, she would be alert and open her eyes.

Sister Zhang gently closed the door and returned to the living room.

"An An is asleep. She is not feeling well today." Mrs. Zhang said, and held Ziqiu in front of Fu Shiting, "Sir, hold Ziqiu in your arms and I'll make lunch. I have already agreed with An An, I'll leave you for lunch, she agreed."

Fu Shiting looked at the little baby who suddenly fell into his arms, and his heart melted instantly.

"Ziqiu, Dad loves you very much, do you know that?" He whispered to the child, "Dad wants to hug you every day. If he can hug you every day, Dad will feel that all the hardships he has suffered in the past are the result of worth it."

He murmured, and at the same time, the little baby in his arms stared at his face with big bony eyes, eating his own little hands with relish.

"Are you hungry? Dad is going to make milk for you?" Fu Shiting held the child and planned to ask Mrs. Zhang when it was time to feed the child.

As a result, he stood up from the sofa with the child in his arms, and saw Qin Anan standing behind him at a glance.

She heard everything he said to the child just now.

Her mood was a little split.

On the one hand, she felt that he seemed a little pitiful. On the other hand, if she was asked to accept him immediately, she was a little embarrassed.

So she could only watch.

"Why is your face so bad?" Fu Shiting looked at her pale face and frowned, "Did I come to wake you up?"

"I haven't slept before." She walked up to him and glanced at the child, "Children of Ziqiu's age like to bite, not because he is hungry. If he is hungry, he will cry."

He replied: "Would you like to go back to the room and lie down? Have you taken painkillers? I remember that you didn't seem to have such severe dysmenorrhea before."

"What was I like before?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at him. "Even if I was in pain, I wouldn't necessarily tell you. Do you think you understand me well?"

A blush appeared on his handsome face.

He knew she was not feeling well, so he wouldn't quarrel with her.

"Don't quarrel in front of the children." He said softly, persuading her, "Don't look at Zi Qiu Xiao, he knows everything." JrNovels.com