"Tell me, is it time to plan our baby's nursery?"
Yan Xiangnuan bumped his shoulder and saw the baby's toy room.
He stared blankly at the toys, revealing a secret that Jin Weimo had never shown before.
When his expression was dull, he knew that he was as tough as Jin Weimo, but he was also warmed by the painting style of this soft baby toy room.
Because they are all adults, they have also been very busy recently.
Suddenly they found that there was such a warm and lovely baby toy room in their home, and they all felt very happy.
This was a very strange feeling, so strange that it made Jin Weimo feel a little carried away.
"You're pregnant with a daughter, right?"
Jin Weimo turned around and hugged Yan Xiangnuan, gently touching Yan Xiangnuan's still flat belly with her hot palms, her eyes filled with anticipation.
He just looked at the light pink little Barbie doll, and his heart was drunk when he thought of a cute and cute daughter sitting there playing with it.
Just thinking about it made him so drunk that he didn't want to wake up.
"I'm afraid you will become a daughter slave in the future."
Yan Xiangnuan looked up at Jin Weimo with a smile.
She could finally see that Jin Weimo really wanted a daughter.
In fact, she and Jin Weimo had special statuses, and they were both busy.
Under normal circumstances, they would only have this one baby.
Although the country is now open to the second Despite the one-child policy, Yan Xiangnuan still hoped that it would be better if the baby in her belly was a boy.
In this way, whether she should consider having another baby later depends on the couple's own plans.
But if the baby in her belly is the baby girl that Jin Weimo is expecting, Yan Xiangnuan thought, things might not look good.
Although she had no intention of favoring sons over daughters, Yan Xiangnuan knew clearly that giving birth to a boy was the best thing for her as a member of a wealthy family.
"When I think that in a few months, our baby will be born, just imagining it makes me feel happy."
Jin Weimo hugged Yan Xiangnuan, and the couple described the future life scene in a rare and harmonious manner: " Wife, thank you.”
"I should thank you."
Yan Xiangnuan's nose was slightly sore.
Compared to Jin Weimo, Yan Xiangnuan truly feels that today's happiness is the life she once dreamed of, with loved ones, raising lovely babies together, and talking about the future with each other.
That future is far away but seems to be within reach.
It can be touched, but it still makes people want to look forward to the next day and the arrival of the third day.
Her happiness and luck are incomprehensible to others.
Because she has lost something before, she knows how to cherish it even more.
"Pregnant women are the greatest."
Jin Weimo shook his head with a smile, bent down and picked up Yan Xiangnuan.
Yan Xiangnuan hung obediently in Jin Weimo's arms.
Jin Weimo held her and walked down the corridor on the second floor, then stood outside Yan Xiangnuan's former separate bedroom: "Convert this bedroom into a baby room.
From now on, even if you are angry, you can only hide in our bedroom, and then I will be responsible for coaxing you. " It can be said that Jin Weimo hates Yan Xiangnuan's bedroom because this bedroom makes him who has always been reluctant to admit love admit that he will be timid.
Yan Xiangnuan has become his weakness.
He will be reluctant to see Yan Xiangnuan cry. , he became fragile and could only take good care of her.
Making her cry seemed to have become a taboo thing that was painful and painful for him, and he didn't even want to try it again.
"Okay."
Although Yan Xiangnuan wanted to keep this bedroom for a while, after thinking about it, he found that this bedroom in the house was indeed the most suitable for renovation.
And she didn't plan on the possibility of quarrels with Jin Weimo.
She hoped that they could be well and simply happy, without quarrels, just pure happiness.
"Be good."
Jin Weimo smiled, hugged Yan Xiangnuan and turned to each other's bedroom.
Yan Xiangnuan stayed in Jin Weimo's arms obediently throughout the whole process, and his mood was as if he had been dipped in honey.
But obviously, happy days cannot stay the same forever, and a comfortable life will always be broken by various surprises.
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Yan Xiangnuan finally enjoyed the stability for a period of time, and tried his best to advise himself to be less.
I go out and mind my own business, but things still come to my door.
Seeing that the time was approaching the middle of the month, the sun was shining brightly on this day, but the doorbell at home rang silently.
"Hello, who are you?"
I stood at the door of the villa, looking at a strange girl on the electronic screen, and asked in confusion.
"I am Mu Xuanru, a disciple of the Sheshan Sect.
I came to visit today because I have a question."
The person outside introduced himself politely.
Yan Xiangnuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep.
When he heard what the person on the electronic screen said, he was slightly startled.
The Sheshan faction chased Bai Qingqing last time and forced her into a desperate situation.
Then she was killed.
What's the name of that one?
It seems to be Gong Tao, right?
It’s been a year and a month, and there are still people coming to our door.
Yan Xiangnuan was a little surprised, and his whole body suddenly became energetic.
Aunt Song was a little confused: "What is the Sheshan Sect?"
she asked with a confused look on her face, then turned to look at Yan Xiangnuan.
Aunt Song may not remember what happened to Gong Tao.
Gong Tao's body was handled by Jin Weimo at that time.
Yan Xiangnuan believed that Jin Weimo could handle it without anyone noticing, so now that the other party comes to the door, it may not be...
I know something, maybe I just know a little bit and have some doubts.
Moreover, since the other party came to the door so openly, there must not be much evidence.
"The visitor is a guest, Aunt Song, please open the door."
Yan Xiangnuan did not feel guilty, and knew that something was coming, and there was no way to hide from it.
Winning the enemy head-on was her true style.
"Okay."
Aunt Song nodded and opened the door calmly.
Soon the girl outside the door, who looked to be in her twenties, came in.
She seemed to be a person in metaphysics, but she was still polite, and she was not like Gong Tao who broke into private houses.
"Hello, are you the master of this house?"
The woman walked to the living room and saw Yan Xiangnuan sitting in the living room.
She glanced at Aunt Song who opened the door for her, and then fixed her gaze on Yan Xiangnuan.
Because her Taoism was not as good as Yan Xiangnuan's, she couldn't tell Yan Xiangnuan's identity.
"Yes."
Yan Xiangnuan nodded.
"Hello, please excuse me for disturbing you.
I am Mu Xuanru, a disciple of the Sheshan sect.
I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to look for my senior brother Gong Tao.
I found this place through the only remaining spiritual connection, so I wanted to ask a question.
Can you see me?
My senior brother Gong Tao is a middle-aged uncle in his forties or fifties," Mu Xuanru said, explaining.
"I haven't seen it before."
Yan Xiangnuan shook his head without any guilt.
To be honest, she would not admit the relationship between herself and Gong Tao.
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If the other party came to her door with evidence, Yan Xiangnuan might not admit it.
Now it seems that the other party has no evidence at all, so she needs to pretend that she has nothing.
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