The evening sunset is full of warmth.

The breeze blows, the gauze curtain floats, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants.

On the soft pillow, the woman's thick ink-like black hair was spread out casually, like a good piece of silk, and her white cheeks were faint pink. When she was asleep, there was less sharpness between her eyebrows and eyes and a little softer.

Ge Di, her long eyelashes trembled, raised her hand and rubbed her slightly drowsy head, and looked around the room with sleepy eyes, but she could not find the familiar figure.

She yawned, her eyes foggy, and she sat up lazily.

Suddenly, extremely light footsteps sounded.

Jian Qing turned her eyes and looked at her, and there was a clear light in her eyes.

The next second, the door opened.

The man's slender legs stepped in, and the magical handsome face came into his eyes. The two of them met in the air, and Jian Qing's lips quietly raised.

"woke up?"

Quan Jingwu held a tray in his hand and saw the person sitting on the bed. His low voice became a little more iron-blooded and tender.

Jian Qing nodded with eyebrows and eyes, lifted the quilt and was stopped by him just as he was about to get out of bed.

"Sit down, don't come down, the ground is cold."

Quan Jingwu put down the tray, sat down beside the bed, and re-covered the quilt on her knees.

Jian Qing glanced at the carpet on the ground and smiled helplessly.

"Eat some porridge first, you haven't eaten much this day." Quan Jingwu picked up the small bowl, and the newly-baked porridge was still steaming.

He scooped a spoonful, blew it down, and sent it to her lips: "It's a little hot, slow down."

Maybe after a sleep, I was fully nourished, and the inexplicable disgusting feeling disappeared. Jian Qing stuttered on the fish porridge he fed.

Her empty stomach, a warm feeling spread, and she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.

"tasty."

She was happy to eat, and Quan Jingwu was satisfied. Then she blew a spoonful of it and fed it to her mouth.

"If you have some delicious food, eat more. After eating, I'll get you some fruits later."

Jian Qing nodded, ate half a bowl, suddenly remembered the cake he had taken in the hospital this morning, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Jing, my cake."

Quan Jingwu raised his eyebrows: "I still want to eat?"

Jian Qing nodded in panic, and looked at him with clear eyes: "You are not allowed to regret it, you promised to buy it for you."

Quan Jingwu smiled helplessly, put down the spoon and shaved her delicate nose: "I felt so uncomfortable at noon, and I can still eat cake now, huh?"

Thinking of her eyes red and pitiful look in the bathroom at noon, Quan Jingwu's unfolded eyebrows flipped again.

"I want to eat." Jian Qing thought he had regretted not giving it to him. Subai's hand grabbed his sleeve and shook the porridge in his bowl almost spilled out.

"The cake has been bought back, I'll get it for you later." Quan Jingwu held her hand and said dotingly.

"When did you buy it?" Jian Qing was stunned.

Quan Jingwu: "When I came back at noon, I asked Shen Hao to buy it."

Upon hearing this, Jian Qing's eyes were bright, she hugged his neck, and his rosy lips were stamped on his thin lips, making a "bar-smacking" sound.

"Jingbawang, I love you the most!"

The soft and moist voice and straightforward words were sweet enough to Quan Jingwu's heart.

He curled his lips: "Idiot."

Filling his stomach, Jian Qing couldn't stay in the bed anymore, so he pulled Quan Jingwu downstairs. As soon as he walked to the stairwell, he heard the lively voices coming from the living room.

"This one looks good, this one is also good."

"No, this is too small, I think this is better."

"I want me to tell you to book all of them, and then I will get a toy room out, so that the two babies can play in it."

"But the toys played with by the girl and the boy are different. I don't know the gender of the child yet."

In the living room, Mr. Quan came back from a meeting. A group of people sat around the living room, holding books in their hands, and the discussion was in full swing.

When Quan Yifei came back from work, she heard that Jian Qing was pregnant with two babies, and she was so happy that she almost slid her mouth to the back of her head.

"I told me not to buy toys first, design and decorate the baby room first. After knowing the gender of the babies, buy toys and clothes. The room will be decorated in a warm color. At that time, both boys and girls can use it."

"Jian Qing, you are awake." Wen Ya was facing the stairs and looked up and saw Jian Qing and the others coming down from the building, shouting in a warm voice.

"Come here to sit here, we are discussing the baby."

Quan Mingxuan stood up and sat next to Quan Yifei, moved the seats for them, and Quan Jingwu held Jian Qing and sat down.

Jian Qing saw the books placed on the table and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly.

Baby clothes magazines, toy magazines...

Could they want to move all the things in the baby products store in the shopping mall back?

"Xiao Qing'er, this is a baby room decoration style book. You can see which one is better. Let's come here to start decorating tomorrow." Rui handed the book in her hand to Jian Qing, and the smile on her face did not disappear throughout the afternoon.

Jian Qing lowered her eyes and glanced at the book on her hand. The nursery with different styles was very delicate and warm: "Mom, don't be so anxious."

"It's getting late. The baby will be born in a few months. Besides, after the baby room is renovated, you have to buy the baby's supplies. Of course, you have to prepare it in advance." Rei said.

"That's right, my third sister-in-law and second brother said that he had included all the babies' toys. Don't be polite to him and buy them hard." Quan Yifei pointed at Quan Mingxuan and said with a smile.

When Quan Mingxuan was so happy that he thought that two small balls were about to surround him and called him uncle, he said proudly: "Yi Fei is right, buy whatever you want."

Of course, my little nephew and little niece were spoiled hard.

"Good baby, don't be polite to him, choose what you like." Quan Jingwu circled her from behind her, opened the book, and picked up the decoration style of the baby room.

Jian Qing curled her red lips lightly, lowered her eyes and picked them with him.

"Is this good?" Quan Jingwu's jaw was placed on her shoulder, and when he looked at the books in his hand, he was even more serious than reading the company's documents.

Jian Qing looked at the position he pointed at and touched the lilac baby room. It was obviously in the style of a little princess. She glanced at him, and her smile showed a little helplessness.

This man really misses his little cotton jacket.

What should she do if she feels sorry for her son? Why is she ignored by her own father?

"I'll take a look, I'll take a look."

Quan Yifei was closest to the two of them. When he heard Quan Jingwu's words, he leaned over and glanced at him, and couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Third, you choose too much of the little princess style. What if the third sister-in-law is pregnant with the little prince?"

This biological father is too biased.

Quan Jingwu glanced at her lightly and said in a cold voice: "Quan Yifei, do you want to go back to the company to work overtime?"

Everyone talks about the little prince. What should I do if my little cotton jacket is unhappy when he hears that his little cotton jacket is unhappy? Who can afford to pay back the little cotton jacket to him?
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