Chapter 1227
Although Wei Yunzhu lives in Cuishan Villa and the relationship seems to be clear, this does not mean that Yang Hao can start a happy life of embracing each other.
When Yang Hao returned to bed after taking a shower at night, Qiu Yunzhen was sitting on the bed, wearing cotton pajamas, casually flipping through a fashion magazine.
Yang Hao climbed onto the bed, leaned next to Qiu Yunzhen, gently put his arm around Qiu Yunzhen's shoulders, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
Qiu Yunzhen casually put the magazine in her hand on the bed table, turned around and leaned into Yang Hao's arms, and replied softly: "Look through it casually, I feel like I'm getting moldy after staying at home these past few months. "
Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, then spoke to comfort him: "I know you've had enough of staying at home, but isn't this an extraordinary period? Your belly is already so big now. It would be troublesome if you bump into each other outside."
Qiu Yunzhen said dissatisfied: "How can you be so delicate? Doctors have said that you should move around more during this period. This is good for your health. It would be bad if you stay at home all day long and do no activities."
Yang Hao was stunned: "Is that so? Well, I will accompany you for a walk around the community tomorrow."
Qiu Yunzhen hummed, lifted up her cotton-padded clothes, and exposed her belly, with a somewhat distressed look on her face: "I already have stretch marks, and I'm afraid I won't be able to recover from them in the future..."
Yang Hao carefully leaned over Qiu Yunzhen's belly and took a look. Indeed, some white stripes had appeared on her belly, making her originally smooth belly look a bit ugly.
Yang Hao comforted: "It doesn't matter, it's just some streaks. They will gradually be repaired and disappear after the baby is born."
Qiu Yunzhen said distressedly: "I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that stretch marks will recover after giving birth, but they will definitely not return to the same state as before. You see, there are them on my belly and on my thighs..."
Yang Hao lay on Qiu Yunzhen's belly, kissed her gently, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the stretch marks, and said softly: "Whether there are these stretch marks or not, you are always in my heart. The most beautiful is the most beautiful.”
Qiu Yunzhen felt happy after all when she heard Yang Hao express her true feelings. She pouted slightly and said: "Even if I become ugly, you are not allowed to dislike me. If you dare to dislike me, I will take advantage of you to sleep." It clicked on you.”
Yang Hao suddenly sweated. When these words came from Wei Yunzhu's mouth, Yang Hao would be absolutely normal, but when they came from the mouth of the goddess Qiu Yunzhen, he felt that his style was completely wrong.
But thinking about what the doctor said, pregnant women are usually very emotional, which is very different from normal days. Yang Hao was relieved and promised with a smile: "How could it be? I've always been worried that you dislike me. I love you." It’s too late for you, how could I dislike you?”
Qiu Yunzhen snorted coldly: "Anyway, there are so many beautiful beauties who love you. It won't affect anything if you miss one of me."
Yang Hao suddenly said, "There is nothing I can do. As long as this issue is mentioned, he can't straighten his spine. Who makes him the one who is wronged?"
Qiu Yunzhen didn't take the scissors and clicked him while he was asleep, which showed that she really loved him. If she was dissatisfied with him or talked about trivial matters, Yang Hao would naturally let it go, as long as she could feel smooth.
"Honey, it's just the two of us now, don't talk about anyone else."
Qiu Yunzhen rolled her eyes at Yang Hao: "If you don't say it now, why should you say it in front of everyone? You have such a face, I'm embarrassed to say it."
Yang Hao smiled bitterly, okay, you can say it if you want to, I will listen to you, as long as you are happy.
Although Qiu Yunzhen felt a little unhappy when she thought of this matter, she did not hold back. After complaining for a few words, she changed the topic. After all, if this matter continues to be discussed, everyone may not be happy.
Qiu Yunzhen also knew that because Yang Hao felt guilty, he would tolerate herself when she talked about these things. As a woman, it is impossible to pretend that such things did not happen. Sometimes when she thinks about it and feels unhappy, she will always say a few words, But Qiu Yunzhen also knows that there should be a limit.
"Do you think I will have a caesarean section or a vaginal birth?"
When Yang Hao saw Qiu Yunzhen taking the initiative to change the topic, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "What do you think? It is said that children born naturally are smart and strong, but it will be more painful to give birth, and caesarean section will be easier, but after all, they have to move. The knife may leave scars..."
There was a worried look on Qiu Yunzhen's face: "Yeah, I'm very conflicted myself. I want to give birth naturally, but I'm afraid it will be too painful and I won't be able to hold on. If you say it won't come out after a long time, in the end, If I still have to go under the knife, wouldn’t my pain be in vain?”
Yang Hao didn't know how to persuade her. After all, for her, whether it was a natural birth or a caesarean section, as long as both the wife and the child went smoothly, she didn't particularly care about the method of giving birth.
"There is still some time, then we will listen to the doctor's advice."
Qiu Yunzhen hummed, as if she was cheering herself up: "If everything is normal, I still want to give birth naturally."
Yang Hao said humbly: "Okay, I will definitely stay with you then. Go to sleep, I will hold you and sleep until dawn."
Qiu Yunzhen's heart also became calm. She gently held Yang Hao's hand, stopped talking, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a sweet dream.
Yang Hao hugged Qiu Yunzhen, looked at her side face, and listened to her dense and even breathing, but his mood became a little complicated, a kind of complexity that is difficult to describe in words...