
Yang Lan'er raised her eyebrows lightly, watching her calmly as she entered the bathroom, then lowered her head back and lay flat on her back on the bed, Well, laziness is unwilling to get up, so you can't get up, is it because of the spring ? But spring has passed. Summer tiredness? Summer has just arrived.
The lazy life of today and the quick pace of life before are just two extremes!
She herself became increasingly able to act like a baby, and she ran wild in the way of a little girl!
Can you stop your running steps?
Yang Lan'er glanced out, she felt that all of this was Tan Anjun's fault, and she was so spoiled by him that she almost broke the law and got angry.
"Hehe ..." Actually, being a little woman was good in this life, but her personality was too strong in her previous life, and as a result, no one dared to love her until she died lucidly.
She pinched her cheeks, the woman was as smooth as a flower, she was as beautiful as she thought.
"Why are you so happy? What do you think of alone in the blanket?"
Tan Anjun lifted the blanket and half-layed on the head of the bed, rubbed the top of his head, saw his hair ruffled by his large hand, then pulled his hand in satisfaction.
Yang Lan'er leaned against Xianggong's arm, hugged his waist, his breathing lingered around his nostrils, and whispered softly: "The sky is dark, and the gauze curtain makes people feel like night, Xianggong, it's just a little, you did it come from the kids just now?"
Hearing this, Tan Anjun looked up at the sky outside, looked at his little wife who was lying on her back, and chuckled: "Well, they should have a class in the front yard at the moment, my husband was afraid that Alan would become afraid of thunder, so he rushed over. Come back soon, Alan, you must give your husband a gift."
"The gift is here." Yang Lan'er pulled out her large palm and gently covered her stomach. This kid in the belly is supposed to be the best gift for her, isn't it?
Tan Anjun stroked gently, feeling the heat from the skin, but could not feel the movements of the baby fetus, the man's eyes were full of tenderness, "That's not enough"
Hugging her made her feel comfortable Husband and wife hugged each other quietly, felt each other, and the room was quiet.
Tan Anjun propped himself up and sat down, glanced at his little wife's stomach, and changed the subject: "So I put my hand on it, why don't I feel fetal movement? Doesn't that mean the baby will stretch out her arms and legs on her stomach?"
Yang Lan'er's eyelashes trembled a few times, looking at the silly man in front of her, she laughed in her heart, and slowly she could not help but laugh, stuck out her forehead, and said with a helpless smile: "It's true that you're a fool.When I conceived your precious two sons last time, the fetus didn't move until it was five months old, but I heard that some people have fetal movement after more than four months, maybe nutrition can not be maintained. with the last pregnancy."
This was her first real pregnancy, she had no experience and was unsure.
Tan Anjun hurriedly covered his stomach with his palm, and said guiltily: "Alan, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of your mother and son."
Yang Lan'er lifted her lips slightly: "You're already fine."
You didn't take good care of him, it was just his predecessor, and after he came, he had worked so hard to become a husband and father.
Tan Anjun talked a long time ago with his little wife, mostly about ripe melons and fruits in the valley now, and some things about opening a store in the district.
"Master, the watermelon in the valley can be picked in a few days. At that time, my family could not spend it. My idea was to open a store in the county town to buy melons, fruits, vegetables, grains, water products, etc. What do you think?"
"Well, my wife is smart, that's a good idea," Tan Anjun nodded, "But, who's the woman who's going to be sent to manage this store?"
Yang Lan'er sighed softly when she heard the words: "When people are used, I hate the lack of people. I always felt that there were not enough people. Candidates must be literate and able to keep an account."
"Well, that's right."
Tan Anjun nodded, how many ordinary people have spare money to send their children to private schools, not to mention the maids who have signed sales contracts, they are even rarer!