"You come to see the sun, walk down the street with your lover, know her and know the sun …"

Chufei paused and rubbed Song Anqiao’s cheek with his fingers. He bowed his head and kissed her lips. Song Anqiao opened his eyes and kissed her lightly.
My thin lips slowly stick to her ears, and I feel like I have hooked my lips, and I whisper in a low voice, "Not only do I walk in the street with my sweetheart, but I also want to kiss my beloved girl."
“……”
His heart gave a severe shock. Song Anqiao blushed and lowered his eyes. His little face was buried in his arms and he refused to look up easily again.
Confused to sleep in his arms, Song Anqiao suddenly woke up and suddenly remembered Chu Qiao and said a few words to him.
"Chu Qiao likes to pretend to be a designer and doesn’t like to study management abroad. She rarely asks me to do things. Please help her and discuss with your parents." Song Anqiao pleaded.
Chu Fei’s dark eyes are deep. It’s not that he doesn’t help, but that he is a woman of Chu family. This is what Chu Qiao must do.
But since his family Qiao Mei begged him, he kept it in mind. "Well, I’ll go and talk about it in the past two days to win Chu Qiao’s heart."
Song anqiao was happy and slept sweetly on his arm.
At ten o’clock noon the next day, Song Anqiao got up and his arm was scratched by a blade. The wound has healed and scabbed.
Go to the hospital to check Song Anqiao uneasy and take a deep breath. "Do you want a daughter? What if it is a boy? "
Chu Fei smiled deeply and comforted her. "Don’t be nervous. You don’t have to be a daughter, but you always want to have a daughter. You naturally expect her to be a daughter. If it is a boy, I like it and raise it."
Hearing him say this, Song Anqiao was relieved that he no longer worried about boys and girls to have a checkup.
A series of procedures for filming inspection came, and Song Anqiao was uneasy again. I was so excited that I couldn’t help but feel nervous.
On the other hand, Chu Fei-yuan’s handsome face seems calm, and he holds on to Song Anqiao’s hand and has betrayed him. In fact, he is not as calm as he seems.
Chapter 2 Being manipulated
Out of the film, Chu Fei looked at the fetus with color Doppler ultrasound.
That little man is him and the Qiao Mei child.
Unbelievable, this little man seems to have taken shape.
Hmm? With a shallow eyebrow eye, a small mouth is smiling with a faint radian.
Chufei stared straight at him and guessed that the child might be greeting his parents again and asking them to wait patiently. She would soon come to her parents’ arms.
Song anqiao was surprised and couldn’t help but raise his hand and touch it. He asked the doctor uncertainly, "Is it me?"
The doctor chuckled "Yes, yes, you"
Song anqiao was even more surprised
The doctor said that "the fetus is all right", and then he talked about many precautions. Finally, the doctor laughed deeply that "Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu are girls"
Song Anqiao first dazed zheng eyes instantly soft little face emerge bright smile.
"It’s a girl who is not far away"
She looked back and said to the man around her
ChuFei far didn’t speak is stretched out his hand and put his arm around Song Anqiao in his arms, and received the strength of his lips to outline a faint smile.
The eldest daughter and the youngest daughter are in his arms, and the mood is wonderful beyond words.
When the old lady was nervous at home waiting for the call, she was afraid to answer it for a while and let her mother answer it.
Mom answered it and said to the old lady, "The old lady Mr. Chu said that you should prepare more sister clothes later."
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"Sister?" The old lady repeated low for a moment, and there was more laughter on the ground. "Sister, good sister, I have to go upstairs and tell his grandfather."
After his wife’s death, the old lady was excited for the first time and went to the bedroom to whisper to her wife’s portrait. "Old Chu is a sister. Don’t worry, my sister is good, sensible and clever."
"Old Chu, I have hope and don’t want to go there so early to accompany you. You won’t blame me, will you?"
Wrinkled hands touch his wife’s face and the old lady’s eyes are wet. "I’ll accompany you when the child is born and the child grows up. You can’t blame me …"
The bedroom was silent, and the old lady sitting alone by the bed was lonely and sad …
Chu’s family villa got the news. Although Chu’s mother was a little disappointed, she was grateful again.
Everything is fine, and children should be healthy.
Song anqiao wanted to tell his mother when he left the hospital by car, but his finger touched the screen of his mobile phone and Song anqiao shrank back.
Her mother is looking forward to her son and her heart. I’m afraid she won’t be worried that she is pregnant with a daughter.
Back to Luhai Villa
When Song Anqiao thought about the child’s mouth, he suddenly felt eating. "Chu Fei is far away. I want to eat fried rice cakes and cakes."
Qiao Mei took the initiative to ask Chu Fei to be far away from joy, but he was too busy to let Zhang Sao prepare.
After eating a whole plate of rice cakes, Song Anqiao ate two cakes and said to the old lady, "Grandma, I’ll make you some sugar cakes when I start my sweet shop the day after tomorrow."
The old lady smiled, "Don’t bother. Grandma Jojo doesn’t like it."
"No trouble," Song Anqiao said.
Song anqiao still wants to eat fried rice cakes at dinner. Sister-in-law Zhang can’t help but worry that she will eat them badly.
The old lady said, "It’s okay. Xiaoyuan’s mother loved hawthorn when she was pregnant. After eating it, her teeth were sore and she still wanted to eat it. This is not what the mother wants to eat, but what the child wants to eat."
Sister-in-law Zhang fried a plate of rice cakes for Song Anqiao, and Song Anqiao enjoyed it.
After that, she brought a plate of cake. Lou Chufei was far-sighted. She took the notes and got up to meet her.
Chu Fei took her waist and raised her belly against his lower abdomen and lowered his eyes. "Aren’t you tired of eating?"
"Not greasy" Song Anqiao scraped a layer of cream with a spoon and handed it to Chu Feiyuan’s mouth. "You taste sweet."
Chu Fei looked down at the cake with his eyes still. "You eat, I don’t like sweetness."
Song anqiao smiled and ate the cream spoon happily, and the cream left a fragrance on his lips and teeth.
"Mmm, so sweet" Song Anqiao sounds sweet.