My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

"Wife, are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat. " Erdonghao changed a topic and asked Qingwan gently whether he was hungry or not.

Today is a great day for two people to hold a wedding. Although Qingwan is not very tired under his arrangement, because of pregnancy, Qingwan's appetite is not very good. He doesn't eat much in a day. He is worried that his wife is hungry.

"Well, I'm a little hungry."

Qingwan is in the middle of excitement and happiness. He doesn't eat much.

"Then you can have a rest in the room, and I'll go downstairs to help you get some food." Erdonghao imprinted a gentle kiss on her forehead, then released her and stood up, ready to go downstairs to help her get some food.

"If there is porridge, I'd like to order clear porridge with some small dishes. I don't want anything else now."

Erdonghao promised that he would cook some porridge for her even if there was no porridge.

Recently, her appetite is very bad. Many of the things she used to like now don't want to eat. Seeing that she doesn't eat much, he is worried, but he can't coax her to eat. What can he do? If it goes on like this, will it be skinny and bone bound when she is born?

Did she ever have such a situation when she was pregnant in her dream?

Erdonghao recalled how many times he had dreamt. He found that he was not worthy of being a husband and a father. During the whole pregnancy, he only cared about the baby's health and didn't worry about Baoma's situation. Now he has no way to deal with the bad appetite.

Qingwan lies down after erdonghao goes downstairs.

She is really a little tired, but in front of Er Donghao, she is not willing to say tired, lest he worry.

Since she was pregnant and he promised to keep the baby, she felt that he was everywhere. When she sneezed, he could be nervous for most of the day. He would be relieved if he called doctor Tian to help her feel the pulse and make sure she was really OK.

Soon, Qingwan fell asleep.

She also had a dream that her son Er Xiaofeng was born, and her mother and son were safe. She finally held her son by herself. At that moment, she was so happy that she cried.

"Qingwan, Qingwan, what's the matter with you?"

When Qingwan had a dream and was moved to tears by the happiness in the dream, her ears suddenly heard erdonghao's urgent cry, and she also felt that he was shaking her.

Qingwan slowly opened her eyes, because she shed tears in the dream, and in reality, she also shed tears. Her eyes were blurred by tears. She blinked and the tears slipped. She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the tears. Erdonghao's big hand had helped her wipe the tears first.

Maybe it's a sudden wake-up call. Qingwan looks at erdonghao in a daze.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Erdonghao asked with concern.

"Dong Hao What about children? Where's our son? " Qing Wan asked.

Er Donghao is shocked. Isn't the child in her stomach?

He said instinctively, "the child is in your stomach."

"Oh I was dreaming, I thought it was real Qingwan finally woke up and realized that he had only had a dream. He could not help sighing and was quite lost.

Listen to her, don't ask any more, er Donghao also knows what dream she just had.

Qingwan sat up and said to erdonghao: "I dreamed that our child was born. He was a son. When he was born, he looked like you very much. When he grew up, he would also be a Charming handsome man. Dong Hao, I still hold him in my dream. It's very real. He's small and soft. I hold him very carefully and carefully. I'm afraid that I'll hurt him if I'm not careful. The joy of being a mother, happiness, is too real. "

She didn't go on.

Everything is a dream.

She hasn't given birth to her son in her life.

Erdong Hao helped her get out of bed, helped her out. On the tea table outside, there was a bowl of fresh porridge still steaming with heat, and some small dishes, all prepared by Erdong Hao for his wife.

Today, there are many guests in the headquarters. The groom and head of the family left all the distinguished guests and took his wife upstairs to have a rest. We can also understand that the bride is pregnant and should not be tired. However, when the groom went downstairs and went straight into the kitchen to prepare food for the bride, we were surprised.

Before that, they heard that the owner of Er's family had let go of his infatuation with Mu's three little grandmothers, and really fell in love with his wife Fu Qingwan, and more and more doted on his wife. He would cook for his wife and learn how to cook. I heard that he had made a model.

They don't believe it very much. Who is erdonghao, the head of your family? How noble is his identity? There are many people in erdonghao's family. They need erdonghao as the head of their family to cook?

Today, they know that rumors are true.

Erdong Hao would really cook for his wife.

It's really unexpected that such a man as Er Donghao, who once was evil, would also have a day around his fingers, doting on his wife and not losing at all to Mu Chen and others.

Er Donghao helped Qing wan to the sofa and sat down. He also followed him. "Wife, wait another eight months, we will be able to hold the child. You like to hold the child. When the child comes out, you can hold it enough."

Qingwan smiled: "I heard the old man say, you can't hold too much, or the child will be very sticky."

Both husband and wife consciously avoid the topic that they may not have children.

No matter what happened in the last life, now is not the last life.

Moreover, today is still their big day. Qingwan is not willing to influence their new marriage because of the shadow. ƒ𝔯𝗲𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧oѵℯl.𝒄𝑜m

Er Donghao picks up the spoon and gently stirs the porridge in the bowl. The porridge is moderately thick and fresh. Qingwan can still smell the fragrance of rice. She asks him, "did you just cook it?"

"Well, it's just cooked."

Today, there are many delicacies, but there is no clear gruel.

Qingwan praised: "it seems that your ability to cook porridge has improved again."

Erdonghao smiled at her gently. "No way, my wife likes porridge now."

Qingwan smiles too.

I wish this kind of happiness could last forever, until their husband and wife are gray haired.

The dishes with porridge are very delicious. Qingwan finished the bowl of porridge with these dishes. It's still a little bit like it's not enough.

"Any more?"

As Qingwan continued to eat the dishes, he refused: "no, I'll feel sick later." She's already had a pregnancy reaction, and after every meal, she'll be able to spit clean in an hour.

"But these dishes are delicious. I like them now, with a little sour taste."

When Er Donghao said that she was sick with spitting, her eyes flashed with heartache. When she said that the food was delicious, he smiled again and said, "Zhang Xiao taught me to do this. She said that you must like to eat this kind of food now. It seems that the past people understand it."

He had to learn how to cook more from Zhang Xiaoxue, so that Qingwan would have a big appetite every time and could finish all the meals he cooked.