Song Wuxi was low-lying and glanced at the lower abdomen of Cheng Wanduo.

Lifting, look at her face, face, has a tender feeling that can not be concealed.

This kind of tenderness, Song Wu worry is very familiar, because once such tenderness is also reflected in her body.

This is a kind of maternal love that comes out naturally. A woman who has not been pregnant can not express and appreciate this kind of tenderness.

"Pregnant vomiting, indicating that the baby grows very well, after four months, the morning sickness is slowly reduced, then you will be much more comfortable." Song Wu worry said.

Cheng Wanduo did not have too much expression on her face, her bright eyes, looking straight ahead.

When she heard Song’s worry, she smiled faintly. “It’s hard to beat me when I’m sick.”

"I can see that Mugo is very good to you." Song Wuxiao smiled.

Cheng Wanduo sarcastically smirked: "Whoever does not thank, she is treating me as you."

Song had no worries, only to know that he said the wrong words. "No matter who he treats you, he is good to you, not fake."

"I hope that he has been losing his memory. It is also good. He has been a substitute for ‘worry-free’ for the rest of his life.”

"Sometimes, the substitute is stronger than the real body. In the end, I love to be with me." Song said with no worries.

She is so, Huang Ling is so, so is Wan Wanduo.

Cheng Wandu took a sigh of relief and passed a sigh of relief. "I really don't know, after she has restored her memory, she will be in the future."

"With your feelings, filling his entire heart, he will naturally put you in his heart."

Cheng Wanduo smiled: "No, you don't know how much he hates me."

Song Wuyou smiled softly. "Again again, you become his woman. In fact, I just married Gu Yu, and he is quite disgusted with me."

When Cheng Wanduo heard it, his eyes flashed a touch of fun.

She turned her head and looked at Song Worry: "How did you make him look at you now?"

"Love." Song Wu worry naturally will not tell Cheng Wanduo, the thing that crosses.

She simply said: "Because of love, a man with a little conscience will be moved by love. I believe you can do it too."

Cheng Wanduo did not take it for granted, and did not put Song’s words in his heart.

"This kind of life, I am satisfied. It is also very peaceful. I used to be a killer and never knew what life is." Cheng Wanduo looked at the broad grassland and said: "This is life, not asking for wealth, only Peace and peace, the beloved is alive."

Song Wushou heard it, and his heart suddenly surprised. I did not expect that Cheng Wanduo would have such a feeling.

Those who can say such words, their hearts will not be too bad, they are all people who are eager to get love.

"Mu Gu said that if I was born to be a boy, I would like to name it Mutianling, and my daughter would name it as Tianmu Yue." Cheng Wanduo rarely smiled at Song Wuyou sincerely: "What do you think of these two names?"

"Tianling, Tianyue, not bad." Song Wuyi really likes these two names.

Two people walked half a lap in the grassland and then returned to Xiaoyanglou.

The former Xiaoyang Building was blown up. This small building was completely built a few days ago.

Prior to this, Mugu and Cheng Wanduo lived in tents, and the feeling was very exciting.

The space in the tent is small, but two people are drilling in, and each other's world is only one another.

The small space, all filled with the smell of the other side, smelling sleep, do not know how much peace of mind.