My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

"Wife, are you hungry? I'll go downstairs to get you something to eat." Er Donghao changed the subject and asked Qing Wan if he was hungry.

Today is a great day for the wedding of two people. Although Qing Wan is not very tired under his arrangement, Qing Wan's appetite is not very good because of her pregnancy. He hasn't eaten much all day long. He is worried that his wife is hungry. Finished.

"Well, I'm a little hungry."

Qing Wan was excited and happy, she really didn't eat much.

"Then you take a rest in the room first, I'll go downstairs to help you get some food." Er Donghao pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then let go of her and stood up, ready to go downstairs to help her get some food. food.

"If there is porridge, I would like to have some porridge with some side dishes, and other things, I don't want to eat now."

Er Donghao agreed, even if there is no porridge, he will immediately cook some porridge for her to eat. Recently, her appetite is very bad. Many of the things she loved to eat before don’t want to eat anymore. Seeing that she doesn’t eat much, he is worried, but he can’t coax her to eat. What can he do? If this continues, when she is born, will she lose weight?

skinny?

Did she have such a situation when she was pregnant? Er Donghao recalled how many dreams he did not know, and found that he was really not worthy of being a husband or a father. During the whole pregnancy, he only cared about the health of the baby. He had never been concerned about the situation of his mother. No appetite

Okay, she was helpless.

Qing Wan lay down after Er Donghao went downstairs.

She was really tired too, but in front of Er Donghao, she didn't want to say that she was tired, lest he worry.

Since she was pregnant and he promised to keep the baby, she felt that he was everywhere. She sneezed and he could be nervous for most of the day. He called Dr. Tian to come over and help her pulse, and he would be relieved if she was really fine. .

Soon, Qing Wan fell asleep.

She also had a beautiful dream. She dreamed that the child was born. It was her son Er Xiaofeng in her previous life. And the mother and child were safe. She finally held her son by herself. At that moment, she was so happy that she wept.

"Qing Wan, Qing Wan, what's wrong with you?"

When Qingwan was dreaming and was moved to tears by the happiness in the dream, Er Donghao's eager yell suddenly sounded in her ear, and she felt him shaking her. Qing Wan opened her eyes slowly, because she shed tears in her dreams, and in reality she really shed tears, and her eyes were blurred by the tears. She blinked and the tears slipped down. She quickly raised her hand to wipe the tears. Er Donghao's big hands have already wiped her away

Shedding tears.

Perhaps she was woken up suddenly, Qing Wan looked at Er Donghao blankly.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Er Donghao asked concerned.

"Donghao...what about the children? Where is our son?" Qing Wan asked.

Er Donghao was startled, isn't the child in her belly?

He said instinctively: "The child is in your belly."

"Oh... I was dreaming. I thought it was real." Qing Wan finally awoke, knowing that she was only dreaming, she couldn't help sighing, she was quite disappointed.

Hearing what she said, there was no need to ask, Er Donghao knew what dream she had just now. Qing Wan sat up and said to Er Donghao to herself: "I dreamed that our child was born. He is a son. When he was just born, he looked a lot like yours. He will be a fascinating person when he grows up. Handsome guy. Donghao, I even held it in my dream

He, that feels very real, he is small and soft, I hold it very carefully, for fear that I will hurt him accidentally, the joy and happiness of motherhood are too real. "

She did not go on.

Everything is a dream.

She has not given birth to a son yet in her life.

Er Donghao helped her out of bed and helped her out. On the coffee table outside, there was a bowl of steaming fresh white porridge, accompanied by a few side dishes, which Er Donghao personally prepared for his wife. Today’s headquarters are crowded with guests, but he, the groom and the owner of the family, left all the distinguished guests and took his wife upstairs to rest. Everyone can realize that the bride is pregnant and should not be tired, but when he saw the groom go downstairs, he went straight in. In the kitchen for the bride

When I was ready to eat, I was still surprised.

They had heard before that the Patriarch of the Er family had let go of his obsession with the third grandmother of Mu’s family, and really fell in love with his wife Fu Qingwan, and he spoiled his wife more and more, he would cook for his wife and learn how to cook. It's also done well.

They don't even believe it yet, who is Er Donghao, the Patriarch of the Er family, how noble is your identity, and there are many Er Donghao family members who need Er Donghao to cook as the Patriarch?

Today, they know that the rumors are true.

Er Donghao will really cook for his wife.

I really can't think of it, a man like Er Donghao who used to be wicked will have a day of circling his fingers, and pampering his wife is not inferior to Mu Chen and others.

Er Donghao helped Qingwan to sit down in front of the sofa, and he sat down with him, "Wife, wait another eight months, we will be able to hold the baby, you like to hold the baby, when the baby comes out, you can hold it. Enough."

Qing Wan smiled: "I heard the old man say that you can't hold too much, otherwise the child will be very clingy."

The couple consciously avoided the topic that might not hold the child.

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

Moreover, today is their big day, and Qing Wan is unwilling to affect their wedding because of the shadow.

Er Donghao picked up the porridge spoon and gently stirred the porridge in the bowl. The porridge was cooked to a moderate thickness and cooked fresh. Qingwan could still smell the fragrance of the rice. She asked him: "Is it just cooked? ?"

"Well, it's just cooked."

Today there are many foods, but there is no porridge.

Qing Wan praised: "It seems that your porridge cooking skills have improved again."

Er Donghao turned his head to look at her with a gentle smile, "No way, my wife likes porridge now."

Qing Wan also laughed.

I really hope that this kind of happiness will continue until their husband and wife are grey-haired.

The side dishes that accompanied the porridge were delicious, and Qing Wan finished the bowl of porridge with these side dishes, still a little bit unfinished.

"anything else?"

Qing Wan continued to eat the dishes, but refused: "Don't eat it, I will vomit uncomfortably later." She already has a pregnancy reaction. After each meal, she will vomit cleanly within an hour. .

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

When Er Donghao said that she was vomiting uncomfortably, distress flashed in her eyes. When she said that the food was delicious, he smiled again: "Zhang Xiao taught me to do this. She said you definitely like this kind of food now. It seems that people come here to understand." He learned more about cooking from Zhang Xiao, so that Qingwan would have an appetite every time and could finish all the meals he cooked.