Jiang Qin went to have dinner with Director Liu of the Linchuan Transportation Bureau last night, and silenced his cell phone out of politeness. When he returned, he saw that the little rich woman kept calling her husband on WeChat, asking him what he was doing, and saying that she missed him.
At this time, the nurses on the medical team laughed and put away their things, and walked out of the room one by one with their heads lowered, thinking that my wife did not have high blood sugar, and we would develop high blood sugar if we stayed any longer.
Their medical team specializes in maternal care and has taken over many wealthy businesses, but in their eyes, the relationship between these two is probably the most comfortable.
“Will you be good during the few days I’m gone?”
“Be good, I didn’t eat any candy.”
“how do you feel?”
“I feel like Jiang Ainan is kicking me.” Feng Nanshu whispered into her ear, as if she was revealing a secret.
When she was just a month old, she didn’t feel it clearly, but now she can really feel the little life in her belly all the time.
Jiang Qin knelt down and pressed against her belly, listening for a long time: “I don’t know how long it will take before I hear her call mom and dad.”
“They say smart babies start screaming after six months.”
“That’s definitely smart. Dad is so smart, and mom is even smarter than dad.”
Feng Nanshu narrowed her eyes and couldn’t help but rub his hair into a chicken coop: “If you don’t marry me, Jiang Ainan will call you uncle.”
Jiang Qin looked up at her: “Feng Nanshu, you really hold a grudge. Aren’t you happy when you are a good friend?”
“Happy, but I can’t call you husband. I like to call you husband.”
“Gao Wenhui has confessed to me. You always call me husband in the dormitory, right?”
Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes instantly: “I learned it from Gao Wenhui.”
Jiang Qin brought a glass of water over: “Gao Wenhui also calls me husband?”
“Wen Hui asked me all day long, where is your husband? Why didn’t your husband come to take you out for a walk? I was led astray by her.”
“Why is this not the version I heard?”
Feng Nanshu looked at him blankly: “What version did you hear?”
“The version I heard is that as long as Gao Wenhui says she says I am your husband, you will give her snacks.”
The little rich woman puffed up her cheeks, hummed twice, and refused to answer the question.
In fact, Feng Nanshu didn’t understand much about love at that time, but she liked Gao Wenhui saying that Jiang Qin was her husband. Sometimes even she couldn’t explain a girl’s little thoughts.
Jiang Qin raised his head and looked around the room: “By the way, where are Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini?”