You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 2715: very beautiful
The doctor reminded: "However, when a child is born, a son becomes a daughter, and a daughter becomes a son. Therefore, I do not recommend testing the **** of the fetus during pregnancy."
Gu Junzhu nodded: "Okay, thank you."
He asked the doctor a lot of precautions during pregnancy. After chatting with the doctor for more than ten minutes, all the questions he cared about were answered before he left the hospital with Ye Xingbei.
In the car, Ye Xingbei rested his head on Gu Junzhu's shoulder, closed his eyes, and yawned.
Gu Junzhu stretched out his arms to embrace her: "Are you sleepy again?"
"It's not sleepy either," Ye Xingbei said weakly: "When I first came out of Jinli Village, I got motion sickness in the car. Later, after I sat in the car a lot, I exercised, and I stopped getting motion sickness, but recently I got sick in the car again. I feel sleepy as soon as I get in the car, and a little disgusting."
Gu Junzhu frowned: "Can you bear it? Would you like me to walk back with you?"
"No," Ye Xingbei smiled, "I can bear it, it's a little uncomfortable, but it's within the range that can be tolerated."
Gu Junzhu looked at her lower abdomen, and then looked at her sluggish appearance, a little distressed: "I have decided, whether our child is a son or a daughter, we will not have children in the future, pregnancy is too hard ."
"What kind of hard work is this?" Ye Xingbei smiled with his eyes closed, "I still feel pretty good! After being pregnant, I have so many privileges, and no one says I'm lazy if I don't work every day, how long do I want to sleep? Sleep until what time, eat whatever you want, and be free every day, how good?"
Gu Junzhu said: "This kind of life, even if you are not pregnant, you can have it!"
"But if I'm not pregnant, I can't have a cute little angel like Xiaoshu!" Ye Xingbei took his hand and clasped his fingers together: "I think we can have one more little angel like Xiaoshu!" Angel, I feel that the hard work is worth it!"
"I can't tell you," Gu Junzhu shook his head, "Just be as happy as you want."
"Of course you're happy with me," Ye Xingbei said with a smile: "I'm pregnant, not you, so I have the final say, you don't."
"Yes, yes," Gu Wuye said very vigorously: "Even if you are not pregnant, it is you who have the final say in our family!"
Ye Xingbei laughed, snuggled deeper into his arms, tilted his head and kissed him.
Gu Junzhu rubbed her head.
The two did not speak.
In the air, there are pulses of warmth flowing silently.
Warm.
Sweet.
Because of Ye Xingbei's motion sickness, the car window opened a gap.
Ye Xingbei leaned against Gu Junzhu with her eyes closed, and could feel the sunlight falling on her through the gap in the car window.
She suddenly remembered a poem she had read before:
How I wish there was a door.
In the morning, the sun shines on the grass.
We stand,
Holding on her windows and doors.
The door is low,
But the sun is bright.
The grass is bearing its seeds.
The wind is shaking its leaves.
We stand.
Do not speak.
It's beautiful.
At first, when she read this poem, she fell in love with it.
After reading it twice, she recited the poem.
She felt that this poem, in just a few sentences, described a picturesque life.
And now, she has a life like that in this poem.
Thinking of the flowery and bird-singing behind the carving time, the courtyard is full of a strong sense of life.
She raised the corners of her mouth sweetly.
The grass is bearing its seeds.
The wind is shaking its leaves.
We stand.
Do not speak.
It's beautiful.