Song Ci took out a bottle of body lotion from her suitcase. This body lotion can prevent stretch marks. When Song Ci was pregnant with twins, her belly was stretched too much by the two children, and she had many stretch marks on her abdomen.
Later, she successfully lost weight, developed a vest line, and her skin became much tighter, so the stretch marks were not very obvious. So this time when she was pregnant with her second child, Song Ci paid special attention to preventing stretch marks.
She handed the bottle of body lotion to Han Zhan, "Come on." As long as Han Zhan was at home, applying body lotion was a benefit for Han Zhan. He took it and took some lotion from the bottle very familiarly, emulsifying it between his palms.
"Lie down."
Song Ci obediently lay down on the bed and took the initiative to lift the hem of her skirt to reveal her big belly. She was already six months pregnant, and her belly was quite big, like a medium-sized watermelon.
Han Zhan placed his hands on Song Ci's abdomen and used his not-so-delicate palms to massage Song Ci's belly back and forth.
He stared at the caesarean scar on Song Ci's abdomen and suddenly said, "I heard that if you had a caesarean section for your first child, you'd better have a caesarean section for your second child. For someone like you who had your first and second children so close together, you should have a caesarean section even more."
Staring at the scar on Song Ci's stomach, the old man Han Zhan felt uncomfortable. He said, "When I think about you having to undergo another operation, I feel a little regretful."
Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was feeling sorry for her, and she, who had been feeling a little aggrieved and scared, suddenly felt happy.
When a woman is pregnant, what she fears most is that her husband does not understand her.
She smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm still young, in good health, and I'll recover quickly. Let's not have another child in the future." As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ci's belly was suddenly kicked by the child. She quickly placed Han Zhan's hand on the left side of her abdomen.
Han Zhan was kicked just as he put his hand on it. He smiled and said, "It feels like he's a naughty kid again." The fetus in his belly might have just woken up and was bored at the moment, so it punched and kicked Song Ci for a long time before it stopped.
Han Zhan pulled down Song Ci's skirt to cover her belly and said, "I'll go get you some milk powder." The fetus in Song Ci's belly was small, and the doctor recommended that she strengthen her nutrition, so she had to drink nutritious milk powder for pregnant women before going to bed.
As soon as Han Zhan left, Song Ci's phone rang again. This time it was Song Fei calling.
Song Ci’s birthday is also Song Fei’s birthday.
Song Ci quickly sat up, straightened the hem of her skirt, and then answered the phone. As soon as the video was connected, Song Ci saw Song Fei's face magnified in front of the camera. "Stay away, your face is as big as a plate."
After hearing this, Song Fei moved the phone further away, revealing half of her body.
Song Ci discovered that Song Fei was wearing a colorful warm orange halter dress tonight, a platinum necklace around her neck, her slightly curly hair was loose, and she had warm orange eye makeup on.
She was wearing a birthday hat and sitting in a KTV, looking radiantly beautiful.
Song Ci thought Song Fei looked pretty good like this, so she quickly took a few screenshots. While taking the screenshots, she asked Song Fei, "Are you at KTV? You're wearing something sexy today, it looks good."
Song Fei was wearing this for the first time and felt a bit uncomfortable. She had small breasts and felt like she couldn't support the dress. But in reality, this dress only looked classy on a small chest. It would have been too gaudy for Song Ci.
Song Fei told Song Ci: "A Jiang gave it to me."
"I guessed it." It was obvious that Song Fei wouldn't buy this skirt. "You actually have a day to go to KTV, Song Fei. You really surprised me." Song Fei was a quiet person, not one who loved to go to bars and sing karaoke. Song Ci had never expected that Song Fei would go to KTV for her birthday.
Song Fei told her: "A Jiang said that he wanted to sing a song for me tonight, so I came." Yan Jiang invited all his best friends. Song Fei didn't like to make noise, but she liked to accompany Yan Jiang in making noise.
Moreover, she never joined the group, and Yan Jiang's friends would laugh at him.
Song Ci shouted exaggeratedly on the other end of the phone: "Sing, sing a love song? Song Fei, you've learned bad habits. You've even learned to feed me dog food."
Song Fei knew that Song Ci liked to talk nonsense, and she couldn't beat Song Ci, so she said, "Let me show you your brother Jiang." After that, she pointed the camera at Yan Jiang.
The lights in the KTV were flickering. Song Ci took a closer look and finally saw Yan Jiang's appearance clearly.
Yan Jiang sat on a high stool next to the karaoke booth, holding a microphone. He was wearing a pure black shirt tonight, with two thin ribbons hanging from the collar, breaking the formality of the shirt and adding a sense of fashion.
He still wore the platinum necklace around his neck and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. Just sitting there was a sight to behold.
Yan Jiang saw Song Fei pointing her phone at him and asked, "Are you taking a picture of me?"
Song Fei said: "I'm video chatting with Song Ci."
Yan Jiang stared at the camera on his phone and congratulated him earnestly, "Happy birthday, Song Song."
Song Ci said: "Thank you, thank you!"
Yan Jiang turned off TKV's accompaniment, cleared his throat, and said, "A Fei, happy birthday. The next song is for you."
Yan Jiang's good brother Zhong Xiangshou tilted his head and said to Song Fei, "Sister-in-law! This is a song that Brother Jiang wrote himself!"
Song Fei was somewhat surprised to learn that Yan Jiang was going to sing a song he wrote himself.
When Song Ci heard this, she was stunned.
Could it be that song that Yan Jiang wrote himself...
Yan Jiang started singing.
Yan Jiang is not a professional singer and his singing skills are average, but he has a clear voice and sincere emotions, and he can capture people's hearts as soon as he opens his mouth.
He sang: "Thank you for coming to my side, accompanying me, counting the stars in the dark night..." It was a song Song Fei had never heard before, and it seemed that it was indeed written by Yan Jiang himself.
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