"Thank you, doctor."
This time, it was An Yiruo who expressed her gratitude.
After all the examinations were completed, Mo Jingchen carried the small pink bag designated for obstetrics and gynecology, containing An Yiruo's various prenatal checkup reports, and left the hospital.
"After dinner, I'll take you to Biyunting to see our wedding room."
"Hmm? Is the renovation finished?"
"It's all installed, just waiting for the lady of the house to inspect it." Mo Jingchen held An Yiruo's hand. At this moment, he felt that this was his whole world.
After dinner, the two arrived at Biyunting, which had been renovated into a courtyard in a modern Chinese style.
The Chinese-style entrance door makes this courtyard both stylish and secluded.
Pushing open the gate, you are greeted by a landscape of mountains and water, behind which sits the main house.
The landscape features mountains, water, flowers, and plants, and the garden scenery covers a large area, but it does not overshadow the main attractions.
Standing in the courtyard of Biyunting at this moment, it feels like a secluded paradise, where you can forget the hustle and bustle of the city and simply enjoy the present moment.
If the external landscape restores the architectural style of ancient China, it makes people feel as if they are in the gardens of Suzhou.
The interior design, however, is completely different from the exterior, being modern and intelligent.
Minimalist interior design often places greater demands on the designer's skills and the quality of the raw materials.
If the quality is not up to standard, even the best design drawings cannot achieve the effect that the customer wants.
The designers of Biyunting achieved this. They made the actual product even more stunning than the renderings.
"Great, I really like it."
An Yiruo really liked the house's decorating style; it fulfilled all her fantasies and aspirations for life.
Every part is full of design sense.
She could even imagine that when she sat here drawing in the future, she would be bursting with inspiration.
"As long as my wife likes it, that's all that matters. The formaldehyde has already been removed here, and we've also had professionals come and test it; all the indicators are up to standard."
However, for safety reasons, we will continue to live in Xinghai Bay after our marriage, and move here in six months.
Seeing An Yiruo's delighted expression, Mo Jingchen's lips curled into a smile. However, for safety's sake, and to be on the safe side, he still voiced his opinion and thoughts.
"Hmm...that's fine. For the sake of a safe and healthy environment for the baby to grow up in, I'll reluctantly...stay a few months later."
Although An Yiruo's eyes showed reluctance, she also understood that if there were consequences to moving in hastily, she would not be able to bear them, and it was a consequence she absolutely could not accept.
Since becoming a mother, she has become extremely cautious in everything she does, afraid of making any mistakes.
After visiting the bridal suite, Mo Jingchen took her to the wedding planning studio to discuss the final details of the wedding with the wedding planner.
By the time the two returned to Xinghai Bay, it was already dark.
"You must be tired today. I'll run the bath. An'an can have a nice, relaxing bath and then go to sleep."
"Yes, I'm tired. Thank you for your hard work, honey! I love you!"
Following Mo Jingchen's direction, An Yiruo launched with peace of mind!
Mo Jingchen took all the love into his arms without missing a single one, and put it in his pocket to seal it away.
After An Yiruo finished showering and lay in bed, Mo Jingchen stayed by her side, gently patting her to lull her to sleep.
"Honey, my legs hurt, can you massage them?" An Yiruo, still awake, looked at Mo Jingchen with pitiful eyes.
"Which leg hurts?" Without hesitation, Mo Jingchen sat down to massage his wife's legs as soon as he heard she needed it.
"Both legs hurt."
"Okay. Let me give you a massage, honey."
Whether it was Mo Jingchen's massage technique or the fact that she had been running around all day, An Yiruo was indeed tired.
After kneading for a while, I heard An Yiruo's even breathing.
Mo Jingchen's hands did not stop just because An Yiruo fell asleep. After covering her with the blanket, he continued to massage her for a while.
Seeing that the person on the bed was fast asleep, Mo Jingchen quietly went to the dressing room, took out his pajamas, turned off the lights in the room, and went downstairs to the guest room to take a shower.
As for why I took a shower in the guest room...
There are two reasons: first, I was worried that the sound of the shower would disturb An Yiruo; second, I was massaging my wife's legs tonight, and her beautiful legs... were really tempting!
You can only pinch it, but you can't eat it... For a man his age, this is pure torture!
He needed to calm himself down, after all, he was pregnant and the first three months were unstable, and he couldn't take any risks because of this.
But three months later... he secretly asked the doctor and was told that it was okay to take it in moderation.
The wedding preparations were in full swing, and the date was set for March 29th.
On March 26th, staff members brought An Yiruo's wedding gown, traditional Chinese wedding dress, outdoor shooting location dress, main wedding dress, and reception dress to Xinghai Bay.
As An Yiruo watched the staff bring in one huge packaging bag after another, her heart began to race with tension.
Previously, she had never felt nervous or excited. She thought that the two of them had been living together for so long, and the wedding was just a ceremony, so she wouldn't have any major emotional fluctuations.
But seeing the dresses hanging up one by one, An Yiruo finally felt a little nervous before her wedding.
"Yi Ruo, are you nervous?" Zhang Yuanyuan, who was standing next to An Yi Ruo, squeezed An Yi Ruo's hand and turned to look at An Yi Ruo.
"I'm a little nervous looking at the dress!"
Before Zhang Yuanyuan could offer any words of comfort, a staff member approached and said, "Madam, the dress and main gown are all ready. Shall we start by trying on the morning robe?"
“Okay,” An Yiruo nodded in agreement.
After trying on one dress after another, Mo Jingchen, who was sitting to the side, suddenly spoke up: "Make the waist of the dress a little bigger."
“Mr. Mo, if the waist is altered to be larger, the overall effect of the dress will be different. Besides, Madam has a slender waist, and the current size better accentuates her figure,” the staff member said respectfully.
"I'll make a slight alteration. I'm worried it might be too tight for An'an," Mo Jingchen said, sitting there with his long legs crossed, looking at An Yiruo, who stood in the center of the living room, looking as beautiful as a fairy.
"I think it doesn't need to be changed. It's fine as it is."
What woman in the world doesn't want to be the most beautiful bride on her wedding day? As the staff said, altering the dress would ruin its original effect.
She didn't want to... she wanted to be the perfect bride!
"An'an, I can do whatever you want, but not this."
Mo Jingchen insisted on the dress because he was worried that it would hurt An Yiruo and the baby in her belly if it was too tight.
An Yiruo was already quite thin, and although she was three months pregnant, there was still no sign of her baby bump.
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