Sang Shuran, who is not even two years old, is only about one meter tall.
Her skin is very white and she is wearing a green princess dress, which looks fresh and beautiful.
The arms exposed outside are as white and tender as the face, and very cute.
Although she is less than two years old, her hair is very good, shiny black and thick.
The most important thing is that it is a natural roll.
At this time, her hair was tied into two ponytails and was curly, making her look more like a doll.
There is probably no one who would dislike such a delicate and beautiful child.
Not to mention, she still calls herself "Auntie" in a baby voice.
Sang Jueqian reached out and held Sang Shuran's hand. "What was Shuran doing upstairs just now?"
"draw!"
Sang Jueqian could guess what kind of paintings a two-year-old could draw without even seeing them, so he didn't ask for details. He just smiled and praised, "Shu Ran is amazing! You can actually draw!"
Sang Shuran is a very well-behaved child. After hearing Sang Jueqian's praise, the smile on his face became even brighter. He snuggled up to Sang Jueqian and talked to him for a long time.
Perhaps children's thoughts are always wild and imaginative. The two of them said a lot of things, and there was basically no necessary connection between the previous sentence and the next.
In general, it is said, but it seems like it has not been said.
It was not until Sang Shuran said enough and went off to play somewhere else that Sang Jueqian started chatting with Sang Weimin.
Sang Weimin first expressed his concern for Sang Jueqian, and only felt relieved after knowing that Sang Jueqian was fine.
"Although everything is fine now, you are getting further and further along in your pregnancy, so you still need a few more people around you, otherwise it will be unsafe. Why don't you move in and live with us?" Sang Weimin suggested.
Sang Jueqian certainly knew that Sang Weimin made this suggestion entirely for her health.
But she has to appear in Da Zhou from time to time, and Li Junyan has to go there often. If she moves here, there will definitely be a lot of inconveniences.
Sang Jueqian refused with a smile without any hesitation.
"Grandpa, although I'm pregnant, we are still young people after all, and young people's living habits are still somewhat different. For convenience, we still plan to live on our own."
Seeing that Sang Weimin frowned, Sang Jueqian continued speaking without waiting for him to speak.
"However, I understand your concerns, Grandpa. So I've already made up my mind. We'll come back every two or three days to have dinner with you and show you my reloads. How about that?"
Sang Jueqian has already said this, what else can Sang Weimin say?
"Okay, just make up your mind. I don't really want you to live here, I just hope you'll be fine. As long as you're fine, it's fine for you to live there."
Fei Yuying originally thought that since Sang Jueqian was unwilling to live with her, she could move in and take care of Sang Jueqian.
But seeing Sang Jueqian's resolute attitude, the words that were on the tip of his tongue were finally swallowed back.
Sang Jueqian saw that Fei Yuying was hesitant to speak, but she really had no choice but to pretend that she didn't see it, and the matter passed.
The two were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they stayed for a while after lunch before leaving.
After returning home, Sang Jueqian immediately contacted Jiang Yao and told her the news of her pregnancy.
The message had just been sent when Jiang Yao called.
The two chatted affectionately for a long time before reluctantly hanging up the phone.
Jiang Yao went abroad to study this spring. She doesn't have a studio, but she hired a professional manager to run it. She will take care of the designs whenever she has time.
Studying abroad, Jiang Yao not only has to study but also has to manage the studio. She is now very busy.
Fortunately, Jin Yuandong is still in China. He visits the studio from time to time and helps Jiang Yao deal with some things, so that Jiang Yao has no worries.
Although they managed to balance study and work, Jiang Yao and Jin Yuandong were separated, so having children had to be postponed.
However, the two of them were not in a hurry, and even enjoyed their own world very much. In addition, no one urged them to have a baby, so they lived a very comfortable life.
Sang Jueqian had previously thought that he and Li Junyan would be like Jiang Yao and Jin Yuandong, spending a few years in their own world, but she didn't expect that this child would come so suddenly.
Although it was a bit unexpected, it was also an unexpected surprise, and Sang Jueqian was still looking forward to it.
In the following days, Sang Jueqian took good care of the fetus every day, but it was not that he did nothing. He just worried less than before.
Li Junyan, on the other hand, had to deal with state affairs and take care of her at the same time. He had to do the work of two people at once, and he was getting thinner and thinner.
Sang Jueqian felt a little sorry for him. She had tried to persuade him several times but it was useless. She could only try her best to make sure he ate more good food to replenish his body.
Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The baby in Sang Jueqian's belly is already nine months old.
Twins are usually born early. After nine months of pregnancy, Sang Jueqian prepared for delivery every day.
The delivery bag and other necessary things have been prepared long ago and are all placed in the space.
As long as you start the car, you can take it out directly after getting in the car.
Although she was the one who was going to give birth, Sang Jueqian clearly felt that Li Junyan was even more nervous than her.
Li Junyan even handled most of the state affairs in advance, and assigned all other matters to others, with special people to keep an eye on them. He himself no longer cared about those things and stayed with Sang Jueqian all day long.
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