Every time Song Zhiting goes on a mission, it takes a long time.
Zheng Baozhu folded his clothes and put them in his backpack, and also prepared a lot of food for him to take with him.
I just said it casually, there is no need to go on a mission at all.
Song Zhiting looked at Zheng Baozhu filling his bag with chicken legs, chicken feet, and spicy strips, and said, "You don't need to bring so much. You can't finish it."
"We made it at home, and it doesn't cost any money. Bring some more. If you can't finish it, you can share it with your comrades."
…
Zheng Baozhu thought Song Zhiting was leaving tomorrow, and wanted to talk to him more, so she leaned on his arms and said, "I don't know when you'll be back from this mission. You won't come back until I give birth, will you?"
Song Zhiting rubbed Zheng Baozhu's hair with his chin: "No, I will be back as soon as possible."
"My belly is a little swollen." Zheng Baozhu took Song Zhiting's hand and put it on her belly: "Touch it and see if you can feel the baby moving?"
Song Zhiting gently stroked her slightly bulging belly, feeling it carefully.
“Can you feel it?”
To be honest, Song Zhiting couldn't feel the fetal movement at this early stage, but he said, "I think he wants to talk to me."
"I heard that when parents talk to their children, the children will react. Get up and talk to my belly."
Song Zhiting sat up, put his face against Zheng Baozhu's belly, and whispered, "Baby, I'm your daddy."
My stomach didn't respond.
Song Zhiting stroked it gently with his hand, and gradually moved his hand upwards.
Baozhu was a little sensitive during her pregnancy and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
This sound almost took Song Zhiting's soul away.
His Adam's apple moved up and down, but Song Zhiting did not stop his hands.
Seeing that Zheng Baozhu's eyes were blurry and she had no intention of stopping, Song Zhiting became more unscrupulous.
…
“Stop… stop…”
When the shot was about to be made, Zheng Baozhu called a halt.
"My mother said..." Zheng Baozhu's face turned red: "We can't... that now..."
Song Zhiting panted and asked, "When can I do it?"
Zheng Baozhu pushed away Song Zhiting who was hugging her and said, "It's not allowed at any time. We are divorced now. We are not husband and wife anymore. We can't do this."
Song Zhiting hugged Zheng Baozhu tightly and asked, "Do you still want to get married?"
Zheng Baozhu shook her head: "No."
"I don't want to get married again, but we are all adults. Don't you have physical needs?"
Zheng Baozhu blushed and buried her head in Song Zhiting's arms.
Song Zhiting couldn't suppress the smile on his face, he lowered his head to find her delicate lips and kissed her.
For the sake of the child, Song Zhiting did not continue, and the two hugged each other until dawn.
…
When I woke up in the morning, Song Zhiting was gone.
Wu Hongxia saw Zheng Baozhu just got up and took the egg custard out of the pot.
"Wash up and eat."
Seeing her son leaving this morning with a rosy face and Zheng Baozhu getting up late again, Wu Hongxia thought that the young couple had not restrained themselves last night.
So he said to Zheng Baozhu, "You are less than three months pregnant, don't let Zhiting act recklessly."
Zheng Baozhu blushed: "Mom, we don't have it."
Wu Hongxia obviously didn't believe it, but fortunately her son had to go out on a mission and wouldn't be back for a short time.
As a result, Song Zhiting came back in the evening.
Zheng Baozhu asked: "Didn't you say you had a mission?"
Song Zhiting touched Zheng Baozhu's head: "I told my boss that you were pregnant, so he sent someone else to stay with you at home."
Seeing that Song Zhiting had delayed his work for her, Zheng Baozhu felt very sorry: "Next time, don't affect your work for me. I have my mother at home, my sister-in-law is a doctor, and Zhimei is a nurse. I have so many people at home to take care of me, so I won't be in trouble."
Song Zhijiang looked at his brother in confusion: "Isn't your group going to participate in the assessment training?"
Song Zhiting looked a little unnatural, and pulled Song Zhijiang out: "Brother, my friend gave me two bottles of good wine, come with me to the army to get them."
Wu Hongxia said: "The meal is ready, just bring it back after work tomorrow."
Song Zhiting said: "A lot of people are thinking about my two bottles of wine. I don't know who will have them by tomorrow."
Seeing her two sons leave, Wu Hongxia said, "Baozhu is pregnant and can't go hungry. Let's eat first and don't wait for them."
…
When the two came back, the Song family had already finished their meal and washed the dishes.
Zheng Baozhu asked casually: "Have you eaten outside?"
Song Zhijiang said no.
Zheng Baozhu looked confused and said, "Is alcohol so attractive to men? Big brother didn't even have time to eat for two bottles of alcohol."
Song Zhijiang looked at his brother, smiled, and said to Zheng Baozhu, "Sister-in-law, please make us two bowls of seafood noodles."
Song Zhiting said, "I'll do it, wife, you go inside and have a rest."
Song Zhijiang was very skeptical: "Are your cooking skills good enough?"
"Cook the noodles in clear water and add some seafood made by my wife. What kind of cooking skills are needed?"
Zheng Baozhu said: "How about I do it."
Song Zhiting gently pushed his wife back to the house: "Be obedient, I can do it."
After Zheng Baozhu left, she heard Song Zhijiang say, "I'm so hungry, I have to have another chicken drumstick."
Song Zhiting agreed readily.
…
When he returned to the room, Song Zhiting saw his sister in the room, chatting enthusiastically with Zheng Baozhu.
"Tomomi, go back to bed."
Song Zhimei took Zheng Baozhu's hand and said, "Second sister-in-law, let's go to my room and continue talking."
Song Zhiting pushed away his sister's hand: "What are you talking about? Your second sister-in-law is pregnant and needs to go to bed early."
Zheng Baozhu said: "I'm not sleepy yet."
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