Although it lasts a long time, the movements are still very slow.
Xiang Zhilan was caught in a dilemma, and finally, her legs went weak, so she lay down.
After dinner, she turned on her computer; she had several sets of photos that needed color grading and retouching.
"Don't sit in front of the computer for too long, be careful of your eyes." Shen Muzhi saw her working so diligently at her desk, placed a glass of milk in front of her, and gently reminded her.
"It'll be quick, just another hour." Xiang Zhilan took a sip of milk without letting go of the mouse.
Shen Muzhi had no choice but to sit on the small sofa next to her, holding a book, and quietly keep her company while she worked.
As he flipped through the pages, his thoughts suddenly drifted to Xiang Zhilan's stomach, and he stared at it with narrowed eyes.
If I'm really pregnant with my third child, what should I name it?
They'll definitely have the surname Shen. It would be great if they were twins, preferably a boy and a girl, as cute as Hengheng and Xiaokui.
"What are you staring at?" Xiang Zhilan stretched her stiff arm, turned her neck to look at him, and saw him staring at her with a strange smile. She narrowed her eyes slightly, "What are you laughing at?"
"Was I smiling?" Shen Muzhi instantly regained his normal expression, suppressing the urge to smile, and changed the subject: "Have you finished your work?"
"Okay." Xiang Zhilan nodded, glanced at the time, and realized it was already nine o'clock. She stood up and stretched, "I'm going to take a shower."
Shen Muzhi put down the book and returned to his bedroom.
It's better for her to find out about the pregnancy herself, so he can blame it on the poor quality of the condoms.
If she had known he did it on purpose, she would have definitely made a scene with him.
"I feel like you've been distracted tonight. Did something happen?" Xiang Zhilan asked, glancing at Shen Muzhi as she lay down in bed after taking a shower.
"Is your stomach feeling any better?" Shen Mu reached out and rubbed her stomach.
“That’s something I often ask you,” Xiang Zhilan smiled, turned to him and said, “Don’t worry, didn’t you see I enjoyed my dinner?”
"That's good." Shen Muzhi pulled her into his arms.
Xiang Zhilan was feeling a little sleepy, and she started talking to him about which kindergarten Hengheng and Xiaokui went to.
Shen Muzhi enjoyed this homely atmosphere, smelling the fragrance of her hair as they discussed the children's future.
After saying only a few words, Xiang Zhilan became extremely sleepy, and her eyelids drooped.
He saw that she was asleep, so he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.
The next day was Saturday, but Xiang Zhilan still had a filming job and had to go to the studio early.
When Shen Muzhi saw her put on those ten-centimeter high heels, he frowned. What if she accidentally tripped and fell...
"Your shoes don't seem to match your clothes very well," he said, pretending to be serious about the clothing issue.
"Really?" Xiang Zhilan looked down and thought it was pretty good. She had bought these shoes specifically to match this outfit. She looked up at him and said, "When did you start to understand women's taste in clothing?"
He had never paid much attention to her clothes or appearance before.
"These are better," Shen Muzhi said, pulling a pair out of the shoe cabinet.
Xiang Zhilan glanced at it. She was going to talk to the magazine's editor-in-chief today, so wearing flats wouldn't be appropriate.
She sat down with some skepticism and bent down to take off her high heels.
Shen Muzhi squatted down, unzipped her pants, took off her shoes, held her feet, and put on flat shoes.
She looked down at him as he changed her shoes, a slight smile playing on her lips.
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