Da Zhuang was full, squinting his eyes and feeling sleepy. He looked at everything with a dull expression, as if he had seen through the world and was heartless.
Song Yiyi made a cat toy herself.
Da Zhuang had no interest at all. Every time Song Yiyi held it up and waved it in front of him, Da Zhuang looked at her as if she was a fool.
A cat with a look of disdain on its face.
There was finally movement in the room.
When Cen Yue came out, Song Yiyi's eyes widened. "Is this your idea?"
He was dressed very neatly.
Winter casual clothes are many times more attractive than summer short-sleeved shirts.
Cen Yue has an innate noble temperament, and the military uniform makes his angular face even more handsome.
There's just a piece of gauze on his neck, trying to cover it up but not making it too obvious.
The contrast is huge.
It makes people focus their attention there at first sight.
Is he covering it up?
If you didn't know, you might think he was showing off, as if he was waiting for others to ask, and then he would reach out and uncover it to show others.
Cen Yue curled his lips, "Well, if someone asks, I'll say..."
He glanced at Da Zhuang, who was bewildered, and said, "He was scratched by the cat at home."
Although Dazhuang is fat.
But the child has no waist.
I can't bear such a heavy burden.
Song Yiyi had no other choice, as there was no concealer in this day and age.
What's more, since she came here, she has never put on makeup except for the time when she got married and attended the social gathering.
So no makeup.
Cen Yue did buy her lipstick, but she only sneered at it a few times.
As soon as the two of them left the house, Song Yiyi said to Cen Yue, "You should go to the army now. I can go there by myself."
Cen Yue's tone was unyielding: "It's still early, I'll take you there."
He was holding an insulated lunch bucket in his hand.
He had specially packed up the leftover brown sugar fermented rice before he went out.
Song Yiyi thought it was for her and quickly refused: "I don't want to drink it anymore. I get sick of it if I drink too much."
Cen Yue raised the corner of his lips slightly, his voice cold: "I took it to the army."
Song Yiyi: ββ¦β
She is just being sentimental.
Song Yiyi and Cen Yue were walking side by side, and only then did they realize that they were both wearing dark-colored coats.
When the weather got cold, all her clothes were bought by Cen Yue.
He has good taste and Song Yiyi likes everything he buys for her.
Song Yiyi doesn't like shopping, so this saves her from worrying.
On the way, Song Yiyi told Cen Yue about Kang Ying's pregnancy.
She leaned over to Cen Yue and whispered, "She's pregnant with quadruplets! Do you know what quadruplets are? Four babies in a belly! Oh my god, that's terrifying."
Even with advanced medical technology in the future, it would be dangerous to have triplets, let alone quadruplets.
And this is the era when medicine is not so developed.
When Song Yiyi thought about her belly being as big as a ball, her scalp tingled.
It is also difficult for Kang Ying to be a female doctor.
But he has a halo of a γΉ-cornered aura.
Nothing will happen for sure.
Song Yiyi made two "tsk tsk" sounds.
Cen Yue lowered his eyes with an unclear expression, looked at her and asked, "Do you like children?"
Song Yiyi nodded without hesitation, "I like it. The baby is so cute, chubby, and has a milky smell. One sip of it can make me energetic all day long."
There seemed to be something wrong with her description.
Cen Yue pursed his lips and paused before saying, "Yiyi, should we adopt one?"
What Song Yiyi said last night still touched Cen Yue's heart.
He thought about it all night.
He would not change his decision to not let her have children, but he could not ignore his wife's feelings.
What if his wife doesn't want him anymore because of this in the future?
Then he would have no place to cry.
After much thought, Cen Yue felt that adoption was the only solution at the moment.
Song Yiyi was startled by his strange words for a moment and refused without thinking: "No!"
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