People who truly love each other can keep each other in their hearts at any time, but will not delay work and study because they are the motivation to make themselves better.

Song Chengyi is a soldier, and his responsibilities on his shoulders are heavier than ordinary people, so seeing each other every day is only an ideal state for him and Ning Yue.

"Lingling, our construction period has been advanced. If we continue at this speed, we are expected to complete the task on May 10th."

Ning Yue nodded: "Well, that is to say, you will be back two months after I go back."

Song Chengyi chuckled and tightened her in his arms: "Yes, it takes two months, very soon."

"Yes, I haven't been at home for a month, so Chengzhuang and Chengwei must have accumulated a lot of work. In the middle, I have to hold a wedding for my second brother. I will be very fulfilled. When I finish my work, you will be back."

"When I come back, we will have a child. When I go on a mission in the future, our son will be with you."

Ning Yue raised her head: "What if it was her daughter?"

"Don't the son and daughter are all the same? As long as it was born to you."

Ning Yue smiled, smiling sweetly, Song Chengyi gently tempted: "Ling Ning, do you like your daughter or your son?"

Ning Yue leaned her little head on his shoulder: "Sir, have another son, give birth to another son, bloom first, and then bear fruit. No, have another son, give birth to another daughter, so that the brother will protect his sister, just like the eldest brother and the second brother treat me."

"Is it the sir's son or the sir's daughter?" Song Chengyi asked with a smile.

Ning Yue is in a dilemma, right, is it the husband's son or daughter?

While she was still struggling with this problem, Song Chengyi's lips approached her ear: "Ling Ning, don't think about it first. Let's study what kind of posture is the most comfortable to have a baby, okay?"

The warm breath sprinkled on his neck, beside his ears, Ning Yue's body felt a slight and numbness, and his arms curled up on his neck: "Song Chengyi, you are the worst."

Song Chengyi turned over: "I'm not bad, I just thought that you're too cold, give you some heat..."

The cold wind outside the house is enchanting, and the spring inside the house is full of spring...

The calendar just turned into March. On the first day, Ning Yue's lower abdomen began to hurt slightly. She realized that the small days of this month might have to be ahead of schedule.

This month, I have been in a very cold place. Except for when Song Chengyi was held in his arms at night, his little feet were cold and cold at other times.

Two days ago, she sighed in her heart that she felt that she had good physical fitness and did not catch a cold under such circumstances. As a result, the good and bad spirits were slapped in the face today by herself.

The whole person was so painful that he curled up on the bed.

Song Chengyi was still wondering that it had been raining before, but today it was sunny. Why didn’t my little wife come to the construction site to bask in the sun after she woke up?

When he came back from the construction site at noon, he went straight to the kitchen. Because he thought he was catching ants, Ningning didn't arrive at the construction site. However, when he asked, Liu Rui said that Zhuomay had not come today and Ningyue had never been to the kitchen in the morning.

When Song Chengyi returned to the house, the little woman was still asleep in the bed?

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ning Yue held back the pain and lay down straight. Song Chengyi was very busy with work every day. She didn't want to cause trouble for him, nor did she want him to worry about him. Besides, this is not a disease, and even if he knows, he can't help much.
Chapter completed!