120 Alternative fetal education

He couldn't resist his wife, so Chu Chaoyang had to be held by her for a walk.

Seeing the starry night sky, Linghu Xiaoya sang happily and hummed Xin Xiaoqi's "Taste". The tone basically did not run, which was quite unexpected by Chu Chaoyang, but--

"The stars are very good tonight... I don't know where they have gone... **The naked sky..."

" Linghu..."

"Hmm?"

"It seems wrong. The stars are good, and they can still be naked?"

"This... that's another song."

"The stars light up the door of the fire... Let the children who are looking for food find the way to come..."

While singing, Linghu Xiaoya sang very high, and Chu Chaoyang was very entangled. This lyrics still seems to be wrong, right?

......

After a while, Linghu Xiaoya shouted that she was tired and shouted why Shen Jiaqi didn't come. Chu Chaoyang said that she would take a taxi back, but she didn't let her. She had to wait for Shen Jiaqi.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Shen Jiaqi finally came back.

"Are you two turtles? It's only been half an hour since I took these steps?"

Chu Chaoyang spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders to express his helplessness. Linghu Xiaoya humbly accused Shen Jiaqi of driving slowly and coming back late.

"Chaoyang, why don't we change it? Your wife is really difficult to serve. I sent Situ downstairs and immediately came back to pick you up without saying a few words. As a result... alas..."

Chu Chaoyang hugged Linghu Xiaoya and shook his head while listening to music with his eyes closed. He was so comfortable that he didn't bother to pay attention to his friends' complaints. Anyway, they are not unfamiliar, and there is no need to break the lawsuit or anything.

After being separated for more than half a month, they were finally able to be together again. The two had not been separated since they entered the door. They went upstairs to take a shower and chatted in the quilt together. They were like babies.

"Chaoyang, the baby is 11 weeks old. We can give him prenatal education."

"Well, how to do it?"

"For example, we can touch him hand in hand, tell him stories, sing songs for him, take him to the zoo, go to the park, and..."

Chu Chaoyang put his index finger on her lips and whispered in her ear:

"Are you talking about waiting for him to be born?"

"No, it's fetal education. You can do it now."

"Now how do you touch him and take him to the park and the zoo?"

Linghu Xiaoya pulled his hand over and put it on his abdomen, moved gently, and his voice became soft: "In this way, you can touch him."

Chu Chaoyang did it, as if he could really feel the baby's movement, and the happiness of the father-to-be was finally realized at this moment.

"Do I have to wait until he is born to go to the parks and zoos?"

"No, it's okay now. We can go to the park hand in hand, touch and tell him. It's the same when we go to the zoo. And oh, we can put our headphones here, play good music for him, and we can also listen to him all kinds of sounds."

"All kinds of things? For example?"

Chu Chaoyang is very**. I thought of that and stroked it very lovingly. He kneaded her little white rabbit and gave her a hint; Linghu Xiaoya became a mother before she was developed, and looked at him with an ignorant face, "What, what's wrong with you?"

"For example..."

Chu Chaoyang further made a hint, grabbed her little hand and moved it down. Linghu Xiaoya pulled back her hand and suddenly realized his intention. She blushed and said to him: "Nonsense, this is teaching bad children, not fetal education."

"Oh, my wife, I was wrong."

Chu Chaoyang leaned his head on her shoulder, softly "hummed" while gently stroking the baby across his belly, and listened to Linghu continue to talk about how to do fetal education.

Linghu Xiaoya enjoyed that he was so obedient and talked with a sense of existence. Suddenly--

"What are you doing, Chaoyang? Where did you put your hand?"

"I..."

Just now, while Linghu Xiaoya was fascinated, Chu Chaoyang's hand sneaked into her clothes to visit the secret garden... The gurgling stream was as rough as a wave... How could Chu Chaoyang stand it...

"Go up, go away, take your stinky hand away, it's very serious to tell you, you... hum."

"Wife..."

"Wide up, don't touch me."

"I don't want my wife..."

How could Ren Chu Chaoyang act coquettishly? Linghu Xiaoya just didn't let him touch it. There were fighting, escaping and attacking like guerrilla warfare. The two of them had a lot of fun, making them sweating abruptly and making the quilt a little hot.

The two of them were tired, gasping and sweating. They didn't know whether the cold quilt was hot or cold until Linghu Xiaoya sneezed.

Chu Chaoyang took the opportunity to say:

"Ah, isn't it a cold? Come on, give me a hug."

"Ride up, don't touch me, and sweat."

"It doesn't matter. I don't dislike you."

"I dislike you."

"You..."

"I."

Chu Chaoyang was completely defeated, so he had to beg Linghu Xiaoya to hug him pitifully, "Wife, how about it?"

"No, sneeze, don't give me a hug."

"Look, you're sneezing again. Come on, my husband's arms are very warm. Pregnant women can't catch a cold."

"No..."

The voice fell, and he was held in his arms by the overlord of Chu Chaoyang, and his cherry lips were also taken away.

"You can't eat it. Can you try it?"

After the kiss, Chu Chaoyang still rubbed her face pitifully, "Wife, is this enough?"

"Enough, enough sneeze--"

"It's over, three sneezes. Don't you really have a cold? I'll cook ginger soup for you."

Chu Chaoyang is a twenty-four filial husband. He will go as soon as he goes. When he gets to the kitchen, it will be difficult. What should I put first? It must be water, and then what?

In the middle of the night, you can't call and ask people. Jiaqi should also be asleep. Just do it casually. Just throw everything in at once, so--

Without waiting for the water to boil, ginger slices, green onion sections, red dates and a small spoonful of brown sugar were put into the pot. Five minutes later, the pot opened. Chu Chaoyang was anxious. He didn't cook for a while and didn't taste it. He scooped a bowl and served it up.

As soon as he left, Linghu Xiaoya was so sleepy that she fell asleep. After being woken up, she took a sip, "Puff--"

"Bah, ah, ah--"

The tongue was burned. The ginger flavor was too big and the spicy flavor was too heavy. Linghu Xiaoya didn't know which one to complain about first. She lifted the quilt and ran to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.

"How big is the reaction?"

Chu Chaoyang pinched his nose and tasted it, and also spit out his tongue to fan the wind. "It's so spicy. It's really hot."

Linghu Xiaoya came out, ignored him with a black face, and slept with her back to him in the quilt.

"Why don't you tell me what to do? I'll get it again."

Chu Chaoyang asked for advice with an open mind. How could Linghu Xiaoya, who is a good teacher, let go of this opportunity? He sat up with the quilt in his arms, pinched his nose and pointed to the bowl and asked him:

"First of all, how did you do it and what did you put?"

"Onion, ginger, red dates, brown sugar."

"Did you put sugar in it? Why didn't I drink it? How much did you put?

On the upper body of Queen Linghu Xiaoya, Chu Chaoyang bowed his head and answered obediently:

"A spoonful..."

Seeing Linghu raising his eyebrows, he hurriedly said, "A small spoon..."

Humph, no wonder Linghu Xiaoya curled her lips and asked again, "Where's Jiang?"

"One piece...a big piece..."

Linghu Xiaoya jumped up in ** and almost fell down. Chu Chaoyang quickly went over and hugged her. Linghu Xiaoya stood up and looked down on his forehead:

"You want to kill me!"

"I didn't..."

"Proportion, do you understand the proportion? You...cough..."

Linghu Xiaoya's door was too high. She shouted a few words and then she was angry. After Shunqi, she was ready to continue shouting. Chu Chaoyang stood up straight and hugged her and gently put her in **, and pressed her lips, "Shh - you just said, speak softly, or you will scare the baby."

Chu Chaoyang also deliberately imitated the tone of Linghu Xiaoya just now. Linghu Xiaoya shivered and lay down obediently, for fear that he would learn to speak and disgust himself...

"Tell me how to do it. I'll do it again."

The gentleness melted Linghu Xiaoya. She put her arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss her. She shook her head and said, "No more, it's okay..."

"Huh? OK..."

Therefore, the two of them interacted intimately with each other without stopping, and their love reached the depths. It's really difficult to stop.

Chu Chaoyang hugged her frustratedly and continued to "hum" in her ear. Linghu Xiaoya was also helpless. With a baby, she couldn't do anything else, and she couldn't help it...