"Oh right, Mom wants you to visit."
As soon as her mother-in-law was ntioned, Qin Miaomiao’s face showed signs of difficulty. Visit?
Truthfully, she’d rather avoid eting her altogether. Otherwise, she’d just be bringing trouble upon herself.
"I’ll wait until your brother cos back and discuss with him to see what he thinks."
"Sis-in-law, actually, because of your pregnancy, my mom doesn’t have as much of an issue with you anymore."
"You know, carrying these three little ones is really sothing. It’s only been four months, but I look like I’m six or seven months along. Your brother’s so worried that he won’t even let leave the house. He’s afraid sothing might happen."
Upon hearing this, Lu Lu naturally didn’t say much. Such a big belly – honestly, it was pretty shocking to see.
"Alright then, you take care of yourself. I’ll handle Mom."
Putting aside the prejudice, Lu Lu seed much more endearing.
Not long after, she left. Qin Miaomiao gave Zhou Shu a call. After all, family is family, so it’s only right to spend so resources to support them.
As the day gradually darkened, it was near the end of the year. Outside, snow began to fall.
Surprisingly, Xiao Chen hadn’t been running around and had stayed at ho for several days straight, which Qin Miaomiao found a bit unusual.
"Xiao Chen, what about your girlfriend?"
That was rely his excuse for "recovering from heartbreak in France." Ou Beichen quickly lied to her:
"We broke up."
"That fast?"
"Yeah."
Qin Miaomiao eyed him suspiciously:
"Xiao Chen, don’t turn into a jerk, alright? You didn’t ss her up or anything, did you?"
Ou Beichen rolled his eyes at her. "Do I look like the kind of guy who would?"
Qin Miaomiao patted his shoulder:
"As long as you’re not. It’s okay to date, but don’t turn into a jerk. Always start and end things properly; it’s the decent thing to do. Got it?"
Although Xiao Chen’s wound had healed, the injured area still ached. Especially when she patted him—it hurt even more. To keep her from noticing anything unusual, he had to endure it.
He almost lost control and ended up exposing himself.
"Sis, you should worry more about yourself."
Qin Miaomiao was slumped on the sofa, unable to get up for quite a while. Looking at her heavily swollen belly, she let out a breath:
"Look at now—what else can I say? Look at my legs, then look at my face—they’re all swollen."
This ti, because she was carrying triplets, the pregnancy was extrely arduous. Her daily routine was reduced to eating and sleeping, with little else to aspire to.
Just as she was talking, she let out an "Ah!" Xiao Chen was startled:
"What’s wrong?"
"They’re kicking . I bet it’s not just one baby kicking—when these three decide to kick, it turns into a match. Always kicking. Feel it, go ahead."
When Xiao Chen reached out to touch, sure enough, it felt like drumming—thump thump thump, thump thump thump, thump thump thump.
He found it amusing, but Qin Miaomiao was at her wit’s end. Damn!
They were treating her like a soccer field. These three kids—once they’re out, if they don’t kick the main ball well, they’ll be in big trouble!
"Sis, if I talk to them, do you think they can hear ?"
Qin Miaomiao thought for a mont. "I think so? Otherwise, how do prenatal education practices work? But I’ve heard touch works best."
"Can I touch them more often?"
"Go ahead, give it a try."
Ou Beichen’s hand gently brushed across her clothing, bit by bit, almost as if there was a noticeable reaction. The fetal movents began to intensify, but later, they were soothed and completely cald down!
Qin Miaomiao exhaled heavily:
"Looks like you’re the solution, Xiao Chen. These three little ones typically go wild when they start moving—creating chaos is their specialty."
"Sis, you have it rough."
Qin Miaomiao sighed twice:
"What choice do I have?"
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