Chapter 710: 696, What to do if the little cotton jacket doesnât come (1)_1 Chapter 710: 696, What to do if the little cotton jacket doesnât come (1)_1 The evening sunset brought a thick sense of warmth.
A breeze brushed by, causing the curtains to flutter, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants.
On the soft pillow, the womanâs thick inky hair was randomly spread out, like a piece of fine silk, her porcelain-like cheeks exuded a faint pink color, and the sleeping her, had less sternness in her brows and much more softness.
Subconsciously, her long lashes fluttered, she raised her hand to rub her somewhat groggy head, and sleepily looked around the room, but she didnât find the familiar figure.
She yawned, her eyes were foggy, and she sat up lazily.
Suddenly, the sound of very light footsteps arose.
Jian Qing turned her head to look, her pupils were crystal clear.
The next second, the door opened.
A man with long legs stepped in, his handsome and charming face reflecting in her eyes, the twoâs gazes met in the air, and the corners of Jian Qingâs lips quietly rose.
âAwake?â
Quan Jingwu held a tray in his hand, and when he saw the person sitting on the bed, his deep voice had a few more hints of a soldierâs tenderness.
Jian Qingâs brows curled up as she nodded her head. Just as she was about to get out of bed, he stopped her.
âSit down, donât come down, the floor is cold.â
Quan Jingwu put down the tray, sat down on the edge of the bed, and put the blanket back on her knees.
Jian Qing glanced at the carpet on the floor and couldnât help but smile.
âFirst, eat some porridge. You didnât eat much today.â Quan Jingwu picked up the small bowl, the freshly cooked porridge was still steaming hot.
He scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to her lips: âItâs a bit hot, take it slow.â
Perhaps because she had just slept, her spirits were refreshed, and that previous inexplicable feeling of nausea had disappeared. Jian Qing opened her mouth to eat the fish porridge he fed her.
The emptiness in her stomach was gradually filled with warmth, and she closed her eyes in satisfaction.
âDelicious.â
Seeing her enjoying the food made Quan Jingwu content. He scooped up another spoonful, cooled it a bit, and fed it to her once more.
âIf itâs delicious eat more, after you finish eating we can have some fruit.â
Jian Qing nodded her head and after eating half a bowl, she suddenly remembered the cake she mentioned at the hospital this morning. She quickly said after swallowing the porridge in her mouth: âXiao Jing, my cake.â
Quan Jingwu raised an eyebrow: âStill want to eat?â
Jian Qing quickly nodded her head, her clear eyes looking straight at him: âYou mustnât go back on your word, you said you would buy it.â
Quan Jingwu gave an amused smile, put down the soup spoon and gently scraped her exquisite nose tip: âYou were vomiting so much at noon, can you still eat cake now, hm?â
Recalling how her eyes were slightly red from throwing up in the bathroom at noon, and her pitiful appearance, Quan Jingwuâs relaxed eyebrows furrowed up again.
âI want to eat, I want to eat.â Jian Qing thought he was going back on his word and refusing to let her eat, her white hand grabbed his sleeve and almost caused the porridge in his bowl to spill.
âI already bought the cake, Iâll bring it to you later.â Quan Jingwu held her hand and said doting told her.
âWhen did you buy it?â Jian Qing was stunned.
Quan Jingwu: âI asked Shen Hao to buy it when I came back at noon.â
Hearing this, Jian Qingâs eyes sparkled. She held his neck, gave him a kiss, and made a light smacking sound.
âJing King, I love you the most!â
The sweet sound and frank words moved Quan Jingwu deeply.
He curled his lips: âSilly girl.â
After filling her stomach, Jian Qing couldnât sit still on the bed anymore. She went downstairs with Quan Jingwu. Just as they reached the stairway, they heard lively chatter coming from the living room.
âThis one looks nice, this one is also not bad.â
âNo, this oneâs too small, I think this oneâs better.â
âIf you ask me, just order them all. We can make a separate toy room. The two babies can play in there when they arrive.â
âBut a baby girl and a baby boy wonât play with the same toys. We donât even know the genders of the babies now.â
In the living room, Master Quan had returned from a meeting. A group of people were sitting in the living room, each holding a book and discussing with great enthusiasm.
As soon as Quan Yifei came back from work and heard that Jian Qing was carrying two babies, she was so happy that her mouth nearly curled up to the back of her head.
âIn my opinion, we donât need to buy toys first, first design and decorate the nursery. After we know the genders of the babies, we can buy toys and clothes. Neutral colors for the room should be fine. Whether itâs a boy or a girl can use it.â
âJian Qing, youâre awake.â Weng Ya was facing the stairs, she looked up to see Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu coming down the stairs and called out warmly.
âCome here and sit, weâre discussing about the babies.â
Quan Mingxuan moved to sit next to Quan Yifei, making room for the two of them. Quan Jingwu sat down with Jian Qing in his arms.
Jian Qing saw the books placed on the table, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Magazines of baby clothes, toy magazinesâŠ
Could they be planning to move all the stuff from the baby supplies store in the shopping center back here?
âLittle Qingqing, these are books on nursery decorating styles. Take a look and see which one you like, so we can have someone come over and start decorating tomorrow.â Rhee handed Jian Qing the book she was holding, her smile had not left her face the whole afternoon.
Jian Qing lowered her gaze to the book in her hand, the various styles of baby rooms were all very delicate and warm: âMom, arenât we rushing?
âItâs not early, the baby will be born in a few months. Moreover, after the nursery is decorated, we still have to prepare the babiesâ supplies, so we must prepare early.â Rhee said.
âExactly, sister-in-law, second brother said he is covering all the babiesâ toys. Donât be polite with him, just buy as much as you want.â Quan Yifei pointed at Quan Mingxuan and said with a grin.
Thinking of the soon to be little boy and girl calling him uncle made Quan Mingxuan extremely happy, and he generously said: âYifei is right, just buy whatever you want.â
His niece and nephew definitely deserved all the spoiling in the world.
âGood child, donât be polite with him, pick whatever you like.â Quan Jingwuâs hand circled around her from behind, flipping through the book, and picking out nursery styles.
Jian Qingâs lips went slightly up as she bowed her head and started selecting with him.
âIs this one good?â Quan Jingwuâs chin was resting on her shoulder, and when he looked at the book, he was even more serious than when he looks at company documents.
Jian Qing followed his pointing finger and saw a light purple nursery, which was obviously a little princess style. She gave him a glance, and her smile exuded a sense of helplessness.
This man really canât forget about his little cotton padded jacket.
She suddenly felt sorry for her son, how could he be ignored by his father like this.
âLet me see, let me see.â
Quan Yifei was the closest to the two of them, hearing Quan Jingwuâs words, she leaned over for a peek and couldnât help but laugh.
âThird brother, isnât the style you picked a bit too much of a little princess? What if sister-in-law is carrying a little prince?â
This father was incredibly biased.
Quan Jingwu glanced at her lightly, and said with a cool voice: âQuan Yifei, do you want to go back to the office and work overtime?â
Everyone kept saying little prince. If his little cotton padded jacket heard it and decided not to come because of it, who was going to compensate him his little cotton padded jacket?