My wife has always been timid

Chapter 1096 Do you know what the disease is?

Buddha.

Su Qingcheng never imagined that after reliving her life, there would be a woman rushing to give birth to a son for her!

The explanation doesn't make sense.

Su Qingcheng knew that Dai Xiaochun had her own set of brain circuits, so she didn't continue to talk to her, and said something more personal, and suddenly thought of her due date: "What month is your due date?"

"It will be February next year."

When talking about the child, Dai Xiaochun's tone clearly overflowed with warmth and tenderness.

"So fast?"

Su Qingcheng was surprised.

Now it's Chinese New Year, according to the lunar calendar, if the due date is February, that generation Xiaochun is now seven months pregnant.

Unexpectedly, during the time she was gone, someone had changed so much.

Dai Xiaochun smiled softly, "Next year will be warm spring in February, and everything on the earth will be revived, full of vitality everywhere. This child is very good at choosing the right time. I hope that when he is born in the future, he will also be a child with majestic vitality like spring." .”

Love can always render people.

Hearing what she said, Su Qingcheng slowly evoked a soft smile on his face.

But after hearing Dai Xiaochun's last words, her smile inevitably froze.

A child with majestic vitality like spring?

But the Mo family gene...

"Xiaochun, I still have something to do here. I will go to Fu's house to have a New Year's dinner tonight, so I won't tell you." Su Qingcheng pretended to be in a hurry.

Dai Xiaochun was also very obedient: "Okay, you are busy first."

"Okay, you also remember to eat more, even though you are abroad, you have to have a lively and lively new year."

"Uh-huh……"

After hearing Dai Xiaochun's response, Su Qingcheng hastily cut off the phone.

Then she went to the study to find Fu Xiuyuan.

At this time, the little guy was also staying in the study with his father, and Fu Xiuyuan was dealing with official business, so the little guy sat obediently on the sofa and flipped through the books.

Good guy, that looks profound.

--"Thick black school"

A thick book, as thick as a little guy's fist, made the corners of Su Qingcheng's eyes twitch uncontrollably.

Dad with kids or mom with kids.

When he was by her side, the little guy read Grimm's fairy tales, but he didn't expect that it would be such a beautiful scene when he was by Fu Xiuyuan's side.

Not to mention the philosophy in it, can the little guy recognize all those words?

"Packed up?"

Seeing her come in, Fu Xiuyuan raised his head from his busy work.

It's only a young year, and the company has not yet reached the time for the holiday. Instead, it gets busier as the year approaches. All departments are working overtime to prepare for the long holiday.

As a result, when he went to Fu's house to eat New Year's dinner, Fu Xiuyuan squeezed time out of it.

Su Qingcheng nodded and walked over.

Seeing her nodding, Fu Xiuyuan glanced at the clock on the wall which said it was half past five, and turned his head to discuss, "I won't be there until six o'clock, it's too early, and I still can't eat the food, so my ears should protest."

There is no one in Fu Zhai's nest that is fuel-efficient.

They might as well just stick to the meal time, eat when it's time, and leave after eating, so as to save themselves from being tortured by Mr. Fu.

"I know."

Su Qingcheng didn't come here to urge him in the first place, and walked over to help him squeeze his sore shoulders for a day out of habit.

Fu Xiuyuan sighed comfortably.

Putting down the documents and pens, resting his hands on his lower abdomen, closing his eyes and falling asleep, he actually enjoyed it like a grandpa.

The little milk bag next to him rolled his eyes.

Squeezing his mommy as hard as he could, Little Naibao dared not speak out against his strict father, gritted his teeth and continued reading.

"Fu Xiuyuan?"

Seeing that Fu Xiuyuan had fallen into the land of tenderness, Su Qingcheng tentatively called out.

"Well, you said..." Fu Xiuyuan was so sinking that he didn't even lift his eyelids because of the beauty's skillful hands pressing on his shoulders.

Su Qingcheng tried his best to serve him better, and said softly: "Before you said that the Mo clan has a genetic disease, do you know what it is?"