Chapter 1058: third masters high-profile fusion, fierce dog food (1)

Translator: 549690339

in the study of the capital of yunjin.

other than the sound of song fengwan flipping through the pages, there was only the sound of fu chen typing on the keyboard. she suddenly felt nauseous in her chest and stomach, and her face turned white in an instant. before fu chen could react, she turned over, lay on the trash can at the side, and retched.

fu chen hurried over and patted her back. is it that serious?

she had already taken a lot of medicine and food to suppress her morning sickness, but the effects were short-lived.

alright, its fine now.

!!

after all this, song fengwans face turned pale. her morning sickness had only lasted for a few days, but she had already lost a lot of weight.

ill carry you back to rest. fu chens hands pa.s.sed through her calves and waist, and he picked her up easily.

she was even skinnier than before she got pregnant.

after returning to the room, fu chen poured a gla.s.s of water for her, his eyes locked on her stomach.

what are you doing? song fengwan subconsciously took a step back and clutched her stomach.

why are you hiding? im not going to do anything to him.

fu chen narrowed his eyes, his tone normal.

i just feel that this little guy is too much of a troublemaker

song fengwan pursed her lips. why do i feel like you want to beat him up?

how is that possible? fu chen thought to himself,if you want to fight, you have to wait until hes born.

baby fu was speechless.

song fengwan vomited again before falling asleep from exhaustion. fu chen stared at her and his gaze fell on her stomach.little thing, if you keep doing this, i wont let you off when you come out.

some time ago, she had stayed up late to rush the design drafts and had just made up for it, but it was all gone.

baby fu was speechless.

im telling you, ill have a way to cure you. if you behave now, youll have a good life when youre born.

dont always think about how to play around.

when qiao aiyun knocked on the door and entered, she was holding a bowl of homemade medicine that could suppress morning sickness.

wanwans asleep? she lowered her voice, her eyes full of heartache.

yes. fu chen nodded.

when i was outside, i heard people talking inside. i thought she wasnt asleep.

i just said a few words to the baby. fu chens lips curved into a smile. it looked like

harmless to humans and animals.

i just called him a little thing, and now im a baby?

ill give you the best actor, okay!

its good to talk to the baby more. qiao aiyun was getting more and more satisfied with fu chen. in fact, a womans pregnancy could really reflect a mans character in certain aspects. he was very patient.

she didnt know that third master fu wasnt having a heart-to-heart talk with baby fu, but was threatening him.

alright, you can go back to your work. ill stay here and watch over wanwan. qiao aiyun asked him to leave. after all, he was busy with work.

ill have to trouble you.

were family, no need to be so polite.

fu chen went back to the study to deal with company affairs. he took out a notebook from the drawer, which recorded song fengwans pregnancy in detail.

probably no one would have thought that fu chen would actually write a pregnancy diary.

and todays content only had two lines:

[ wanwan vomited 4 times. ]

[ this little guy is too restless. he needs to be taught a lesson. ]

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the next morning, fu chen got up early to copy scriptures and walk his dog. his life was orderly.

hows fu xinhan today? song feng had a cla.s.s at 8 pm, so he woke up early.

standing in the courtyard, the cold wind blew and the autumn wind rustled. the copper bells under the veranda eaves jingled.

autumn in the capital always came particularly early. when she video-called little yan xiansen, he was still eating watermelon in a tank top.

its still the same. fu xinhan was squatting on the ground, and fu chen was combing his hair.

are you sick? bring him to take a look when youre free. fu xinhan didnt like to move much recently. he used to be very excited when he looked at everyone, but recently, he was always drowsy.

fu xinhan looked at song fengwan with droopy eyes. in fact, they had not allowed it into the house recently, and the little animal was very sensitive. it always felt that it had done something wrong, or that it was not liked, so it was unhappy

but at this moment, fu chen said,

maybe ive been losing so much fur recently that im almost bald. im afraid of being despised by my old lovers, so im a little autistic.

fu xinhan,the dog is dead, i have something to burn!

early in the morning, song fengwan received a message from a cla.s.smate.

[ congratulations in advance. you have won the first prize in this design compet.i.tion. its an internal news. when its announced, remember to treat us to a meal. ]

this student was the vice president of the student union, and he was usually in charge of publicity. there was news that the results of the compet.i.tion would be out in the next two days, and they had probably heard the news.

she smiled and replied to his message, [ ill definitely treat you to a meal. ]