From Luo Yan, you can see her moonlight projecting into her eyes.

"How cute," Back to the familiar place, Lin Miao felt sleepy and his voice began to become vague.

Luo Yan looked at her and suddenly stretched out his finger and gently stroked her eyes.

Feeling the chill at the fingertips, Lin Miao opened his eyes.

Luo Yan hugged her gently, "It's too late, go to bed."

He said softly.

Lin Miao silently and fell into his arms very naturally.

Holding Nuannuan's waist, Lin Miao suddenly pinched it.

Luo Yan's back was straight and his whole body was tense.

"It's too thin," Lin Miao poked and pinched, and measured it by the way.

It's even thinner than her waist.

Thinking about how he looked like a few months later, Lin Miao turned into a lemon spirit.

Since I knew Lin Miao was pregnant, Luo Yan has been indifferent, and he can resist this now.

He hurriedly grabbed her hand and said softly: "Okay, go to bed."

Lin Miao hummed and breathed for a long time.

Just as she woke up, she arranged to go to the kitchen.

Before Luo Yan woke up, he heard her muttering, and just agreed a few vaguely and fell asleep.

Lin Miao changed into cheap clothes and came to the kitchen.

"Why are you here?" In the kitchen, the chef was busy making breakfast.

"I'll get something, don't worry about me."

Lin Miao smiled and took out the medicinal materials.

I was a little lazy a while ago, and some of these medicinal herbs have become old.

She picked out the bad ones and weighed them.

The chef cooked the porridge and came over and said, "What can I help?"

Lin Miao’s medicinal food is a unique place in the whole city.

The chef naturally wants to learn.

"It really is," Lin Miao pointed to the dried vegetables next to her.
Chapter completed!