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Chapter 1410 Do you like it on the ninth day of the lunar month?

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    With his footsteps moving, Song Chujiu subconsciously stepped into the room.

    "When did you prepare it?"

    Why has she never known?

    The rooms at home are being renovated, there¡¯s no way she wouldn¡¯t know.

    "After we came back from the island." Xiao Moqing looked at the woman's back standing in front of the crib, "The decoration was carried out after we went to country m."

    Song Chujiu silently looked around at the surrounding decorations and furnishings. The colors were warm and the patterns were childlike. However, she could still see some of the strictness and obsessive-compulsive disorder that only Xiao Moqing had from certain styles in the room.

    The cloud patterns on the wall are all the same size, and the patterns of flowers and plants are also very regular. They don't look like flowers and plants in the wild, but more like a neatly trimmed lawn.

    Song Chujiu looked at the paintings on the wall.

    The colors are well matched and the paintings are beautiful.

    It¡¯s just that innocent things usually don¡¯t need to be so meticulous. Occasionally, they are a little casual, which makes them even more cute.

    "However, the handwriting of Xiao Moqing seems to have been carefully measured.

    Song Chujiu looked back at him, "Did you design all these yourself?"

    Xiao Moqing unnaturally avoided her gaze, "part of it is not."

    Song Chujiu looked around and saw that there was a small part that was slightly different from the overall style.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s eyes became even more sore, and the tears that had finally stopped fell again.

    This time, her back was turned to him, and he didn't see the expression on her face, only thinking that she was watching seriously.

    "Wherever you feel it needs to be changed, I can have it revised."

    There is still more than half a year until the child is born, so there is plenty of time.

    Song Chujiu said nothing, silently picking up the doll on the crib and playing with it unconsciously.

    Her heart felt like it was blocked by a very huge, very sharp boulder, weighing her down so much that she couldn't breathe, and it was cutting her heart bit by bit.

    Just because he didn't say it didn't mean that she didn't expect it.

    He has always been the kind of person whose actions speak louder than words.

    If he really had no expectations at all, why did he take the time to design all this with his own hands when he was so busy?

    She could even imagine that while he was looking through those childish picture albums, he frowned and disliked the childishness but continued to paint and change the pictures.

    Her heart felt like countless dense needles were pierced.

    After knowing that she had lost this child, she had never been as sad as she is now.

    So sad that I wish I could die.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s hand passed over the crib.

    The palms of my hands felt like they had been burned with hot oil, and they were in constant pain.

    The sadness turned into bone-crushing pain that spread from her heart to her whole body.

    Xiao Moqing's voice came from behind her.

    "Chujiu, do you like it?"

    Although his voice sounded as cold as usual, it was slightly tense.

    Her birthday present.

    If her child is still alive, receiving such a gift should be the happiest moment in her life.

    But now, it has become the most painful and unforgettable moment in her life.

    Song Chujiu wiped the tears from his eyes and looked back at Xiao Moqing.

    The man stood at the door, his dark and deep eyes falling on her for a moment.

    Seeing her turn back, Xiao Moqing's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was afraid that she would be dissatisfied.

    Song Chujiu raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled at him, his brisk voice mixed with a subtle tremor.

    "I like it very much." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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