Chapter 1948: The Green Grassland on the Head of the Korean Film Emperor 3

Han Luoqi took another piece of fish and put it in her bowl, "Actually, it's not all for you. It's always good to learn some cooking skills.

Anyway, I will do all the housework after getting married, so it would be better to learn to cook as soon as possible. "

"Do you do housework?"

"Didn't you say you don't like having a nanny at home? If I don't do it, why don't you do it?"

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

After all, I didn't study it just for her...

Han Luoqi also noticed it, and it seemed that the topic had come back again.

He was also a little strange. He immediately started to learn it as soon as his brain got excited, and he didn't think about the reason at all.

Now speaking of it, why is it all for her?

My mind is a little confused, so I just don’t think about it.

"Eat more. Others gain dozens of pounds during pregnancy. Why don't you gain any weight at all?"

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

A few dozen pounds fatter...

That's not a ball anymore.

"The baby is not fat even during pregnancy."

"She is pregnant with three children and has four mouths to eat the nutrients of one body. Can you have the same food with two mouths?

Eat quickly, I will make braised fish for you tomorrow. "

After dinner, Zhuang Xuejun was not used to having an extra person at home, so he returned to the room early.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and read for a while, and suddenly I felt hungry.

Pregnant people are particularly prone to hunger and should eat smaller meals more often.

If she was at home, she would go down to make midnight snack.

But now it's not our own home, so it's a little inconvenient.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go down to find something to eat or just endure it, he heard a knock on the door.

Confused, he opened the door and saw Han Luoqi standing outside the door holding a bowl of sugar water.

"Are you hungry? Let's have some late-night snacks. Don't worry, I've asked the doctor about the less sugary ones. You can eat them in moderation."

"Thanks."

Zhuang Xuejun took the sugar water and carried it in.

"Don't close the door yet, I'm going to bring something up."

After saying that, Han Luoqi turned around and went downstairs, bringing an incubator in, "I cooked porridge and put it in it, and some snacks. If you are hungry at night, you can get up and eat without running up and down.

The doctor said that pregnant women are prone to hunger and should eat smaller meals more frequently, so I made everything into small portions. "

Zhuang Xuejun was silent. Why didn't he realize that he was such a careful person before?

Everything was thought of for her.

Han Luoqi lay on the bed at night, tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep.

He is a bit of a bed-addict, and he can only sleep comfortably in his own bed.

So every time I was filming on location, my sleep quality was very poor, and I had to catch up on my sleep after I came back.

When people can't sleep, they tend to have random thoughts. He thought of Zhuang Xuejun's words today.

Does he like her?

Do you like her?

he does not know.

Probably not, at most I have a good impression.

The person he liked before was Xia Weibao, how could he suddenly fall in love with her?

He is not a prodigal who can easily fall in love with someone else.

As for why she was so concerned about Zhuang Xuejun, it was probably due to her sense of responsibility. After all, he was the one who suppressed her innocence, so she couldn't be so irresponsible.

After much deliberation, this is the most reasonable statement.

But why do I think of Xia Weibao less and less after being together with Zhuang Xuejun?

In the end, I didn't think about it at all. When I faced her, I felt very calm, without the pounding feeling at the beginning.

I turned over again, feeling bad all over since I couldn't sleep.

Zhuang Xuejun's words about "does he like her" kept replaying in his mind.

Lingering.

Finally I couldn't stand it anymore, so I suddenly turned over and sat up, walking to the door of the master bedroom.

Holding a pillow, I was very confused, hesitating whether to knock on the door or not.