Damn it, Who Wants to Have Babies With a Love Rival

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Chapter 63

　　Lin Zhen was called over halfway through his dishes. Now that Chen Hu's house was finished, he came back with his bare feet and washed them carefully several times before continuing to step on them.

　　Ji Congzhe went to bed first and lay down.

　　After an hour, Lin Zhen's vegetables were almost trampled. He put the vegetables into two wine jars, sealed them, took the footbath outside to clean, and took the green vegetable juice and coarse salt from his feet. Wash with soap several times before washing.

　　He returned to the second floor and saw Ji Congzhe lying on his side in the bed, facing outside, still awake.

　　Lin Zhen wiped her feet and went to bed and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

　　Ji Congzhe said nothing and looked at him sadly.

　　"What's wrong? Are you still worried?" Lin Zhen gently put her hand on his big belly, trying to let the warmth of her palm pass through the skin to give him some emotional relief.

　　"Do you think I won't be able to give birth then?"

　　Lin Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned and said, "Don't think so wildly."

　　Ji Congzhe turned around and lay on his back, closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his wrists. After a while, he said in a calm voice, "Lin Zhen, although it's boring to stay in this place where birds don't poop, I really don't want to die suddenly."

　　When Ji Congzhe said this, Lin Zhen's brain's conditioned reflex would think of some pictures that were unbearable for him, and his heart tightened, "Don't think blindly."

　　As if he was afraid of losing, he hugged Ji Congzhe tightly.

　　"If you think about it on the bright side, you can see that both of us were reborn into this world after a car accident in our previous lives, so death is definitely not the end for us. Moreover, if we are really written into the novel by Liu Yumeng , that means the two of us are the protagonists. Have you seen any novel in which the protagonist died early?"

　　After hearing his well-founded words, Ji Congzhe's dim eyes suddenly brightened, "That's right!"

　　Lin Zhen kissed his face and said with a smile, "So don't think too much. If you think too much, it may be really bad for your health."

　　After Ji Congzhe figured it out, he relaxed. Lin Zhen grabbed the quilt and pulled it up around his neck to prevent air leakage.

　　"Go to sleep."

　　Lin Zhen reached out to pull out the lightbulb cord.

　　The room suddenly became dark.

　　Just after Ji Congzhe closed his eyes, he grabbed Lin Zhen's arm again.

　　"What's wrong?"

　　"Lin Zhen, do you still have glycerin at home?"

　　"No, last time you were constipated and you all used up. What's wrong?"

　　Ji Congzhe said excitedly as if he had come up with a great idea, "When you go to town to sell bamboo shoots in the next few days, buy a few more bottles of glycerin. Just buy one...seven or eight bottles."

　　"..." Lin Zhen was a little confused. After all, for the young couple, apart from wiping hands for constipation, the only use of glycerin is...

　　"What do you want so much for? Besides, it's not convenient for you now, and we can't do it a few times in total. How about I wait until you give birth to the baby before I buy it?"