Carlos looked at her with serious eyes. "Are you really hungry?"
Celia pouted and nodded.
Carlos let out a long sigh and carefully put her on the sofa, sighing, "pregnant is really troublesome."
Celia was speechless. "I'm sorry! My pregnancy has caused you much trouble! "
Carlos stood up, thinking that he couldn't let his wife and kids starve no matter how uncomfortable he was!
At this moment, he wondered why he was so strong that let her pregnant so quickly?
Celia curled up on the sofa. She turned red at the sight of someone.
But her heart was warm.
As the sun set outside the window, the restaurant, which was not spacious, was covered with a layer of golden radiance.
There were two or three dishes on the table and two pairs of chopsticks were placed next to each other.
The scene was ordinary to Celia, but she thought it was wonderful.
Carlos took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen. He saw Celia sitting at the dining table, holding her chin with both hands and staring blankly at the table.
He came over and patted her little hair. "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat? "
Celia put the things in her head away and replied, "I'm waiting for you to come together."
Carlos sat down, smiling.
The two of them ate quietly and didn't talk too much. The silent atmosphere was so intoxicating.
At this moment, Celia imagined how wonderful it would be if the life could be like this.
She'd better have another two children, and they would laugh around the table.
In fact, the best time is nothing more than when you are laughing, when he is smiling, and living such a warm life.
After dinner, Carlos washed the dishes and took Celia for a walk downstairs.
Celia was a little unhappy.
After dinner, she felt a little tired and wanted to take a nap.
"Who told me that pregnant women should go for a walk?"
The little woman turned around, "humph!"
"So you waited for me downstairs because you missed me so much?"
Celia was stunned. Then she realized that he was trying to block her by using what she had said before.
This guy would never let her win in words.
They walked out of the housing estate slowly.
Carlos tightly wrapped up Celia's small hand with his big hand. After a while, his hand was full of sweat.
She struggled to get rid of his grip, but failed.
"So hot."
Celia protested.
"Are you hot? I don't think so. "
Celia was speechless. She mumbled, "didn't he hold the girl's hand? It's really... "
Carlos was deep in his thoughts. He mumbled, "um I really hold a girl's hand before. "
'you were just a little girl at that time.
Celia had just said that casually. Carlos was an old man almost thirty, so it was normal for him to have a rich and romantic life.
But when she heard him say it in such a serious way, she became curious.
She leaned over and asked with her big eyes blinking, "who is it?"
Carlos looked down at her and said mysteriously, "it should be my first love."
The word "first love" was always filled with a romantic and nostalgic emotion. Once the he mentioned it, he could always easily make her swallow it.
Pouting slightly, he intentionally looked somewhere else with his black pupils and said, "it seems that you miss that very much!"
Looking at the woman who was pretending to be relaxed, Carlos showed a trace of smile in his eyes.
"Yes, first love is always something people miss, and that little girl is so cute."
He not only said "miss", but also praised his first love in front of his wife?
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