Luo Yan leaned forward slightly.

The aroma becomes stronger and stronger.

Lin Miao hurriedly retreated, but forgot that there was a seat behind him.

She sat down and looked up alertly at Luo Yan who was bent down.

Luo Yan looked at her black eyes, pursed his lips and held his breath, and the little anger that had just risen instantly turned into a pool of water.

"You are busy first. I have moved back to the small building. When you have time, let's sit down and talk slowly."

He suddenly stood up and walked with big strides.

Lin Miao let out a long sigh and leaned on the back of the chair dejectedly.

Even though rationally told himself countless times, they had broken up.

But in her heart, she always felt that they were still inextricably linked.

But just now, when she saw that scene, she had to wake up.

They have broken up.

As early as three years ago, they returned to the bridge and the road was back to the road.

She covered her face with her hands and her shoulders trembled gently.

Meng Yuran came out of the escort ward and saw her like this, quietly retreated back.

"Why are you back?"

Qian Mengmeng was holding her waist and strolling on the ground. When she saw him coming back, she was very surprised.

"Miaomiao seems to be crying," Meng Yuran whispered.

"That fool," Qian Mengmeng sighed.

She held Meng Yuran's hand and continued to walk, "You can call your cousin later and tell him that he should be careful recently and not be stupid."

Meng Yuran nodded.

Speaking of which, for the big events of this cousin's life, the couple was really worried.

It's a bitter tears to think about it.

The nurse came over to check how the cervix was opened.

Meng Yuran retreated outside.

Lin Miao has already controlled his emotions.

Seeing him coming, he asked, "How is it?"

"What about the examination," Meng Yuran said and looked at the ward.

Soon, the nurse came out to inform the patient that he was going to the delivery room.

Meng Yuran agreed with a loud voice and went in.

"Where are you going," the nurse stopped him, "waiting outside."

Meng Yuran was stunned and stood obediently against the door frame.

On the side, the indicator light of the delivery room was on.

Lin Miao glanced at it and said, "It will take a while for production. What do you eat? I'll buy some."

"Whatever," Meng Yuran stared at the lamp and answered randomly.

Lin Miao actually didn't have the heart to eat, but thinking that Mengmeng still needed their care, she could only replenish her energy.

She went to the hospital entrance to buy some bread and drinks. When she came back, she saw a rich old lady sitting next to Meng Yuran.

"Aunt Zhang," Lin Miao took the bottle of water and sent it over.

Zhang Man took it and saw Lin Miao in a mess. He apologized: "It's all Mengmeng who makes trouble. Did you scare you just now?"

"It's okay," Lin Miao smiled and said, "Mengmeng is very strong and doesn't make a fuss when it hurts. She keeps going to the hospital."

Zhang Man nodded, "This kid is a nonsense, but he is still quite calm in big matters."

Turning around, he slapped his backhand, "Not like this guy, he is numb at critical moments and can't help with anything."

Zhang Man was very strong, and Meng Yuran was so painful that she grinned her teeth.

Lin Miao smiled.

As a mother-in-law, it is enough to be able to protect her shortcomings.

She took out the bottle and handed the others over.

"Eat something."

"I can't eat it," Meng Yuran sighed.

"You have to eat it even if you can't eat it," Zhang Man said fiercely.

"Or what if Mengmeng comes back later, will you let us two women move the bed?"

Meng Yuran was afraid of his mother. Even though he had no appetite at all, he had to open the packaging bag and bite the bread hard.

Lin Miao smiled and unscrewed the bottle cap and took a small sip.

Nearly two hours later, the baby's crying came from the delivery room.

"I'm born," Meng Yuran jumped up from his seat and stumbled to the door of the delivery room.

"Why haven't come out yet?" The glass of the delivery room was reflective, and it was impossible to see inside from the outside. Wu Qing, who had been calm and steady since he came, looked anxiously on tiptoe.

Finally, news came from the delivery room.

Soon, Qian Mengmeng, who looked tired, was pushed out.

Behind him, the nurse held the newly born baby and met Meng Yuran and his son, and congratulated him with a smile.

"It's a boy, very lively."

While speaking, the baby was stretching his legs and feet, moving every time.

"Oh, my good grandson," Zhang Man leaned over with a loving look on his face and teased her pamperingly.

Meng Yuran ran to Qian Mengmeng and saw her resting with her eyes closed, then turned to the doctor who was taking off her mask.

"How is my wife?"

"It's quite smooth," the doctor said: "The patient is young, and as long as he takes care of himself, he will be fine after a few days."

"That's good," Meng Yuran finally relaxed completely when he knew that both mother and son were fine.

He lowered his head, smiled at Qian Mengmeng, his feet became soft and he was dizzy.

"Meng Yuran," Lin Miao reacted the fastest, rushed over and pulled him.

I didn't expect Meng Yuran to be too heavy, but instead took her down.

The doctor and nurse rushed over and helped the two of them up in a row.

Qian Mengmeng was awakened and turned her head to ask what was wrong.

"It's okay, you go to the ward first, we'll come soon," Zhang Man blocked Qian Mengmeng's vision and coaxed her softly.

Qian Mengmeng almost exuded all her physical strength, and that movement was all her strength.

The nurse retreated her.

"Hurry up, your wife is gone," Zhang Man kicked Meng Yuran, and even fainted. It was so unpromising.

Meng Yuran struggled and looked at Lin Miao embarrassedly.

Lin Miao pretended not to pay attention and hurriedly chased Qian Mengmeng.

Qian Mengmeng was already asleep at this moment. Lin Miao saw it, greeted Zhang Man, and left.

Zhang Man looked at her back and nodded, "This girl Xiaolin is really good."

Meng Yuran nodded in agreement.

"You still have the face to nod, you are still the boss of the Meng family, not even as good as a little girl," Zhang Man looked disgusted.

"Mom, can that be the same?"

Meng Yuran was very dissatisfied.

The one who gave birth to a child was his wife, so he was nervous.

On the escalator, Lin Miao's heart was empty.

When she returned to the dormitory, she packed her luggage without stopping.

In the past two years, she has basically not bought much clothes.

Although the ones I brought earlier were not broken, most of them were worn out.

After cleaning up, she carried her smaller clothes downstairs.
To be continued...