Chapter 596, in front of the window in the morning, the continuous autumn rain provokes love.

Without the sunshine and thin clouds of the past, the sudden cold of the temperature makes Ling Xiaomei unable to help frowning: Winter is really coming.

You can't go shopping, or you really want to take her around the capital, buy all her favorite winter clothes, bow down and kiss Mutian on her forehead, and she's still asleep.

Ling Xian dressed herself, fingertips flipped in front of the wardrobe, and finally quietly picked up her mobile phone to call Qushiwen, so that she could take all the magazines of all brands of maternity clothes...