Chapter 175 Little Happiness

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?



Little girl!

How dare he call that woman like that!

Humph!

Looking at her angry face, Carlos felt funny.

She was jealous with herself. This woman must be the only one in the world.

"Since you love her so much, why did you break up with her?" Celia asked in a low voice.

With the mention of the past, the cold expression on Carlos's face disappeared. The light in his eyes
was hard to see through.

"That's all over now."

The obvious evasion from Celia made her even more upset. When she was about to ask more, Carlos
asked in reply, "what about you? Who is your first love? Don't tell me it's Ron. "

Celia could not believe what she had heard

ok

She was wrong about the matter with Ron.

However, the first person she really liked was not Ron.

Why should she say it? Because even herself was not sure that those days were a little blurry.

"Really Ron?"

There was a hint of displeasure in Carlos's tentative tone.



"Of course not!"

Carlos was surprised at first, and then his eyes gradually brightened. He slightly raised his eyebrows
and asked, "then who is it?"

"If I tell you the truth, you don't know her either."

Thinking of the past, Carlos was not the only one feeling depressed.

"Do you like him?"

Celia kept silent. After a while, she seemed relieved. "Just as you said, those were all in the past."

"Then What if he comes back for you? "

Celia's hands were tightened unconsciously by Carlos's. her eyes darkened. She lowered her head and
said in a low voice, "no way."

Besides, she had no idea who the man was? Maybe she would not recognize him even if he stood in
front of her.

Sometimes, she even doubted whether there was a person in this world, or a person, or it was her
illusion.

"I'm just assuming."

Celia kept silent for a moment. Then she raised her head to look at Carlos and said, "even if he comes
back to me, I will never be together with him again."

Carlos asked with his eyes trembling, "why?"



Celia's lips suddenly curled into a smile. Her watery eyes were like the brightest star. She stared at
Celia fondly and said slowly.

"Because I already have you!"

Carlos was stunned. He didn't expect that the shy little woman would make such a deep confession of
love. She turned to his side with the other arm around her waist, and then bent down to give a gentle
kiss on her forehead. Even the air around seemed to become sweet because of the kiss.

Hand in hand, they walked from the residence estate to the street outside.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, he went to a busy street with neon lights flashing.

There were also many couples or couples walking hand in hand like them passing by.

They talked about their daily life in a soft voice. Sometimes when the boy didn't know what he was
talking, the lover next to him would lean in his arms with a sweet smile.

They were one of the ordinary lovers now. They had the most common but most precious happiness.

A young couple walked over to them. A girl about three or four years old was standing in the middle,
and her little face was as red as a small apple.

Her two chubby hands were held separately by her parents, and her two black braids were swaying
with her jumping movements. She looked so lovely.

Both Carlos's and Celia's eyes were attracted by the adorable little girl. Celia put her hand on her flat
lower abdomen subconsciously.

There were two babies in it!

Was it a boy or a girl?



"Hey!"

Celia elbowed Carlos who was standing next to her.

Carlos looked at her in surprise.

"Do you like boys or girls?"


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