"No She said quickly, "it's just fetal movement." Before the fetal movement, just some vague, very vague.
And this time the fetal movement, but it is very clear, can obviously feel the Tao.
"Fetal movement?" Ye Wenming was shocked. Obviously, he didn't expect that it would be because of this.
Looking at his unexpected look, Zhuo qianyun almost didn't think much, so she took Ye Wenming's hand and put it on her abdomen. "You see, the baby is still moving."
There was a moment of stiffness in his body. When the palm of his hand was pressed against her abdomen, he also felt the beating.
It's really... Fetal movement.
A novel and strange feeling, along the palm, slowly spread, and finally throughout the body.
What she's carrying in her stomach... Is his child, his child of Ye Wenming!
Some pictures flashed in his mind, which also made his eyes deeper.
Fetal movement stopped, and Zhuo qianyun now also returned to God.
What is she doing?! Actually holding his hand, let him touch his abdomen! And what's more embarrassing is... Now Mingming has no fetal movement, but his hand is still sticking to her abdomen.
Her face flushed slightly, and the position of her abdomen seemed to become more hot.
"That... Thank you!" She stepped back in a panic, took her thermos cup from his hand, and hurriedly stuffed it into her backpack, ready to leave.
Ye Wenming looked at the empty palm of his hand in a dazed way, and his expression changed.
A moment later, he walked toward the elevator and said to Zhuo qianyun, who was waiting for the elevator, "I'll take you back to the hotel."
"Why?" Zhuo qianyun was stunned.
These days, ye Wenming has been ignoring her, but now he wants to... Send her back to the hotel?
"Don't you always want to talk about it? Then we'll go to your hotel and have a good talk. " He said.
This, for her, is like the sound of nature.
Her face immediately a joy, "do you really want to have a good talk with me?"
"What else? Why do you think I'm taking you back to the hotel? " He said.
The elevator came, two people into the elevator, came to the underground garage here.
The driver was already waiting, respectfully opened the door and let the two get on.
Ye Wenming reports the name of Zhuo qianyun's hotel to the driver.
Zhuo Qian Yun micro Leng for a while, then relieved. After all, Liang Fang was looking for the hotel, and he would know that it was a matter of course.
When they came to Zhuo qianyun hotel room, ye Wenming looked around the room, and Zhuo qianyun said, "what would you like to drink? There's a lot to drink in this refrigerator. "
"No, I'm here just to make some words clear to you, so that you can continue to come to our company every day. Although I never care about any gossip, some rumors, if spread by more people, will have a bad impact on the company. " He said, went directly to the French window, opened the curtain, looking out of the window.