Chapter 344

In the face of Ling Xiaohan's serious questions.

Ji Qianchen, with a thick neck, quibbled, "no, I designed it on purpose. It's sexy."

"What's my size you forgot?"

"I......"

Ji Qianchen's words ended in a moment.

Why is the topic so dirty.

"Well, it's time to forget that I haven't touched you for so long. It's nearly three months."

Ling Xiaohan throws that underpants back into the bag, which reminds Ji Qianchen of the light cloud.

Oh, no, she forgot about herself for nearly three months.

Although there is no obvious increase in the abdomen, it's really true. It's about ten weeks.

The day of ushering in this new life is getting closer and closer. There is an uncontrollable excitement and joy in my heart.

They will have children soon, belonging to her and Ling Xiaohan's children.

Ling Xiaohan bent over and took out the second dress she designed for him.

This is a T-shirt.

There is a skull in the front and a leather shoe in the back.

"Excuse me, what kind of taste is it?" Ling Xiaohan really doesn't understand where this woman's fashion point is?

"The combination of dark hell and red skin prawns can definitely ignite the fashion trend." Ji Qianchen's eyes were laughing, bending into a crescent curve.

The hairy smile and smile made Lingxiao cold and sweaty.

She definitely designed these clothes on purpose.

"You think I can wear it?"

Ling Xiaohan turned his eyes and stuffed his clothes back into the bag.

He's a good president, but he can't wear such non mainstream clothes.

"It's OK to try to switch some styles. Don't be a suit and suit all day long."

Ji Qianchen's voice just fell, Ling Xiaohan took out the third set, "what is this?"

After reading it for a long time, he didn't understand what it was.

"It's a combination of beach pants and sun suits. If you go to the seaside, you must wear beach pants. Then you can not wear them on your upper body. With a transparent sun suit, you can not only resist ultraviolet rays, but also show your perfect chest and abdominal muscles..." Ji Qianchen is excited to think about it.

Ling Xiaohan reached out his hand and patted her on the forehead. "It's time to wake up."

"I don't care. You have to wear the clothes I designed. Now it's almost spring. You can wear some of them."

Ling Xiaohan covers her head with that wonderful combination of beach pants and sunscreen, "he will have another son to wear."

"Why in the future? Isn't there one in my stomach?"

"Must be a daughter."

"Then in three or four months, let's go and have a B-scan to see if it's male or female?"

"No, I was born to know."

Ling Xiaohan is afraid that he will lose his temper if he is a son.

"By the way, I also designed a parent-child outfit." Ji Qianchen suddenly remembered.

Turn out three shirts at the bottom of the bag.

The back of the white shirt is embroidered with different figures.

Handsome father, beautiful mother, lovely baby.

"How do you like this one?"

Ji Qianchen has spent a lot of time on this set. It's not random.

"Well, that's good. Keep this one."

Ling Xiaohan took out the set of parents and children's clothes, and put the rest back into the bag.

"Hey, you don't need any of these. I've designed them for you." Ji Qianchen pointed to the bag of clothes and questioned Ling Xiaohan.

"For my son."

"It's going to be more than 20 years."

"Then donate it to the disaster area."

"Ling Xiaohan, you are kind. My wife designed clothes for you with a big stomach. In a word, she donated them to the disaster area. Don't you know how to donate money to the disaster area? I don't like the clothes I design Ji Qianchen sat aside with his mouth open and sulky.

"No disrespect. It's just not very nice. "

Ling Xiaohan went to comfort her. What can he say

Ji Qianchen glared at him, and his beautiful eyes swept a trace of cold air. "If you don't look good, you will be rejected."

"Not really." Ling Xiaohan argues.

I don't dare to dislike my wife's things.

"Haha, put on a suit and show it to the servants and housekeepers. I have a spring suit here, yes. " Ji Qianchen rummaged in the bag for a long time.

I found the red spring dress. It's a sweater with a hat. There's a big mouth monkey at the back. There are two small ears on the hat.

"Yes, that's it. Happy. Anyway, the new year is coming soon. It's good to wear. "

When Ji Qianchen brought that dress to Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiao's cold face is a little dark, but he feels the sky is falling apart.

Why did he marry such a woman to go home.A husband in a pit.

"Take it, and change it."

Ji Qianchen put the dress into Ling Xiaohan's hand. Push him to the bathroom.

After pushing for a long time, he stood still just like the mountain.

"If you don't want to go to the bathroom to change it, you can change it on the spot. Anyway, it's nothing to change it in front of me. At most, I make a fool of myself and look at your figure more."

“……”

Be oppressed to put on the wonderful clothes to die, but also to see the light of the body.

I feel wronged when I come back from work.

"Come here and change it for me." Ling Xiaohan reaches out and grabs her small hand and pulls her into his arms.

Strong masculine air is coming.

Hard as iron chest oppresses Ji Qianchen's thin body.

Two of her little hands were clasped to his suit jacket and "taken off."

"So adult, still let the wife take off clothes for you everyday, are you ashamed?" Ji Qianchen muttered to himself, while he unbuttoned Ling Xiaohan's suit jacket and peeled it off his body.

Next is the shirt.

One by one.

The little hand touched his hot chest, which was full of faint ambiguity.

Half of the time, Ling Xiaohan suddenly pushed her down on the workbench and held her shoulders in his hands.

The close handsome face, the lofty eyes, deep.

Ji Qianchen's heart fluttered wildly, covering his stomach, "don't frighten our baby."

"Not bad."

Or a small embryo, how to scare?

"What do you want?"

"Kiss you."

"Can we kiss in a different position?"

Ji Qianchen fell on the table, which made her uncomfortable.

"How about that?"

Ling Xiaohan hooks her waist and catches her up.

Hold her with both hands, let her feet spread out and hang on his waist, and hook his neck with both hands.

"It's a good pose. I like it." Ji Qianchen smiles sweetly, actively clings to his neck, and delivers his delicate pink lips.

The fierce kiss made the body of two people warm up quickly.

Ling Xiaohan, who was only wearing a thin shirt, didn't feel cold at all.

Wrapped by the kiss of deep love, it is burning, with infinite amorous feelings.

Dinner is ten.

The housekeeper knocked on the door and told them to come downstairs for dinner.

Ling Xiaohan, who had changed his clothes, came to the door, and was too late to open it.

In this dress, he went downstairs. What's his Majesty in Ling's family?