Chapter 426

The kiss made Lingxiao more and more cold.

The delicate lips are like poisonous poppies. It's not enough to taste them. The deeper they sink.

Desire is aroused.

Ling Xiaohan's hand slipped into her skirt unconsciously. Gently through the cloth slowly whirling.

Gulu Gulu -

a very disappointed belly call stops Ling Xiaohan's action.

"Hungry?"

A crisp voice came into her ear.

Ji Qianchen bit his lips and nodded awkwardly. "Your son is hungry."

"Daughter." Ling Xiaohan emphasizes again.

"Well done, daughter."

It's really defeated by him. He is as stubborn as a cow. If he had a son, he would have to knead him to death, so it's better to have a daughter.

The dinner downstairs, the white table, is placed with excellent nutrition for pregnant women.

Ling Xiaohan personally urges Ji Qianchen to finish the meal on the table.

"This bacon is good. Open your mouth." Ling Xiaohan used his fork to pick it up and send it to Ji Qianchen.

"I'll do it myself. You are an injured person, so you should be taken care of. "

"You're pregnant."

The question of time, injury and pregnant women who should be taken care of more haunts the mind.

Finally, Ji Qianchen gives up resistance, opens his mouth and takes the food he feeds.

Every bite is eaten clean.

Somehow, Ji Qianchen's mouth was stuck with a grain of white rice.

With Ji Qianchen's chewing lips and cheeks, Baimi rice seems to dance in her lips.

"You get together."

Ling Xiao's cold ink eyes narrowed slightly, and hooked her fingers.

"Why?" Ji Qianchen is not on guard at all, and he gathers up the past.

Ling Xiaohan leaned forward, kissed the corner of her lips, bit the rice, then transferred it to her lips, and pried off her lips.

Ji Qianchen's hands were hanging on the table, holding the knife and fork tightly.

This kiss, let the knife and fork in her hand naturally hold.

"Well..."

On one side, rob and zhe have formed a natural reflex, turning their heads and looking away in embarrassment.

A kiss is over.

Ling Xiaohan reluctantly released her lips.

Licked the lips with the smell of food, the aftertaste is endless.

"Why kiss me when you eat?"

"Help you clean your face."

So the rice in her mouth just now was not left in lingxiaohan's mouth but licked from her face.

Ji Qianchen wiped his face with his hand. "Are you disgusted?"

"I don't feel sick about the things on your own face. Do you feel sick?" Ling Xiaohan picks up his eyebrows, picks up his knife and fork again, and delivers the cut meat to her bowl.

"I thought you'd hate it."

Ji Qianchen lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.

"I'm not going to use that word for you." Ling Xiao cold head, fork up a bacon, slowly into his mouth.

After dinner, Ling Xiaohan holds Ji Qianchen and leans on a reclining chair in the courtyard to look at the stars.

It's a rare and pleasant life, no one's nagging, no noise.

A peaceful island.

From time to time there was the sound of the waves.

It's like a rhythmic Nocturne.

"Husband, what do you like about me?"

When she is quiet, she will think of some strange questions.

"Silly."

"Shit, where am I stupid?"

"It's stupid everywhere, my silly girl."

Ling Xiaohan pinched her cheek and looked at the starry sky.

"It's over. If you have a silly son, you can't cry to death."

"Knead to death."

Ling Xiaohan said cruelly.

"You are so bloodthirsty and cruel, how can I safely give birth to a child in this world?" Ji Qianchen stroked the round belly and sighed.

"And then?"

"Kill in the stomach."

"You try."

Ling Xiao emphasized coldly that Ji Qianchen could feel the chill transmitted from him.

"And then you strangle me, don't you?" Ji Qianchen's naughty smile turned his head and pinched Ling Xiaohan's earlobe.

People say that people with big earlobes have good fortune. Lingxiaohan is one of these types, which is relatively thick and thick.

"No, if you killed our child yourself, I'll put you on the bed and ask for another one immediately."

"Animals."

"It's not so good to be able to kill one's own children, that's all for one another."

"Ha ha." Ji Qianchen smiled heartily.

"Or how can we say that birds of a feather flock together?"I lived comfortably on the island for two days.

On the third night, Ji Qianchen was awakened in his sleep.

Look up. The people next to you are no longer there.

There has been a knock at the door.

Ji Qianchen gets up, yawns and opens the door.

Rob stood outside the room.

"Young lady, put on a coat. Young master asked me to take you to a place."

Mysterious God, looked around, did not find Ling Xiaohan figure.

"What about others?"

Ji Qianchen frowned and asked.

"You'll see later. You want to get dressed and come downstairs with me."

Ji Qianchen looks at the time on the wall. It's 11:45.

What are you taking her for so late.

Change your clothes and go downstairs.

Follow rob out of the yard and go straight ahead.

It took about ten minutes to walk.

Turn a corner.

Ji Qianchen saw a colorful world.

She covered her mouth with surprise.

Constantly changing the lights of the color lights, along a long wooden plank road, flashing Hua mang.

"Little madam, follow the direction of the lantern, there will be surprises waiting for you." Rob will be sent to the end of the plank road. Then I didn't go on,

"OK." Ji Qianchen nodded and walked forward with full joy.

There seems to be no end to the rendered lights.

The plank road is finished.

Ji Qianchen saw the shape of a huge heart-shaped rose petal.

In the middle, the candle was placed in the shape of h love C.

Ji Qianchen was moved to cover his lips and search for Ling Xiaohan.

But no trace of him can be seen.

Keep going in the direction of the light.

Ji Qianchen suddenly heard a piano piece.

That's the tune of the happy birthday song.

"Happy Birthday to you Happy birthday to you... "

Following the sound, Ji Qianchen quickened his pace and walked around a flower cluster. Ji Qianchen saw Ling Xiaohan sitting next to the white piano, dressed in a black suit, and his long fingers playing on the black and white keys.

He was surrounded by flowers and lights. Next to it is a white table with a cake on it.

A pair of white candlesticks.

A bottle of wine, a bunch of roses.

All of them satisfy all the women's romantic fantasies.

Beautiful island, beautiful lantern and moving music.

Seeing her arrive, Ling Xiaohan gets up.

Come to her and take her hand and sit at the table.

"Happy birthday, baby!"

Ling Xiao's cold face was dimly illuminated by light and candle shadow.

"It's not twelve o'clock yet. Why is my birthday?"

Ji Qianchen asked with a smile.

"Look at the watch."

Ji Qianchen looked down at the time on his watch, just after midnight.

It turned out that he had calculated everything.

"This is the first birthday with you. Every year after that, I will give you a different surprise."