A few months later.
Cheng Cheng, squatting on the toilet at home, holds a pregnancy test stick and waits anxiously for the results of the urine test to come out.
Her monthly affairs have been put off for two weeks.
Recently, in order to block his family's entrance, Qi Yan has been on time to go to work and catch up with the end of the year. He has to hold annual meetings and various year-end summaries, so he is busy until very late every time.
About a minute later.
She took the pregnancy test stick and put it in front of her eyes.
"Wow, I won."
Cheng Cheng Cheng shouted excitedly.
The two red lines on the pregnancy test stick are especially obvious. If the two lines are positive, it indicates that the pregnancy has occurred.
After going out of the toilet.
She took a picture with a pregnancy test stick and sent it to Qi Yan via wechat.
This kind of good thing, of course, must let him know first.
Qi Yan, who is in Qi's meeting, sits on his desk and hears the vibration of his mobile phone.
Take out the mobile phone from your pocket and take a look at the above message.
It's from orange. It's a picture.
He quickly unlocked it.
Seeing the two bars on the pregnancy test stick, I got up from the chair excitedly.
In the conference room, someone is making a report and everyone is staring at their vice president for some reason.
Qi Yalan is more sinister, "Qi Yan, now in a meeting, what do you do?"
Qi Yan smiled and handed the picture on his mobile phone to Qi Yalan. "Mom, you can hold your grandson right away."
When Qi Yalan saw the picture, he was slightly stunned and a trace of joy flashed in his heart, but he also restrained.
The child born by that woman, I don't know if I can give them any crooked melon and split dates.
"If you continue to hold this meeting, I will not accompany you."
Qi Yan hummed, picked up his cell phone, and his coat, and rushed out of the conference room.
He could not bear the joy of his heart and galloped home.
It's nearly a month, and it's snowing heavily in Cloud City.
Qi Yan picked up the car from the garage, braved the wind and snow, and hurried home.
Before returning home, he still went to the florist's shop, ordered a bunch of roses, and bought cheng Orange's favorite dessert cake.
The car drove into the villa.
The housekeeper ran up happily. "Welcome home, young master."
"And the little grandma?"
"Little grandma is resting in the bedroom. I have asked the doctor to come here. The doctor has checked it. Little grandma is really happy."
"That's great. I'm going to be a father."
Qi Yan took the flowers and cake from the car and ran upstairs with a happy smile on his face.
Dust laden open the door.
His nose was reddened by the cold wind outside. The white breath came from his mouth.
"Wife." Qi Yan happily stood at the door.
Cheng Cheng, lying on the bed, sees him and is ready to jump off the bed happily.
"Don't move. Take a good rest in the first three months and lie down in bed." Qi Yan put the cake in his hand on the bedside table and handed the flowers to Cheng Cheng Cheng.
She likes roses best.
So no matter what is to be celebrated every day, there will always be a bunch of roses in his hand for her.
After receiving the rose, Cheng Cheng Cheng leaned over and sniffed it. The fragrance penetrated his nose.
Now she is really very happy and happy, with Qi Yan, a gentle and considerate husband, with children.
She has nothing missing.
"Thank you, husband." Cheng Cheng Cheng thanks for holding the flowers.
"If you want to be polite to me like this, then I'll be polite to you, thank you for having our baby, thank you for being my wife, thank you..."
As soon as said, Qi Yan is endless.
Cheng Cheng immediately blocked his mouth with his hand. "Don't thank you. Thank you so much. I can't thank you for three days and three nights. I haven't finished work yet. Why are you back?"
"If you want to come back to celebrate with your daughter-in-law, lie down first. I'll cut the cake and bring it to you. Next, do nothing but enjoy my care. Give birth to our children in peace. "
Qi Yan holds Cheng Cheng Cheng's shoulder and her eyes are soft like water.
Cheng Orange nods coyly.
In the evening, orange also called Ji Qianchen about her pregnancy.
Ji Qianchen, who has just finished his dinner, sits on the sofa and leans against Ling Xiaohan's arms. There is a TV in the living room.
"Big orange Oh, no, it's Mrs. Qi. How's your marriage in recent months? I guess it must be a lot of honey, or you can't think of me for months The first thing
make complaints about is to give Cheng Cheng a Tucao once again. In similar position,
, "you have a husband who can think of me. So, don't you make complaints about each other?"
"Why didn't your mouth be polished by Qi Yan, and you still have such a sharp mouth and don't forgive others.""It's been smoothed out a lot. I'm being kissed every day. I can't do without it." Orange shows his love on the other end of the phone.
"I can't stand it. I need to hang up." In the early days of the Qing Dynasty, a cold came from Ling Xiaohan.
"Well, no trouble. I have a good thing to announce. I'm pregnant. I'm ready for the red envelope. I'm ready to have a daughter. How about being your son's daughter-in-law later?"
"Are you pregnant? It's great. Congratulations, I'm going to catch up with you so soon. " Ji Qianchen is very excited and feels happier than she is pregnant.
But in the past few months, her stomach never moved again, and she believed what the doctor had said to her at that time.
"You work so hard, sister. I can't keep up with you. OK, I won't say. My little Yanyan is going to feed me chicken soup. Let's meet later."
I hung up in a hurry.
Ji Qianchen despised her severely.
On the sofa, Ling Xiaohan left the remote control and reached out to her waist. "Why, your girlfriend is pregnant?"
"Yes, he said he would give birth to a daughter to bubble in our family."
When it comes to the word daughter, Ling Xiao's sharp eyes catch a dark light.
Ling Xiaohan suddenly gets up and picks Ji Qianchen up from the sofa.
"Why?" It has become a habit for Ji Qianchen to be hugged by Ling Xiaohan.
It's just that she was suddenly lifted from the sofa this big night, which obviously revealed a dangerous signal.
"We're going to have a daughter, too."
Ling Xiaohan holds Ji Qianchen and steps on the revolving stairs to go upstairs.
Ji Qianchen hooks his neck, and Mei Mou looks at Ling Xiao's cold knife like side face affectionately, "we have tried so many times."
"Then keep trying."
"Can I just have one tonight? I'm a little tired. I have a fashion show to attend tomorrow. "
"It depends."
Ling Xiaohan didn't promise her directly.
How can I stop the car when I get to bed.
"No, only once."
Ji Qianchen gave him a tough command.
"You ask my brother? See if he agrees? "
Ling Xiaohan kicked open the bedroom door, hugged her into the room and threw her on the soft European style big bed.