He smiled languidly, and his hoarse words fell down with the action of unbuttoning her: "I didn't say I didn't like it. I like everything you look like."
Saying: "what do you mean?"
……
Yan Nian woke up at 4 p.m.
She was lying on the sofa in jiangbeiyuan lounge, with loose ponytails and many traces on her body.
Moving, the blanket over the shoulder slipped down.
Her waist and legs hurt a little, and she turned to see a yellow skirt on the ground, all broken.
His habit is really bad. He likes to tear clothes when he is excited. Isn't clothes money?
Where does she have so many clothes to tear everyday?
But there is a set of clean women's clothes on the tea table, which is very good.
It's high necked knitwear and trousers. The material is very good.
What he thought was thoughtful. He knew to buy high collar clothes to cover the strawberry mark on her neck.
After Yannian got dressed, he sat on the sofa and played with his cell phone for a while. Jiangbeiyuan hasn't come back yet. He should be doing surgery.
She doesn't want to wait. She plans to go back to the flower shop to have a look. Anyway, she still has a lot of time to meet in the evening, which is not bad.
It's just something wrong when you go out.
I don't know what's the matter, but the doctors in and out are all pointing and whispering to her.
Yannian pretended to see nothing, left the hospital all the way and got into a taxi.
As the taxi sped away, she did not see a woman in a cap hiding in the back wall of the hospital, with a sinister smile on her lips.
Back to the flower shop, the first thing I said was to look in the mirror.
There is no dirt on her face, her hair is not very messy, and the marks on her neck are covered by the high collar, so she can't see anything at all.
So what are those people telling her???
Forget it, forget it.
In the early morning of the next day, Ma Xueyan, Yannian's mother, came.
Today, it's not cold in the muddy city. Ma Xueyan wears three layers of clothes. She carries a heat preservation bucket, which is also three layers of clothes.
Yan read: "Mom, how are you coming?"
Ma Xueyan glared at her discontentedly, "Stinky girl, if you don't go back to see me, I can't come to you yet?"
"What are you holding in your hand?"
"Chicken soup, this pregnant woman just needs --"
"wait a minute!"
Yannian makes a pause gesture, and he huaiguang, who is surprised at the slanting face on the upper side that his mouth can swallow eggs raw, doesn't stare at him.
"What are you looking at? You take care of the florist!"
Then quickly pull Ma Xueyan to the house.
Ma Xueyan said, "what do you do for me? I've made Chicken Soup for you to mend your body. See how good I am to you?"
"Wait, who said I was pregnant?"
Smell words, Ma Xueyan's face is full of unbelievable words, and her eyes fall on Yan Nian's flat stomach.
"You still have no movement in your stomach? It's impossible. I don't think Xiaojiang is that kind of person. "
"Er..."
How can she explain to Ma Xueyan that she and jiangbeiyuan were in the empty window period for a long time.
It's just the beginning of love. How can you get pregnant so soon.
"Mom, I'm not pregnant now. I'll tell you when I'm pregnant! You can wait for the news at home. It's nothing. Don't come to me! "
"Then this chicken soup --"
"chicken soup stay!"
She left it for jiangbeiyuan to drink in the evening. Her husband worked hard every day and said that he must be well mended.