Song huaishuang takes off her make-up, and an Kexin's phone calls just in time.

she poured out some lotion, smeared it on her face, and opened the video with a casual mind. "I will pick the time. I won't be able to get a few minutes early."

An Kexin was not in the mood to joke with her and went straight to the theme: "Yue Jin Nan is not around you?"

Her tone is very unhappy. Obviously, she is angry at the fact that Yue Jinnan didn't stay at Song huaishuang on her wedding night. In addition to some other things, an Kexin can be described as holding back her anger.

"It's impossible to be around me 24 hours a day." Song huaishuang is dumbfounded and does not care about the words on his eyebrows: "how to say that he is a grand general manager."

She lengthened the ending, more total two words from her ruddy lips spit out, mixed with light irony, but mixed with her unique coolness.

"He's not here. I have something to say to you." Women have some private words to say. If it is really more Jin Nan, an Kexin is really inconvenient to say: "what's going on at the wedding, huaishuang, what are you thinking? Even if you don't want to marry him, you can't make him look bad at the wedding banquet."

An Kexin is living abroad, and she is thinking of song huaishuang who is married today. When she hears about the wedding banquet from Zhao Mengying's mouth, she really wants to rush over and shake song huaishuang's shoulder fiercely to ask if she is mentally ill.

Song huaishuang is looking for death when he gives him a bad look in front of everyone!

"You can't exaggerate." Song huaishuang smiles casually, smoothes the broken hair around her ears, and carefully takes care of the last layer of skin care.

"Song huaishuang, you still smile. Who am I worried about?" An Kexin is angry and laughs at Song huaishuang's cold reaction. Others are anxious. She is good and leisurely, as if nothing happened.

She was calm and abnormal, as if she saw through everything overnight. However, her calmness can't let people down, but she is afraid that song huaishuang will do something stupid.

"It's no big deal, Kexin. I have my own discretion." Before tripping over song huaishuang, how could song huaishuang let himself die!

Hell is too hard, even if she falls into 18 layers of hell, she has to pull a cushion, not to mention

With her little hand rubbing against her abdomen unconsciously, song huaishuang's eyes have some other colors. Her light appearance seems to add other ingredients in an instant, which makes her dark red and fresh.

An Kexin saw song huaishuang's small movements with sharp eyes. Her eyes were wide and round. She blurted out and asked, "song huaishuang, you should not be pregnant."

Song huaishuang pauses for a moment. Just about to answer, there is a sound of opening the door. She looks down at her mobile phone and prepares to cut off the video phone. She says goodbye to an Kexin in a low voice: "no more. Yue Jinnan is coming in."

When the door is pushed open, the overwhelming smell of wine is mixed with man's unique flavor. Song huaishuang subconsciously covers his nose and spontaneously opens a small distance with yuejinnan.

Yue Jinnan didn't know how much wine he had drunk. His white face was red. He seldom drank wine on his face. What song huaishuang saw most seriously was the appearance of his red ears. At first sight of Yue Jinnan's red face, he felt a little uncomfortable for a time.

The rickety man pushed aside the help of the waiter, and as he came in, he slammed the door.

Obviously, there is only one more person, but song huaishuang is inexplicably unable to breathe. It seems that there is a lot less oxygen. She does not open her eyes naturally and returns to her chair to sit down.

On the wedding night, the young couple get along alone. In addition to embarrassment, song huaishuang has no superfluous ideas.

All of a sudden, her shoulder was heavy, and the taste of wine became more and more strong. The heavy body of the man put on her body, looking from behind, completely covered her.

Song huaishuang's face changed. Before waiting for Yue Jinnan to speak, he pushed him away and trotted to the bathroom. His stomach was tumbling up and down. His stomach was very uncomfortable.

Her eyes are still slightly intoxicated. Because of song huaishuang's actions, she wakes up completely and runs over with worry. Her cold face makes her jaw tense and worried when she sees song huaishuang's dark appearance.

He stood not far away from Song huaishuang, carefully patting her back, trying to make song huaishuang comfortable.

Song huaishuang vomited all the food he ate. At the end of the vomit, he couldn't spit out anything. His face turned red. Even his eyes were covered with a light light light, which was long and charming.

She waved her hand behind her and rinsed her mouth with warm water. Only then did her tumbling stomach feel better.

"I've got porridge sent over. You'll have some later." Yue Jin Nan only felt that his shoulder was extremely thin. When he touched it, it was all bones.

Song huaishuang's slender body bones, in the reaction of early pregnancy and a few minutes thin, pressure root can not eat, nutrient solution has also been infused once or twice.

She was hungry, but she had no appetite to eat. After taking two bites, she was not willing to eat. She kept stirring in the bowl with a small spoon to kill time.Those dim and ambiguous factors of the wedding night, after this little episode, completely disappeared.

Yue Jinnan frowned. His long and narrow eyes were clean and clean. He frowned and worried about song huaishuang's condition at this time: "I'll find a doctor."

Unable to eat, Yue Jinnan worried that song huaishuang's body could not bear it. For a moment, he regretted having a child.

Song huaishuang sneered, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were blurred and illusory under the orange light: "yuejinnan, on the wedding night, you call the doctor to come over and ask other people what to think."

Most of the time, the truth of things is not terrible, what is terrible is people's imagination, unlimited brain tonic, in simple things have become incomparably complex.