When Zhao Qiqing and Du xiatong heard different voices, they looked sideways at the same time.
"Why are you here? Oh..."
Before Du xiatong stepped forward, he was hugged into his arms by an Zirui, who shrank three steps into two.
An Zirui pinched Du xiatong's recently mellow little face, "it seems that he has really gained a lot of weight."
Du xiatong glared at him angrily, then raised a warm smile and said, "it's not because the food you cook is too delicious. It's all your fault!"
"Thank you for your praise. My husband will continue to work hard."
I've never seen such a greasy side under an Zirui's solemn appearance. Zhao Qiqing shriveled her mouth in contempt.
She covered her stomach, walked carefully to Fu xishen and pulled his sleeve.
"Did you have lunch?" She looked up and blinked at Fu xishen.
Fu xishen's deep and restrained eyes reflected her little figure, and those bright and moving eyes looked at him in a daze.
"What are you doing looking at me like that?" The man's Adam's apple rolled gently for a moment.
Zhao Qiqing smiled lightly, "nothing. What delicious food have you prepared for me?"
Eat pregnant women's meals at home every day. In fact, she is really tired of it.
Fu xishen led Zhao Qiqing toward the inside, followed by Du xiatong.
Looking at his cautious manner, the two people behind him couldn't help smashing his mouth.
"I can't see that the two people will still show like this now. Sure enough, Fu xishen is a monster dormant for thousands of years."
An Zirui's voice sounded from behind the two people in front.
Zhao Qiqing looked back at the sound, "brother, what you said is wrong. How is it a monster dormant for thousands of years? Then he liked others before!"
Recalling the past, Fu xishen scratched an unnatural line on his face, raised his hand and covered his lips with a soft cough.
"The past is over, you still mention it."
The love code says that a girlfriend can't often turn over old accounts in front of her boyfriend, which will disgust her boyfriend.
Based on this, Zhao Qiqing deflated her mouth and stopped talking to Fu xishen.
"Oh, where is the box?"
The atmosphere suddenly became stiff. Du xiatong asked at the right time, and soon the four people turned off the topic.
Fu xishen clenched Zhao Qiqing's hands tightly. His eyebrows and eyes were calm and could not see anything wrong.
He took Zhao Qiqing and opened the chair for her. After watching her sit down, he found a waiter.
"Heat up the dishes we just ordered and start serving."
"Yes, sir."
Soon, the meal was brought up. Looking at the meal as rich as the one on the wedding banquet day, Du xiatong stared in horror.
"No, you two, this is too exaggerated."
A big round table is full. Who can finish it?
An Zirui pinched Du xiatong's hand and loosened it. He picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat for her.
"Eat it. These can be eliminated. You look like they're just a lot."
Hearing the speech, Du xiatong shriveled his mouth and nodded silently. His stomach has begun to sing the empty city plan. It's unreasonable not to eat something.
Zhao Qiqing finally got what she wanted and didn't have to eat pregnant women's meals every day.
However, the feeling between her and Fu xishen became a little embarrassed because of the name of Nange just mentioned.
Zhao Qiqing opened her eyes quietly and took a look at Fu xishen, who was silent next to her.
His eyebrows and eyes were as calm as water, as if there was no anger.
"Ah Shen, I'm sorry just now." After much deliberation, she decided to apologize now.
Fu xishen sighed, turned around and held out his hand to hold Zhao Qiqing's hands.
"It doesn't matter. Maybe I give you less sense of security. I'm sorry." Fu Xi deeply rubbed her head, with curved eyebrows and eyes, without any anger.
This surprised Zhao Qiqing and made her feel more sorry.
"Why do you think so much? You didn't mean to do it. Don't think about it. It's not easy. I won't let you eat pregnant women's food. Don't you eat more?"
Fu xishen said, picking his eyebrows and looking at Zhao Qiqing.
Zhao Qiqing heard the speech, pursed her lips and confirmed again, "are you really not angry?"
"Don't be angry. Eat quickly. It'll be cold again later."
"Yes, it's estimated that Qingqing is a sign of being silly for three years. It has begun to show." An Zirui sat opposite and smiled, looking at Zhao Qiqing to make up for her.
Du xiatong also followed suit. "Do you think Shenghui can continue to drive in the future? President Zhao has been pregnant for three years. Go bankrupt as soon as possible, so I will retire."
"I think so. When you retire, go home and give me a big fat boy. Let's go sightseeing."
An Zirui teased and hugged Du xiatong's shoulder and pressed it in his arms.
"Annoying, who is going to give you a big fat boy?" Du xiatong said coyly and angrily. He took a piece of fruit from the plate in front of him and put his hand into an Zirui's mouth.
An Zirui giggled and swallowed the fruit.
"Have you chosen your evening dress?" Fu xishen asked eagerly as he gave Zhao Qiqing some vegetables.
When it comes to evening dress, Zhao Qiqing's expression becomes a little pinched and nods with embarrassment.
"What's it like?"
"You'll know tomorrow." Zhao Qiqing played a key role in selling.
"Now tell me not?" Fu xishen stopped and looked into Zhao Qiqing's eyes.
Zhao Qiqing rubbed her hands and thought that when she changed into that dress today, it was really funny, but Du xiatong said it was very beautiful.
"Ask Xiao Tong."
Du xiatong is buried in eating when she suddenly hears Zhao Qiqing calling her name. She raises her eyes and looks at Zhao Qiqing.
"What's the matter?"
"What's Qingqing's dress like? She won't say."
Du xiatong put down his chopsticks, his head tilted, and immediately sold them.
"This... I won't tell you."
"Yes, what evening dress did you two choose? It's so mysterious." An Zirui also looked sideways and stared at Du xiatong.
Du xiatong shriveled his mouth and glanced at his eyes everywhere.
"Forget it," an Zirui waved his hand. It seemed that he didn't intend to ask. Who knows the next second, "I'll see them in the car later."
"Go, don't ask about girls."
Du xiatong waved his hand and frowned, looking serious.
Seeing this, an Zirui and Fu xishen looked at each other and smiled at each other. There was nothing they could do.
"Show me when you come home in the evening?" Fu xishen approached, and his warm breath gently floated into Zhao Qiqing's sensitive cochlea.
She shrugged and shook her shoulders involuntarily. "Hate, you go away."
Fu xishen burst out a few smiles from his throat and raised his hand to pat Zhao Qiqing's hair top.
"OK, pregnant people are really grumpy."