Chapter 197

Qingnan bieyuan, a European style luxury building gate, is resplendent. Every architectural pattern and decoration detail here is designed by Gu Junqing himself.

He can't forget Lin Zinan's preference. She is generous, comfortable and elegant. Ou jinghuating is her favorite. Every corner should have a modern sense of the West. For this reason, he took great pains to find an international famous architectural design expert and meticulously built this farewell garden in southern Qing Dynasty. This is the place where he plans to live and marry with his beloved woman and spend his life together.

But at this moment - Gu Junqing sitting in the car, did not go down, head against the back, smoking in his mouth, the car is full of choking smoke.

He has never been calm since he left Xishan villa for a week. He asked himself more than once, who does he love? Why every time I see Huo Zhi that woman, his heart never calms down once?

Even last night, he had insomnia all night for her. Suddenly, he sneered at himself again. How she married herself and how she got into her own bed, she should be as resourceful as other women. Can you believe what she said?

But damn it, he knew it was untrustworthy, but he couldn't forget it! What made him even more angry was that even his heart became manic, as if he wanted to break through its cage. He hated the feeling of being on the verge of losing control! Hate to the extreme!

He had a long mind and was restless. He didn't know how many cigarettes he had smoked. He didn't give up until the car was like a fairyland.

The housekeeper of Qingnan villa happened to come from the deep of the garden with a watering can. When he saw it, he rushed out and said, "young master, here you are." Nodding and bowing, Gu Junqing seems to be a very smart housekeeper. He is not satisfied with this man's face. He always thinks that the word xiangyouxinsheng is very reliable. The housekeeper in front of him is in his thirties and looks a little slippery.

Gu Jun lowered his window and raised his eyebrows. "When did you come to Qingnan villa?"

"Just a month." A respectful Butler, bowing and attentive.

"It's been a month. Haven't I been here so long?" It's like talking to yourself or asking each other.

Are Huo Zhi, that cunning hateful greedy good hypocritical woman! If it wasn't for her, how could she neglect the man? Hum! It's too childish for him to use this method to restrain her. He doesn't like it! Throwing away his cigarette butt, he stepped on the gas and went to the villa.

The villa is bustling and full of beautiful flowers. His Nan'er likes colorful colors, never like that woman. Everything is light. His Nan'er always makes the family interesting and changeable. The crisscross paths, elegant fountains, beautiful lawns, even the curtains are bright red, full of joy.

That woman - everything is plain and elegant - in fact, he prefers plain and elegant chicness -

stop, what's the matter today? Why do you always think about that woman? She is delicious. She waves her head and shakes her hair. She wants to move back from her innocent face.

When I opened the door, I heard Lin Zinan's happy voice in the kitchen, "Junqing, when you come back, wash your hands first, and you can eat later."

Originally, I was in a state of mind. When I heard Lin Zinan's voice as soft as glutinous rice, I immediately calmed down.

When he came into the kitchen, he saw his Nan'er wearing an apron and learning how to cook with aunt Zhou. His long hair was tied up and his forehead was dripping with sweat. He couldn't help but go over and put his arms around her from behind, chin on her shoulder, "don't you want to stop going into the kitchen? Why are you disobedient? "

Lin Zinan looks back and smiles sweetly, "I want to learn some of the love you love. I'll make it for you in the future. I like cooking for you, and I prefer to watch you enjoy it."

Gu Jun's heart warms up. She takes her delicate red lips and sucks them gently. Lin Zinan's cheek turns red. Because of aunt Zhou's presence, she is a little embarrassed. The essence of a woman is shyness. Therefore, she lowers her red face like an apple and pushes her beloved man out. "Wait outside and eat for a while. It's full of cooking fumes. Men are not used to the kitchen."

Soon, lunch was ready, a very simple three dishes and one soup, but aunt Zhou's craftsmanship was good. Under her guidance, Lin Zinan cooked several dishes very well, with all kinds of color, fragrance and so on.

As the saying goes, if you want to catch a man's heart, you must first catch a man's stomach. Everyone in the family knows that Gu Junqing is very difficult to serve and is very picky about his food. Therefore, under the instruction of his aunt Kang Lizhen, Lin Zinan has worked hard to learn how to cook since he moved here, and his cooking skills are improving day by day.

The man's back is hesitating in front of the bay window. Half of the cigarettes in the ashtray must have something on his mind! When Lin Zinan sets up the dishes and chopsticks to shout Gu Junqing, what he sees is the lonely figure of the man.

Clearly, this person is in front of her, but when she stares at his back like this, she will have a sense of distance. She knew in her heart that if her father hadn't saved Gu Junqing's life, she and a cloud fairy like him would never have met.

So, she began to want to be a woman worthy of him, but no matter how hard she worked, she worked hard to learn to cook, to study a major she didn't like, and to be a woman worthy of him - but the nearest distance was always between them, like a shadow.She frowned and was in a bit of a bad mood.

Lingling cell phone rings, men's action to answer the phone falls into Lin's eyes, are beautiful arc. Standing behind him silently, appreciating, wantonly appreciating, the more you see, the more you like it.

When Gu Junqing finished his work, he just hung up the phone and heard a sound of retching behind him. Then Lin ran out of the restaurant with his mouth covered, rushed into the bathroom and vomited in front of the toilet.

"Nan ER!" He walked a few steps past, his eyebrows covered with deep worry.

Lin Zinan didn't spit out anything after all. He was pale and attached to him. He raised his pitiful eyes and looked at him. "Junqing, I'm so sick, but I can't spit out anything. I'm pregnant - terrible!"

Cold as a mountain of men, rarely a gentle smile, "Nan'er, hard work, if you can't stand this hard work, this child we will not, how?"

He deliberately teased the woman in front of him like a cat catching a mouse.

"Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, how can you say such a thing to the baby!" Lin Zinan was very nervous and angry, but his heart was beating wildly. Did he already know all his secrets?

"Then what? Do you love your baby and I love Nan'er? "

Gu Junqing deliberately reveals the dilemma, frowning, holding the breath of laughter.

"Really?" Lin Zinan smiles happily, hugs his waist, and puts his cheek on his chest. "You really love Nan'er. Nan'er is not suffering anywhere. You are Nan'er's heaven, earth and everything!"

"Well, Nan'er." He takes the woman in front of him lightly, a woman who risks her body to have a baby for herself.

Lin Zinan, like a clever cat, nests in his arms, with great satisfaction. For a long time, he has never held himself like this. For a long time, his attention has not been focused on himself. Just seeing that he is sad because of his retching, she is moved by tears. If she wants to exchange everything for this man, she is willing! No regrets!

Holding the pink lady in his arms, Gu Junqing's eyes narrowed and hesitated to say, "pregnant, really hard?"

"Of course!" Lin Zinan talks incessantly. Only she knows his weakness is his soft heart. If she wants to win more love from him, she has to tell his suffering, torture and suffering quietly.

"I often have stomachache. I'm very tired. My back is aching and I'm depressed. A while ago, my hands and feet were all swollen! The bigger the stomach, the harder it is. But - I'm not afraid, Junqing. I want to have a baby for you, for us. "

His big hand hugged her more forcefully and comfortably: "Nan'er, you worked hard."

But her heart sank suddenly because of her words.

That woman was pregnant with his child, she should also be very hard, right? She is thinner than Nan'er. Can her body bear it? How did she spend her time when she vomited to the point where her bile was about to come out?

After five months of gestation, he asked her to kill her child. Should she be sad?

Suddenly aware of what he was thinking, he frowned and regretted why he always thought of that lotus like face.

He's crazy to think of that woman! Why should he care about the children in her belly?