In the morning, Lan Lan followed nangongjue to learn how to improve her drawing skills. At the same time, nangongjue also gave her some collocations about color graphics.

Ling Ji was driven to his office to get busy. It was not until after work time that she came back to the design department to pick up LAN LAN. However, she found that her daughter-in-law was sent out by Nangong Jue to accompany him to have tea with him

His face can't help but be gloomy down, dialled blue Lan's telephone, voice is cold frightfully: "where?"

At this time, LAN LAN in the teahouse is devoted to studying nangongjue's tea making technique. According to his words, it can cultivate one's self-cultivation and cultivate one's patience and temperament.

However, in her opinion, nangongjue, the great God, did not match the four words of self-cultivation. She looked like a landowner, and was like an old urchin at such an old age.

"That, master..." Looking at her own mobile phone, she has some anxieties in her eyes. What kind of phone is this mingmie? It is clearly Ling Ji's patience

"Look at your achievements, I tell you, to deal with a man, we must learn to be hard to get. You will go through a phone call and an order from him, and then we will be bullied every day in the future."

Nangong Jue still opened her mouth and handed a cup of tea in the past: "here, have a taste of it. Put down your mobile phone first."

Lan Lan was really about to cry, but in the end, she could only be cruel. She didn't look at the hand. She took the tea and didn't send it to the corner of her mouth. She felt a murderous look behind her. The whole person was stunned and turned her head rigidly. A bad premonition came into being.

I saw Ling Ji standing at the door, hair a little messy, should be a quick run over, face cold, eyes with some anger, quickly walked over, took her hand: "not hungry?"

"Hungry." She nodded hastily, his husband's appearance is very terrible, very terrible.

Nangong Jue coughed twice, but relying on her seniority, she said under pressure: "ah Ji is here. Sit down. We ordered some cakes here. You can have a taste."

Ling Ji a vision to throw past, cold hum a, pull blue LAN to walk toward outside, reason all ignore, this for old disrespect, but also give crooked idea of person, reason him to do what?

Lan Lan some embarrassed ground turn eyes to see a south palace Jue, heard that big God unexpectedly just murmured a sentence: "no one treat again."

For a while, she really didn't know what to say. She could only sigh and follow Ling Ji to leave.

After getting on the car, his face was still cold, and she could only face over and kiss him on the face, with her head tilted, "are you still angry?"

Ling Ji has a moment of daze, side eyes look at her, did not expect, she would use this method, a time did not know what to say, a long time before cold voice: "know I am angry, why not answer the phone?"

"It was not allowed at that time." She pursed her mouth and was cute and coquettish.

"What's the matter! LAN LAN! Your man is me, understand! In the future, no matter what the situation, you should answer my phone at the first time! "

He looks a little dark, and thinks that we should give this woman a good science of the relationship between the two people, but also deepen her understanding!

Overbearing!

Although she was dissatisfied in her heart, she still nodded in a hurry: "yes, I was wrong. I won't do it again next time. Dear Mr. Ling, Mrs. Ling and Ling Baobao are all hungry. Can we have dinner first?"

Looking at her blinking big eyes, a pair of clever and good-natured appearance, he did not have any anger, but in order to strengthen her education, or cold face, started the engine to drive home.

"Are we going home? Don't you go to work this afternoon Lan Lan looks at more and more familiar road, some surprised tunnel.

"Go back to dinner."

"Don't be so troublesome. What would you like to eat?"

Ling Ji looked at her indifferent look and sighed: "Lan Lan, you are pregnant now. You can't be at will. I've asked the doctor and listed all the things you should pay attention to and do into a table. In the future, we should strictly implement it. Moreover, the food outside will not be done at home. Rong Ma should be ready for lunch now."

LAN LAN can't believe to look at him, cautiously way: "form?"

"Well!"

Oh, my God! She's just pregnant. She's not a planning case. What forms do you need!

Want to cry without tears blue LAN can only discontentedly resist a way: "can I have a look first, if not good, can we pass it off?"

Ling Ji really took out an A4 paper from his pocket That's a big one.

"This is for Rong ma. You can have a look first."

She took a mouthful of saliva and opened the paper with trembling fingers. Her pupils gradually enlarged: "an egg in the morning, one in the evening, a glass of milk, and a staple food?"

"You need plenty of nutrition, so I'll get it all together."It's strange that she doesn't become a fat man in this way, and she will be a very powerful fat man!

She read one by one, and there are all kinds of messy things, such as when she goes to bed and when she gets up, even how long she can contact the computer and how long to read books!

Where is pregnancy? It's like a puppet. Move according to other people's rules

Finally, her eyes were fixed on "an hour's walk after supper.".

"Well?" Ling Ji's pupil deepened a little, and his hand holding the steering wheel tightened a little bit. "I read some books on this topic today, and production is a life-threatening thing. If your body can't adapt to it, it's easy to have something wrong. Therefore, we must adhere to develop good habits. In the future, someone will come over every week to give you extra massage care."

Lan Lan originally wanted to refuse, but he heard his fear from his voice, and his heart softened. He stretched out his hand and stroked the back of his hand. "Don't worry, there won't be anything. Neither I nor my children will have anything, OK?"

"I know, because I won't allow it!" Ling Ji is firm, but at this time he doesn't know how powerless his words will be in the near future

Her lips smile, a hand on his stomach, baby, you must be good, father and mother are looking forward to your arrival.

After arriving at the old house, Rong's mother had already prepared everything. Seeing them come in, she rushed to meet them and said, "Miss, how can I come back now? It's going to be cold. "

Looking at her loving face and looking at the considerate man around her, her heart burst into satisfaction, everything, really happy.