Chapter 1577： I am pregnant 1

Fang Jiming seemed to like to see her faceless expression, and continued.

"Someday I have no money. Jiaojiao can still support me and let me be a little white face who eats soft rice. Why don't I choose her?"

Wang Jiaohua, "..."

Let her die!

I heard all...

But Bu Zhiyao's face changed several times, first red and then white.

Hearing these words means that he has arrived very early.

The ones she scolded Wang Siming...

"I... I have something else to leave."

After panicking and fleeing, Bu Zhiyao never dared to stay for another minute.

Originally, I wanted to ask Fang Jiming to forgive me today, but I didn't expect to lose such a big face and be so miserable.

The most hateful thing is that her image has been completely destroyed by Wang Siming, and I don't know how Ming brother will think of her in the future.

Damn Wang Siming, don't be too proud!

At the entrance of the villa, Wang Jiaohua's head was so low that it was almost buried under the floor.

There is a shame of being caught for doing bad things, so shameful.

Fang Jiming looked at her with a half-smile, "Aren't you going in yet? Isn't it hot enough outside?"

"Oh."

Wang Jiaohua lowered her head and went in, changed her shoes, and walked straight in.

Suddenly someone pulled her hand from behind, she raised her head, bumped into Fang Jiming's hot-spring-like eyes, and blushed down.

Fang Jiming thought it was funny, "Looking at the road, do you want to hit the sofa."

Only then did Wang Jiaohua realize that she almost hit the living room sofa.

So his face turned red.

It feels shameful to think of what I said just now.

In order not to keep herself so embarrassed, she hurriedly found a topic, "Didn't you say that you are going to have a meeting? Why did you come back?"

"It's over in the morning."

I didn't want her to wait too long, so I took the time to come back.

"Oh."

She responded gently, thinking about her pregnancy, she didn't know how to speak, and she didn't know what attitude he would have, whether he would want the child.

Can't help but feel a little nervous.

"Mother Wu, the chicken soup that you made this morning."

"In the kitchen, I'll bring it here now."

Wu Ma turned around and walked to the kitchen, but was stopped by Wang Jiaohua.

"Wait a minute." She turned around, facing Fang Jiming a little nervously, "Senior, I have something to tell you."

"Very important?"

"Well, it's important."

"Well, let's drink afterwards." He said as he sat on the sofa while pulling.

Wang Jiaohua stood still. She glanced at Wu Ma secretly, a little groan, "Senior, let's go back to the room and say."

Fang Jiming frowned first, then smiled ambiguously.

Pulled her upstairs.

Back in the room, Wang Jiaohua stood restlessly in the middle of the room.

After Fang Jiming closed the door, he walked over and circled people behind her.

He lowered his head to kiss her neck, his tone was low and hoarse, with a hint, "Jiaojiao..."

Wang Jiaohua was itchy by him and her neck shrank forward.

Cover his hands around her waist, trying to push him away, "Senior, don't, I have something to tell you."

"We'll talk later."

He kissed her lips as he spoke, holding the person up without holding his hands free. Gently put it on the pure white bed.

Leaned and pressed up.

The two live in different places, and the relationship cannot be made public, so it is not easy to want to be together. It's only a few times after so long.

He was at the age of Fang Gang, so naturally he couldn't help it.

"Um... don't..." Wang Jiaohua moved her body up, avoiding his kiss.

And the restless hand.

The first three months of pregnancy are unstable, so you can’t do this.