Chapter 422

When Feng Ziyan works in the company, she often calls home at three or five o'clock to ask questions. Sometimes seven or eight calls a day make Lu Qingzhou reluctant to answer. She thinks he is a little nervous. However, most of the questions Feng Ziyan asked were just a few. Did he eat well or feel uncomfortable. If you feel bored, you can let Yu Meishan or xiasao accompany you for a walk.

Lu Qingzhou receives a phone call from Feng Ziyan, and his ears are going to cocoon when he listens to him repeatedly. While she was annoyed by him, her heart was very warm. When a woman is pregnant, she is in the most unstable mood. Usually, if she gets her husband's comfort and care, she will become docile. There will be some emotional stability. On the contrary, if a man does not care about his wife, then his wife is likely to suffer from depression.

Lu Qingzhou thinks that he may not have a chance to get depression, but Tao may have been depressed by love syndrome. Feng Ziyan's nervous appearance sometimes makes her laugh.

night. Feng Ziyan came home from work with a lot of things that Lu Qingzhou liked to eat, but her pregnancy reaction slowly appeared, and all the things she ate vomited out. Feng Ziyan felt very sad in his eyes. After she vomited almost, she forced her to eat a little, so back and forth two or three times, Feng Ziyan was very anxious.

"Son of a bitch. You're going to mess with your mother like this again. When you come out, I won't beat you up. "

Feng Ziyan yelled at Lu Qingzhou's stomach. It's funny and angry.

"It's something every mom goes through. What do you yell at him for?"

The canoe felt its growing belly. Full of happiness.

Feng Ziyan looked at her face and couldn't help laughing.

"Go to the study and show me a book. I've read the count of Monte Cristo several times. I want to see it again. You must have work to do, and I can accompany you while reading. "

Lu Qingzhou said thoughtfully after teasing him. She knew that Feng Ziyan would bring her work back every day, and she would accompany her to work until she fell asleep. She couldn't bear that he always stayed up until early in the morning and slept two or three hours a day. In the long run, the body will not be able to bear it.

"Count of Monte Cristo? Why not take a look at the more relaxed content, which is also good for the baby. " Feng Ziyan pinched her fat face, Lu Qingzhou looked at him with a wink, a face clever reply: "good. Then you can help me with a more relaxed book. "

Feng Ziyan kisses her forehead, gets up and walks out of the room.

Lu Qingzhou looked at his back with a smile on his face. He cursed to hit the baby's ass, and in the twinkling of an eye, he was afraid that the pregnant woman's mood would be bad for the baby. It's really the warmest double dealing in the world.

Feng Ziyan went into his study, most of the time the study at home was still for his office use, and he had never really examined and observed what was in the study before. When he entered the apartment, a lot of decorations were fully arranged by the designer he trusted. He was only responsible for paying for them, but he had no time to care about what to put in them and how to put them.

On the left side of the study is the bookcase integrated with the computer desk, which is full of Chinese and foreign classics and some dictionaries. Lu Qingzhou has been doing very well since he was a child, as he knows. She also likes reading, usually quiet personality, but because she is a soft and weak appearance, he would like to bully her.

Young love is always accompanied by girls being bullied. Boys are bullied while they love to have a good time of first love. They are not free from vulgarity either. It's just that Feng Ziyan bullies Lu Qingzhou openly, but at the same time, he does many things that little boys can't do. He secretly protects her and grows up. After more than ten years, he never stops.

So called love, this is it.

Feng Ziyan went straight to the bookcase and swept past. Chinese and foreign famous books, world famous books and professional books related to performing arts were neatly sorted and arranged in the bookcase. It was easy to find the books he wanted.

He held out his hand and took a glass of Green Gable Annie from the penultimate space. The packaging of the book was still exquisite, but it could be seen that it had been some years. The book is well kept, and there is no damage or wrinkle except for the slight old and turning marks witnessed by the years.

He took a few more books with him and planned to take them all to his room. In case he was not on the boat and wanted to read again, he could reach out and take them instead of running to the study to move chairs and feet to look for books.

Suddenly, he dropped a thick notebook from the bookcase when he was not paying attention to it. There was a loud voice, which seemed abrupt in the quiet night. He put down the book in his hand and slowly squatted down to pick it up.

There are too many things in the book to make the original thickness thicker. He held the notebook in his hand and felt its heavy texture. Yan opened the cover curiously, and saw that there were many small things in it, such as bookmarks, leaves, occasional back photos, or food trademarks, which were neatly and carefully fixed with plastic tape.There are different things. Every page has comments on these things, and these things are only related to one person - he.

He was surprised to see the full content of the book, never know there are such things.

He stood in the study, the quiet moonlight shining through the French window, and the soft light bulb in the study.

"On the 13th, the day when I entered Fengjia. Seeing Ziyan, he is just like a star in the sky, which suddenly gives me countless lights in my gloomy life. "

There is a picture on the first page of the book. She just came to Feng's home and didn't know who took it for her. At that time, she was only three years old. The picture should have been added after she bought this book. In the upper right corner is his. Even Feng Ziyan didn't know that there was such a picture. He was nine years old and his clean face didn't have the childishness of his age, Some are also apathetic.

He didn't know that he had this kind of expression. Did he have this kind of face when he met her for the first time?

Feng Ziyan continued to turn back. In the second page, there was a leaf, which was intact in a small plastic bag, with a line: "this is the most beautiful leaf I have ever seen. It's for Ziyan." Then there is a small comment: "his expression is very cold, I dare not, put it down, have a chance to give him."

Feng Ziyan has a clear flow in her heart. Does it mean that she has always been interested in him?

He looked through the pages and saw that he had forgotten what he had come in for,

Lu Qingzhou had been waiting for him. When he took the book, he began to yawn and didn't see him come in. She was a little strange, so she lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to the study barefoot.

Feng Ziyan's face is facing the bookcase and his back is facing the door of the study. Lu Qingzhou's steps are too light to be noticed. She looks at Feng Ziyan's head bent down. She doesn't know which book he took and even forgets to go back to the room