Chapter 384

Rizzo was not tall, with big glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his lips were thicker than his cousin. He looked stupid and stupid.

No matter in temperament or verve, this man has no comparability with his cousin.

Fan Yuanyuan took a deep breath, and the next moment her notebook in her hand hit him mercilessly:

"try again!"

Seeing that she was really angry, Rizzo took a deep breath and quickly stepped forward. He picked up the notebook on the ground and arranged it for her while whispering to her:

"don't be angry. Your cousin is more powerful than me. Let's not say that. Now the most important thing is the child in your stomach. Qi is not good for the fetus."

Fan Yuanyuan looked down at her stomach and gnawed her teeth bitterly:

"you don't have to be kind-hearted. If you say that your cousin is not good, you just don't like me!"

"No, how can I look at you and coax you too late. It's a pity to see you cut off the uterus when you are so young. Without the uterus, you will no longer be qualified to be a mother."

"You think I'm rare?! If it wasn't for going back to my cousin, I wouldn't suffer, I wouldn't be a mother! "

Fan Yuanyuan roared angrily. Looking at Rizzo's annoying face, she started to fight and kick.

Rizzo stood in front of her, did not dare to fight back, let her make trouble to no strength, and then helped her to the bedside:

"I'm going to clean up the cup slag, you don't move, or it's more troublesome to cut your finger."

Fan Yuanyuan couldn't bear to bite her lip. Why can't she see her lover? The more upset she is, the more she can see him!

The more she thought about it, the more angry she was. She angrily lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and roaring fiercely:

"anyouqi, sooner or later you will be pregnant, I will not let you feel comfortable!"

An Liqi, who has just finished her dinner, is drinking the fresh orange juice that the man sent to her hand.

In the living room, there was an advertisement on the TV, but they were not bored at all.

The man's lips are slightly pursed, one hand is leaning on his chin, but his eyes are looking at the little woman:

"is orange juice good to drink?"

An Liqi raised her eyebrows slightly, and her big eyes glanced at him. She sent out a single syllable from her throat, which was a response:

"well."

The man inhaled deeply, his expression seemed a little lost, but he was unwilling to continue to add:

"there is not enough orange, there is only one cup."

An Liqi a Leng, holding a straw and "um" a, this time the eyes even did not glance at him, just the beginning of the TV series.

"But I suddenly wanted to drink orange juice."

There is a man's voice coming from his ear. His voice is always penetrating and can cover the voice of advertisements on TV.

She glanced at Ling Zhenyu beside her and nodded with a straw in her mouth:

"well."

It's not easy for president Ling to drink orange juice. A telephone attendant will send it in. How many do you want.

You might as well make a phone call when you have time to complain that you have nothing to do with her.

The man's eyebrows moved, but he lay down on the sofa.

"Well?"

The little woman is still a monosyllabic, but the ending is slightly raised, as if with an inquiring tone, but she has not let go of the straw.

Ling Zhenyu can't help but cover his eyes with big hands, and Tucao in his heart -

can't make complaints about it.

Ask you words to jump word by word, the most exasperating is the same modal particle.

So he took a deep breath, adjusted his sitting posture, and continued to ask:

"can you finish that?"

"Well."

He felt like he was going crazy.

People are always like this, if you want to do that, if you can't do it, you will feel more and more itchy.

Now he didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to take a sip of orange juice from her glass. How could it be so difficult.

No, keep trying!

"Today's orange juice is not very good, you like it more than usual."

"Well."

Ling Zhenyu raised his hand to cover a big white eye and spread out his hands powerlessly.

It is difficult to go up to the blue sky.

Nowadays, it's not difficult to go to Sichuan Road, and it's not difficult to go to the sky. It's the most difficult to grab orange juice from your wife's mouth.

Big boss, can't you drink a mouthful of orange juice?

Absolutely impossible!

Ling Zhenyu used his mace again and again:

"Qiqi, you drink very fast tonight. Would you like your husband to taste it

He had a smile on his face and an urgent light in his eyes.

When the big hand is lifted up and the cup is not touched, the little woman turns her body around

With one hand frozen in the air, Ling Zhenyu inhaled deeply and simply said:

"can I have a drink for my husband?"

If you a little girl to refuse again, is the world's first stingy woman!"Say the reason!"

The little woman did not agree or refuse, but she easily threw a question.

Ling Zhenyu's thin lips pursed and his buttocks were close to her. He held her in his arms and said in a flattering way:

"my husband can satisfy your wish in any way. Let me drink it."

An Liqi frowned slightly, then picked her eyebrows:

"any wish will do?"

"Well, as long as I can do it."

Ling Zhenyu never dreamed that he could lose his integrity so much for a mouthful of orange juice. He buried his head in her shoulder, and the rest of his eyes was still sweeping the attractive orange juice.

"Sing me a song and I'll give you a drink."

The little woman spoke faintly, with a light expression. The potential meaning is that it doesn't matter whether you sing or not. Anyway, the orange juice is in my hand.

Ling Zhenyu:

"..."

He promised!

He doesn't really want to drink orange juice -

what he wants to drink is the orange juice in his wife's hand!

Even one bite.

However, how can he sing easily

Realizing that he was in some difficulties, the little woman helped him understand:

"if not, would you like me to teach you?"

Ling Zhenyu was stunned --

never thought of such a good thing.

So he nodded quickly and said with a smile:

"then teach me to sing and we'll drink orange juice together."

The little woman took a sip of orange juice, her eyes turned, and she spoke softly:

"the man my little sister sent me was sent to the east gate; she caught up with the old man..."

Ling Zhenyu swallowed the saliva and looked at the little woman in his arms.

I never dreamed that she would teach him to sing songs.

Aware of the dullness of the man around her, an Liqi forced her smile and pretended to glance at him calmly:

"can't you learn such a simple thing? Tut..."

With that, she took a sip of juice on purpose and made a noise.

Orange juice is delicious!

He wants orange juice.

I want my wife's orange juice!

After confirming this idea, Ling Zhenyu took a few deep breaths and spoke in a calm voice:

"the man my little sister sent me..."

Open your mouth and kneel!

Is this the style of xiaoqu'er? It is clearly the mobilization speech for the meeting.

"Poof!"

Anliqi couldn't help it any longer, and a mouthful of orange juice came out.

Especially when I saw the man's brow frowning, he laughed.

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