Little Fuwa in the era: Three uncles rushed to pet me

Chapter 343 Why isn’t my belly growing?

Chapter 343 Why isn’t my belly growing?

Zhou Yan held it in like this until the banquet was over. When the family was going outside, they bumped into each other again in the parking lot.

When the two sides faced off, Yun Zhimeng was no longer as low as before. He put his hands in front of his body, his slender neck slightly raised, and his eyes were somewhat scornful, quite aggressive.

When the Zhao family saw this, they took a step back.

Yun Zhimeng was not polite at all, and smiled at them.

"Thank you."

Meng Yi found the right moment and put his arm around Yun Zhimeng's shoulders.

"I'll go drive, just wait here for me."

"Okay." Yun Zhimeng responded.

When Meng Yi left, he hung Yun Zhimeng's bag on his shoulder.

This show of affection was so solid that it made Zhao Zehuai feel particularly uncomfortable.

The couple had a spiritual connection. Zhao Zehuai was feeling uncomfortable, but Zhou Yan next to him said, "It seems that Miss Yun's new boyfriend is very considerate."

When I opened my mouth, it still smelled like green tea.

"Yes, he has always been very good." Yun Zhimeng responded.

"If that's the case, then I'm relieved. Originally, I felt very sad because of Miss Yun's divorce, but seeing that Miss Yun has found a good home so quickly, I'm really happy for Miss Yun."

This is a secret poke at her...

Doesn't finding a new home so quickly mean that she is disorderly and seamless?
Haha, a couple of bitches, they are as dirty as shit themselves, how can they still have the nerve to talk about others?I really don’t know how to look at myself in the mirror.

Yun Zhimeng cursed in his heart, but still had a smile on his face.

"Isn't that right? Fate is so strange sometimes." She replied.

"Why does Mrs. Zhao feel guilty? Speaking of which, I still want to thank you? The old ones won't go away, and the new ones won't come. If Mrs. Zhao hadn't helped me pick up the old and rotten ones, I wouldn't have met them. It’s so good.”

“What is bad, rotten?
I don't agree with what Miss Yun said. The quality of something does not depend on who is using it.

The same thing, in the hands of some people, is useless and has no value, but in the hands of some people, it can be handy. "

As Zhou Yan spoke, she reached out to take Zhao Zehuai's hand.

The two women were chatting and laughing on their faces, while behind their backs there were flashes of swords and swords. Zhao Zehuai was stunned for a moment.

Just at this time, Meng Yi drove the car.

"Mrs. Zhao is very right. Only you know whether something is in your hands or not."

Yun Zhimeng said as he opened the car door and tried to get in the car.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say a few words: "It seems that we are living well after divorcing Mr. Zhao. Anyway, you see, my company is doing well and I have a new relationship.

Mr. Zhao is also going to be a father. No matter what, I am still sincerely happy for us. "

Halfway through Yun Zhi's dream talk, he looked Zhou Yan up and down again.

"If nothing else, Mr. Zhao is very lucky.

You see, how well Mrs. Zhao maintains her figure. Even when she is pregnant, she is still so beautiful, so slim, and her figure is not out of shape at all.

Sister An An's third aunt is also about this month. The last time I saw her, she was already very pregnant, and she looked bulky. After all, she was not as good at taking care of herself as Mrs. Zhao. "

Zhou Yan's heart tightened suddenly when she heard Yun Zhimeng's words.

The smile on Yun Zhimeng's face did not diminish, and she opened the door and got in the car with a casual look.

Meng Yi stepped on the accelerator and the car passed in front of the Zhao family. Their various expressions were reflected on the car windows.

**
On the other side, An An was sitting in the new house, rubbing her calves with both hands.

I have to say that this Chinese-style wedding is really troublesome, with all kinds of red tape and endless red tape. Also, this tiara is really ridiculously heavy. It sticks to her scalp and pulls all the hair on her head. It makes her scalp hair directly. numb.

At this time, she threw her crown away and lay down on the big bed.Sure enough, she is still more suitable to be a modern person, free and easy, and the ancient rich lady is not suitable for her at all.

Just at this moment, the door opened.

An An was so frightened that she sat up from the bed.

But he saw Ning Zhe coming in with a cool breeze.

His fair face had a bit of blush on it, and his eyes were blurry, probably because he had drank a lot of wine.

"Come back so soon?" An An asked.

She thought he had to stay with the guests for a while longer.

"What do those people have to apologize for? Of course I had to come earlier to accompany you." Ning Zhe sat next to her, looking directly at her with his eyes, and quietly moved his hand towards her...

He held her little hands in his, and his tone was half drunk and half sincere.

"An'an, from now on, you are mine." He sighed.

An An was embarrassed by what he said and pushed him: "I hate it, the door is not even closed. Someone should be here by then."

"Don't worry, no one will come." Ning Zhe said.

"Huh?" An An was a little surprised.

"Aren't you going to have a wedding ceremony?"

"What's the fuss about? I've sent them away?"

"Ah? This...isn't that bad?"

"What's wrong with this? I've been waiting for such a long time, like I've been waiting for a long time, to have such a beautiful daughter-in-law. My daughter-in-law is beautiful, smart, kind and capable.

I couldn't even hold such a good daughter-in-law in my arms, so why did those people make trouble?
Am I stupid? "

An An quietly raised the corner of her mouth.

It doesn't look like he's completely drunk, at least he's flattering.

"Daughter-in-law, wait a minute, I have something good for you."

After Ning Zhe paid homage, he changed his title and called "wife" one after another. Every time he shouted, he felt comfortable listening to it.

He put down these words, turned around and went out again.

"Hey, you..."

An An didn't even have time to stop him.

…………

What does it mean that the bride and groom just came and left again?
In such a great time, is it possible that he still has to ask her to keep him?
However, Ning Zhe left and came back after a while, holding a bowl of millet porridge in his hand, bringing it to An An like a treasure, saying: "Daughter-in-law, you eat, you eat, hehe..."

His eyes were gleaming with drunkenness, and he was in a good mood, looking at her and smiling "hehe".

Well, after drinking, Ning Zhe was a little less shrewd and a little more stupid than usual.

"Where did the porridge come from?" An An asked.

"I asked my aunt to prepare it. I heard that the bride couldn't eat well on the wedding day, so I asked my aunt to prepare it for you early. It's what you like to drink with sweet dates added. Drink more. If it's not enough, there will be more. Where’s the pot?”

…………

This is true, I never forget to take care of her appetite at all times...

Ning Zhe stood aside and saw An An's bare feet at a glance.
"Why did you take off your shoes? You must be tired after walking all day, right? You eat, and I'll rub them for you."

Without thinking, he knelt down in front of her and held her in his hands.

(End of this chapter)

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