Chapter 102 You Got It
In the scorching heat, staying outdoors for a long time is prone to heatstroke, and Mr. Song is restless. He has to run outside every day. He either goes into the vegetable field, goes into the flower garden, or goes fishing by the pond... …Song De, Aunt He and others all tried to persuade him not to stop. Today, You Qian dragged his grandfather to watch TV together for a long time, and pestered him to play Go for a long time, in order not to let his grandfather run outside to bask in the sun.

By now, You Qian herself was also tired.

Because of You Qian's company, Mr. Song seemed very happy all day. He played Go for half a day in the afternoon. After the two of them had afternoon tea, seeing that You Qian was really sleepy, Mr. Song urged You Qian to go rest.

You Qian obediently went to take a nap.

In the evening, You Qian got up and made some favorite dishes for her grandfather, and the old and the young stood by the dining table and waited for Song Zhicheng to come back for dinner.

Just after six o'clock in the evening, the old house received a call from Song Zhicheng himself, saying that he had something to do and would not come back for dinner. Mr. Song finished his meal with You Qian and took a walk in the house. After waiting for Grandpa to fall asleep, she went back to the room.

After a whole day, the eyelids can hardly hold up.

You Qian gently rubbed her stomach, thinking that a little life was being conceived here, she couldn't help but feel infinite joy in her heart.

Before going to bed, You Qian left a bedside lamp for Song Zhicheng, and only covered her stomach with a thin quilt. The familiar environment, familiar bed, familiar smell... All these made her fall into a deep sleep very quickly.

After falling asleep, You Qian has been very quiet and rarely rolls around. What position was he before going to bed? He basically kept the same position the next day. When Song Zhicheng walked into the room, he stared at You Qian who was sleeping peacefully. for a few seconds.

His eyes rested on her delicate face, the baby-like skin was very fair and soft, causing people to have an urge to reach out and rub it, the pink lips were slightly parted, innocent but damn young Huo...

Song Zhicheng moved his eyes elsewhere, ignoring the inextricable clues that arose in his heart.

Under the soft orange light, Song Zhicheng just looked at her condescendingly, standing for a long time, until You Qian accidentally turned over and returned to a flat sleeping position.

Song Zhicheng lay beside her, and was quiet for a moment. He slowly stretched out his hand to remove the quilt, and then, seeing Youqian's porcelain-white skin clearly, Song Zhicheng took a breath uncomfortably, and kissed it without hesitating for long. , Every time he passed a place, a row of thin and dense kisses fell, and finally stopped at her lower abdomen, paused.

Song Zhicheng's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his big palm to put on You Qian's still flat abdomen. After a short pause, Song Zhicheng stroked her flat abdomen...

On that perennially stern and haughty face, there was a rare look of joy mixed in.

Song Zhicheng bent down, lowered his head, lowered his head and dropped a light kiss on Youqian's belly, just when he raised his eyes, he saw Youqian opened his eyes, and Song Zhicheng panicked for a moment.

The panic was only for a moment, and it immediately returned to its usual sternness.

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips: "Still sleeping?"

The voice was as cold as ice, and You Qian, who was sleepy and a little fuzzy, woke up immediately. After You Qian rubbed her eyes, she realized that she was almost naked. It's just the Hunpu, and the rest of it still has no shelter.

It is normal for the two to be honest, but she is still not used to it, blushing, You Qian tried her best to ignore Song Zhicheng's eyes, and said casually, "Are you still asleep?"

Song Zhicheng hummed softly.

Immediately, he lay down on his side with his back to her.

After Youqian glanced at Song Zhicheng quietly, her eyes were dazed, and she lost her mind for a while. She stared at the crystal lamp above her head, and heard his breathing, and wanted to suspect that her feeling just now was wrong.

But it can't be wrong.

Song Zhicheng's last kiss stopped on his stomach.

The touch of the skin is exceptionally clear.

Last night, tonight, intentionally or unintentionally, his hand always stayed on his stomach to caress. Although it was not obvious during the day, You Qian could occasionally notice that his eyes stayed on his stomach for a long time.

What does this mean?
he knows?
This guess is ridiculous.

But it is undoubtedly the most correct answer.

A strong light burst out from You Qian's eyes, like a long-term hopeless person who suddenly meets a glimmer of hope in the moment of frustration.

Even if this hope is just a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water, it is enough for her to grit her teeth, make up her mind, and keep going.

"He knew I was pregnant and was looking forward to the baby."

"Yeah, how could I be pregnant? Obviously, the protection measures have been very strict, and the only reason can only be that he wanted a child, and he gave himself a child when he didn't pay attention."

When thinking this way in her mind, the light in You Qian's eyes became hotter and hotter, but she still forced herself to stay awake.

Staring at Song Zhicheng's back, You Qian plucked up her courage, opened her arms and embraced it, just touching Song Zhicheng's skin, she keenly noticed that Song Zhicheng froze for a moment.

But he didn't push her away.

Clinging tightly to his cool skin, You Qian pressed her head against his back.

It was a signal she was sending.

He should understand.

He must understand.

There was a smile on You Qian's lips.Continue to lick his back with his head,
You Qian has been married to him for so long, doubting that he doesn't love her, suspecting that he hates herself... even doubting anything, but never doubting his interest in her.

Yes, she has this confidence.

In the past, as long as she showed a little interest, gently hugged him, or licked his skin, Song Zhicheng would definitely give her a scorching hot response.

About five or six minutes later, Song Zhicheng still did not take any action.

You Qian's smile froze for a moment, and his mood immediately recovered, and the absurd idea in his mind came out uncontrollably.

She encouraged herself and became more courageous again. When Song Zhicheng was not paying attention, she suddenly turned over and rolled slipperyly into Song Zhicheng's arms.

Song Zhicheng just gritted his teeth and glanced at her coldly.

You Qian tried her best to ignore his cold eyes, lowered her head, closed her eyes slightly, searched for his lips, and kissed them.

hiss……

Song Zhicheng's breathing rate suddenly accelerated, becoming less well-proportioned, with fine sweat on his forehead...

Restraining, after finally pushing her head away, Song Zhicheng wiped his mouth with his hand.

You Qian raised her eyes, her black eyes stared at him without blinking.

Song Zhicheng gritted his teeth, met her eyes, his face was tense, his lips were pursed, and there was obvious displeasure in his eyes.

Tonight, You Qian seemed very courageous, she opened her eyes and looked at him bravely.

silence.

No one spoke to break the silence.

After a short confrontation, Song Zhicheng suddenly opened his hand, and with a little effort, he pushed away You Qian who was tightly attached to him.

Their bed is very soft and wide, so you don't have to worry about falling. After You Qian rolled to the side, she got up suddenly. She stared at Song Zhicheng, her eyes were shining, and she opened her mouth and asked, "Why not?"

Song Zhicheng remained silent.

Enduring so hard, still don't want her.

What does this mean?
You Qian stared at him, not wanting to miss the slightest change on his face: "Do you know I'm pregnant?"

Song Zhicheng's fingers trembled slightly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

You Qian stared at his eyes as black as a deep pool, and said in a positive tone: "You know I'm pregnant."

 This chapter is a bit stuck.

  Aww... Suddenly I feel that Song Boss, who is occasionally idiotic, is also quite cute, so cute and stupid... Do you like it?There’s nothing I can do if I don’t like it, whoever makes the author like it, I have to satisfy the author, and then everyone\(^o^)/~
  
 
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