Born to be pregnant

Chapter 37 Dry Mouth
"Thank you." She couldn't wait to unscrew the bottle, and the ice water poured into her throat, which seemed to wash away the heat in an instant, and her heart also settled down. She asked him, "Alex, how do you feel?"

"Your hands are too rough." She was full of expectations, but his answer made people's mood drop to the lowest point in an instant.Well, she admits that her hands are indeed not as delicate and smooth as ordinary women, but she thinks that she has carefully maintained them over the years, except for the thin calluses on the palms that have faded, they are not that rough.

"That's it?" She curled her lips, "Don't you hate women so much that you can tell the rough from the rough if you haven't met women before?"

"Hmm, compared to men's, of course it's a little more delicate," he added while standing by the window.In fact, the throbbing and beauty just now still exists in her heart. Her hands are completely different from the man's.

"..." I really didn't know whether it was a compliment or a compliment, so Tang Mowan could only smile wryly, "Then how do you feel about tonight's treatment? Can you accept this kind of treatment?"

"Not bad." His answer finally made her breathe a sigh of relief, "Okay, then I'll go back first, and I'll make an appointment with you for a specific time in a few days."

She curled her still dry lips, took her things and hurried out.It seems that there are scourges behind.

He didn't force him to stay either, and waited until the lights on the 28th floor across the street came on before turning his gaze away.

Picking up the silent phone on the table, there have been three missed calls.

One of them was called by Mrs. Fu. Fu Shaoqian's cold and hard face finally softened a little, and he turned back to the other party.

"Grandpa." The moment the phone was connected, he called softly with a smile.

"Shaoqian, I thought you didn't want to answer grandpa's phone call." Mrs. Fu is already ninety years old this year, and has already started to take care of his old age, but he still has an important position in the Fu family, and no one dares to disobey him.

Fu Shaoqian was no exception: "How could it be, Grandpa, I was just busy and didn't hear it. Don't worry, I will remember it. Tomorrow is your [-]th birthday. I will definitely go."

"Really?" There are many descendants of Mr. Fu, but he is the only one who prefers Fu Shaoqian.

"Of course." Fu Shaoqian looked at the inscription on the wall, "Grandpa, it's already very late, and I won't disturb your rest. I'll visit you early tomorrow."

"Okay, remember to come early."

After finishing the call with Mrs. Fu, the smile on Fu Shaoqian's face gradually disappeared. Tomorrow, there should be a good show to watch.

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Tang Mo fell into a drowsy sleep lately, and in his dream, a pair of men's hands actually appeared, walking on her body.

The dryness and heat follow you like a shadow, and you can't get rid of it no matter how you shake it.

She turned around in some annoyance, raised her hand, and heard a clear crisp sound, and the touch from her hand was clear and firm.

Tang Mowan was dumbfounded, and Fu Zimu was dumbfounded.

Her drowsiness was immediately frightened away. When she opened her eyes, she saw the man crouching on top of her who was leaking aggression. She immediately kicked him mercilessly and kicked him off the bed.

Heh, it turned out that the feeling that she was being touched just now was not a dream, but that this damned man came up to eat her tofu without anyone noticing.The straps of her pajamas slipped out of her fragrant shoulders, and she glared: "Beast!"

(End of this chapter)