Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 237

"No. I know what you know, and I know what you don't know." The voice was indifferent, and there was no room for change.

"Brother, don't you be so unfeeling to me every time, okay?" Gu Yan rubbed his hair, lay on the sofa and looked pitifully at Jiang Moyan, who was already busy in the kitchen, "I have been with you since childhood Brother who grew up under the same quilt, how can you neglect me for a woman who is now under the same quilt as you?"

The sad and complaining voice coupled with his expression at this time, it is a cute expression. I was drinking water and choked in my throat and coughed vigorously. Jiang Mo was washing rice in the kitchen. Yan Kua strode out, patted me on the back, and cast a cold look at the culprit.

"If you don't want me to throw you out, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

"Drink some water."

"Brother, don't be like this. You treat her so well and treat me so badly. People will feel unbalanced."

I just had a sip of water in my mouth and before I swallowed it, I was stimulated by his yin and yang voice, not up or down, the corner of my mouth twitched lightly, superb!

"I'm going back to my room first." Staying with them again, I feel that my mind will be out of control and YY them.

However, judging from the frequency of Gu Yan's hunting for sex over the years, it shouldn't be a problem.

For this reason, when I was still putting the cup down, I looked at Gu Yan more, and when I caught his gaze, he deliberately squeezed his eyes at me a few times, and I gave him a glare.

"Brother, if you don't take me in for a few days, I will appear in front of her every day to disgust her."

When I closed the door, Gu Yan's three-point threat and seven-point pleading words came over.

"It's a man, so clean up the mess I left behind, or just hide back to England." Qing Leng's voice was unmoved, and after a cold glance at Gu Yan, he continued with his unfinished work.

"The mess has been rotten for so long, and there is no dust left. How can I clean it up?" Gu Yan finally recovered his serious appearance, "I think my life is pretty good now, and I don't want to change anything." With a distinct profile, slightly tense, he was playing with his phone.

"What is left, you naturally know better than me, why bother to deceive yourself and others."

"I don't understand what brother said. I have never been an infatuated person since I was a child. You don't know me the best. When I was in school, the shelf life of girlfriends would not exceed three months."

The mobile phone was spun around twice between his thumb and index finger, and then he put it away. He folded his hands behind his head, and looked out the window with eyes that couldn't see clearly, as if he was quietly recalling a certain time in the past. A moment of good old times.

I stood by the door, the light in my eyes changed, Gu Yan and Feng Tian must have a story, not necessarily romantic, but they must be heart-warming.

Food was overflowing in the living room, and Gu Yan at the dining table closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, "Brother's craftsmanship is still as good as before. One year, two years... I can't remember, I forgot how many years I haven't I have eaten the food you cooked, today is thanks to my sister-in-law."

He didn't care about Jiang Moyan's cold handsome face, he filled a bowl by himself, sat down opposite Jiang Moyan, and commented while eating.

"This dish with prunes and meat is delicious. The meat is fat but not greasy. The taste of prunes also seeps into the meat. It's delicious."

"Uncle, grandpa says he doesn't talk when he eats or sleeps." Yaya, who was eating quietly, said vaguely with a mouth full of food and stared at her big shining eyes.

"I received a Western education, not a Chinese education. Proper communication at the dinner table will increase mutual affection." After Gu Yan finished speaking boldly, another piece of meat fell into his mouth.

"It's easy to choke when eating and talking." Before Yaya finished her sentence, Gu Yan lowered his head and stroked his neck, staring at Yaya who was passing the water glass in front of her to her.

"He needs it." Jiang Moyan hugged back Yaya who had slid off the chair, and gave her a Qingshui ball.

Gu Yan snatched the cup before Yaya could withdraw her hand, and gulped it down.

"Yaya is still caring." Gu Yan seemed to have forgotten who caused him to choke, and praised Yaya, "Hey, there are rice grains in the cup."

"That's the cup Yaya used." Yaya smiled innocently and cutely.

Gu Yan's face turned ugly instantly.

"My daughter's saliva is delicious." Jiang Moyan, who was eating elegantly, picked up the water glass in front of her and gave Yaya a sip.

"Brother, are you disgusting?" Gu Yan glared angrily at the father-daughter couple in front of him, seeing that they didn't pay any attention to him, he picked up the bowl and continued to eat.

"Just show it off, I also had children."

"Didn't you have it a long time ago?" Gu Yan separated the chopsticks holding the preserved eggs, and a slight click sounded in the instantly quiet living room. After a few minutes, his movements became stiff.

"I remembered that there are still important things that have not been dealt with on the construction site." The porcelain bowl and chopsticks fell at the same time, Gu Yan picked up the coat on the sofa and walked away in a disorderly manner.

Jiang Moyan glanced at his leaving back lightly, and continued to eat.

"Feng Tian's child is his?"

I poked the rice grains in the bowl, Jiang Moyan sometimes hurts people too much, let alone Gu Yan's actions for him, it is a bit immoral for him to provoke him with a child who died young.

Jiang Moyan remained silent, I looked up, my eyes full of resentment.

"They don't understand what their feelings are. If you worry about their problems for no reason, why don't you take care of me and Yaya, or..."

His eyes flicked over my flat stomach, suggestively.

My face turned hot, it turned out that he also wanted to have another child, but I... was full of expectations, but at the same time, my heart was inevitably mixed with melancholy. I know my physical condition better than anyone else, and the chance of pregnancy is very high. , but not much.

Night fell again, Yaya was sleeping soundly in my arms, and I was snuggled into Jiang Moyan's arms.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Moyan took off my arm on Yaya, turned me around, and looked at me with burning eyes.

"I feel so happy now." I wrapped my arms around his waist and rubbed against his arms, "Do you like children?"

"I like ya ya." Jiang Moyan inserted his fingers into my hair, avoiding the important ones.

No longer asking, I shrank into his arms again, clinging to his body, feeling the scorching temperature of his body.

"Don't have any pressure, let nature take its course, there are times in your life, you must have it, and there is no time in your life, don't force it."

"Are you trying to increase my sense of guilt?" I opened my mouth and bit the hard muscle in front of him, and my teeth ached a little.

"I just want you to be happy."

He stepped back and took out my head nestled in his arms. His obsidian-like eyes filled with affectionate depths were bottomless, exuding a captivating magnetic force. With just one glance, I fell into it and couldn't extricate myself.

I gently stroked his side face shrouded in a layer of pure white moonlight with my hand, and he gently pressed my hand.

"It was my fault in the past. I built a future with my own ideas. I don't know that there are too many surprises in our minds. When I understand it, the damage has already been done. Thank you, give me one more time so that I can make up for the previous crimes." wrong."

The magnetic discourse is mellow and deep, like the continuous playing of the bass part of the piano, and each note is sweet and exciting.

"I can't promise how much happiness I can give you, I can only use the rest of my life to answer for you."

"What you said is so sensational." I sniffed my nose lightly. In the past, I might have been moved to tears, but today I don't know why. It's just that there were tears in my eyes at the very beginning, and then they disappeared little by little. Only the anxious nasal sound remained.

"Why don't you come along? Let's have an affectionate dialogue?"

The affectionate atmosphere was completely destroyed by his frivolous words.

I rolled my eyes indecently, curled my lips, "I don't want it, I'm like a fool."

"Song Xiaoxi, you actually said that I look like a fool, I don't want you to look good." Jiang Moyan's face sank, and he started to yell at me.

Being ticklish by nature, I rolled around laughingly on the bed, until Yaya next to me started to wrinkle her face and roll over in protest.

Jiang Moyan immediately stopped moving, the two of us didn't even dare to take a breath, the little guy stopped moving, and fell asleep peacefully again, and we breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Jiang Moyan's scorching eyes, which were pressing on me, almost burned my skin, and slowly kissed my forehead along the moonlight, the gentle kiss went all the way down, and when it reached the lips, the kiss instantly became overbearing It was hot, each other's breathing began to become disordered, and the annoying cell phone ringing rang in the room exuding countless affectionate feelings.

Jiang Moyan paused for a moment and didn't intend to talk about it. I was afraid of disturbing Yaya, so I motioned him to take a look.

"In the middle of the night, who is going to harass me." The dissatisfied man cursed in a low voice, looked at the number on it, swears again, shuts off the phone, and puts him on the first side of the bed.

This side has not picked up the interest for the second time, and brisk music sounds.

"Sleep in the future, turn off all the phones." Jiang Moyan with a dark face, scratched his hair manically, picked up the phone angrily, and turned it off without even looking at it.

The landline rang at the next moment, and the sound of bones rattling echoed in the huge room. In the room with no lights on, his back was facing the light, and the moonlight poured down on his white back. It was white and beautiful, and against the light side, it was cold and terrifying , two completely different extremes, I couldn't help but burst out laughing out loud, it turns out that men who are dissatisfied with desire are really not ordinary horrors.

Jiang Moyan would give me a glare, I hurriedly got under the quilt to avoid his lethal sight, shrugged innocently, it was not my fault.

When the phone rang again, Yaya murmured dissatisfiedly and then turned over in a fretful frown. I hurriedly held him in my arms and patted her back. Jiang Moyan pressed his lower lip tightly and turned around in a hurry. Grabbing the phone neatly, the anger on his body has reached the breaking point. If he can catch it, he probably has the desire to tear the person on the other end of the phone to shreds.

"If you dare to hang up the phone, I will come to your love nest immediately, and I will make you restless tonight."

"Feng Tian, ​​you'd better not provoke me."

The sound of falling to freezing point is even more chilling in the dark night.

"Jiang Moyan figured out the relationship between the two of us, tell me if that child is still alive, tell me! I want to know the truth!" Feng Tian over there was so emotional that she yelled out almost every word, angry trembling.

"I think you should ask your family about this matter instead of calling me, an insignificant person, in the middle of the night. If you call again, my answer will be the same, without knowing anything."

At the end of the sentence, the phone was turned off, leaving only the sound of broken porcelain lingering in my ears.

I pursed my lips twice, but I couldn't bear it.

"That child is really alive."

Jiang Moyan nodded slightly, "I'm going out for a glass of water, do you want it?" Putting on his pajamas, the belt was loosely tied around his waist.

"I'm not thirsty, don't stay outside for too long."

Looking at his leaving back, I knew he didn't ignore Gu Yan that much, but this feeling was hidden too deeply for outsiders to understand.

On the tip of the moon, the worms were so happy, I took the mobile phone that Jiang Moyan put aside and rubbed it, wondering if I should disturb my mother who was almost irrational who was shocked by an unexpected news at this time.

During the time of two cigarettes, Jiang Moyan went back to the room and lay down quietly beside me, hugging my body.

"Sleep, I'll take you out while there aren't too many things going on these few days."

He lightly rubbed my hair, and the familiar breath filled his nose. I, who was not thinking about this at all, didn't ask him where he was going.

"Children are very important to a woman."

"Feng Tian likes children very much." After waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Moyan behind him remained silent and spoke again.

"Have you ever thought about the crazy behavior she would do after knowing the news. If it were me, I would definitely put a knife on Gu Yan's neck right now and let him take me to see the child. Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble at home."

"The result of the restlessness is that I can use this to end my engagement with her."

"Jiang Moyan..." How can you, the second half of the sentence is stuck in my throat and I can't spit it out.

"Her emotions can be appeased by someone, and things will be settled by someone, but this person is not you and me, we just need to be quiet and sober bystanders, don't interfere too much, poke them at the right time, than us rashly intervene Much better."

I opened my mouth, and what he said seemed to make sense, as he said, if they can't see this relationship clearly, others will only add to the confusion if they help.

"I don't want to sleep, do I still want to..." Seeing that I hadn't closed my eyes yet, Jiang Moyan pushed me over.

I put my hand in front of him, "Forget it, I'm not interested, go to sleep."

I have no interest at all, I have been tired for another day today, my whole body is sore and weak, I really want to sleep right away.

Seeing me drooping eyelids and turning over, Jiang Moyan took me into his arms and whispered in my ear, "Sweet dream."

"Good dream." Accompanied by his steady breathing and strong heartbeat, I slowly fell asleep.

The soft morning light filled the room. Accompanied by the singing of birds, I slowly opened my eyes and stretched out comfortably. It was another sunny day, and I had a good night's sleep, feeling particularly good.

Yaya, who had already woken up and washed up, pushed open the door lightly, and her big shiny eyes added a bit of brilliance to see me wake up.

"Mom is awake. Dad has already made breakfast. Mom hasten to get up. We are going out after dinner."

As a mother, being urged by her daughter like this, this old face is really a bit unbearable, I quickly got up, picked up the bedside Jiang Moyan helped me prepare my clothes and put them on quickly, and put them away easily and neatly.

On the plane, maybe going out with mom and dad, Yaya was extraordinarily happy, she couldn't help admiring the scenery outside even though she often flew by plane.

We sat by the window, the father and daughter were lying on the window, looking at the shape of the clouds outside, the white clouds in the sky were all given weird names by them, and Yaya would occasionally ask me, I'll just reply.

Finally, when Yaya fell asleep, Jiang Moyan held my hand, "Unhappy?"

"No." I lowered my head and fiddled with my fingers.

"I should have told you in advance." A flash of guilt flashed across Jiang Moyan's face, "I feel uncomfortable, so let's take Yaya on a trip."

I kept silent, the moment I stepped on the plane, I realized that this was going to Vancouver, who lived in Vancouver, my heart was like a mirror, it has been so many years, what she did to me at the beginning It has been deeply embedded in my bone marrow like a steel nail, and every night when I can't sleep, there is a faint pain, but the pain is small but connected with my heart, and I can't ignore the pain after pain.

This kind of silence lasted until the plane landed. I stood at the exit and refused to go out. Although the sun outside was hot, it couldn't dispel the thick haze in my heart.

"Book a return ticket." Jiang Moyan, who has been paying attention to me, held my hand tightly and walked into the hall. I, who was immersed in the painful scene of the year, followed him mechanically, with the baby in my arms Yaya didn't know that the atmosphere between us was not right, a pair of big black eyes kept gazing at the passengers with different expressions.

(End of this chapter)