Cute Wife:The President Husband Is So Domineering

At the end of the last time, Ling Xiaoan was already weak and sleepy. She felt that she had been held to take a bath, and then put back to bed, and her clothes were changed into clean clothes.

There was no temperature on the other side of the bed. It was cold. She gently grasped the thin quilt and opened her heavy eyelids. It seemed that the sky outside was still bright, but the curtains in the room were tightly closed, and there was no light.

It was dark and cloudy around. The air was cold and humid like hell, and... The smell he left behind.

Opening the quilt, she opened the side drawer, but the last pill seemed to have been eaten a few days ago.

I don't know whether it's the psychological effect of fear or the relationship of physical overdraft. Suddenly, a feeling of nausea stirred in her stomach.

She pinched her fingers, a cold sweat oozed from her back, and her thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably!

……

At dinner time, in the candlelight restaurant, there are beautiful piano music.

At the round table, Joe sat quietly, his head slightly down.

When she left the hospital, his car had stopped downstairs, and then he drove to her.

But when she got here, she noticed something was wrong. There were no other guests in the big restaurant.

"Just us? Why are you here for dinner? " She raised her puzzled eyes and found a bunch of roses in the middle of the table, next to a delicate candlestick.

So, is this a candlelight dinner? But where does she come from at the moment?

Soon after, the waiter brought exquisite dishes, and the small round table was full.

After serving, the waiter immediately backed down, and the lights around the restaurant gradually dimmed, leaving only the candles on the table flickering with warm yellow light.

"Choose what you like. If it doesn't suit your appetite, I'll let them do it again." Lu Zhanshen picked up the chopsticks and put them in her plate.

Since he was pregnant, his appetite has not been as good as before, so tonight, he specially packed the most popular restaurant in Jiangcheng, and ordered the chef to prepare some dishes she usually liked.

With his chopsticks and his shallow eyes, Joe took a breath of air and asked directly: "Xiao an's younger brother is in hospital. He is very ill and needs an operation. You knew that before, didn't you? "

Smell speech, Lu Zhanshen raised his hand, piano music immediately stopped, restaurant attendants also consciously avoid open.

When he got up, he went to her and covered her fluffy hair with the palm of his hand.

As she raised her face, his fingers slowly slid down to her chin, and his fingertips pressed a little hard, but he was silent.

She trembled her eyelashes, and her black and white eyes gazed at his deep eyes, but... As if she could not find her familiar luster and expression.

At the beginning, she often felt that she could not understand the man. His eyes and words always seemed to hide another meaning.

It's like an ignorant child who can't understand the complex world of adults.

But gradually, she was no longer afraid of him, and the strange feeling disappeared.

But now, at this moment, that feeling seems to come back

"Are you blaming me?" The voice of magnetism is deep and cold. It is not a question, but a statement of fact.

He naturally thought that if she knew the truth, she would blame him.

Joe slowly swallow saliva, small hand break man pinch in her chin finger: "I know you are for me, you don't want me to worry, don't want me to have any trouble, don't want anything to affect my mood, you hope I can safely give birth to the child, I know you do things for me."

"But xiao'an... She is my friend, my only friend. Her brother is so sick, but I don't know anything."

Her voice, listening to is calm, not too much ups and downs, or, she is forced to endure some emotions, do not want to let themselves easily reveal.

"As far as I know, Xiao Han has contacted the doctor for the operation, so you can rest assured about her brother's condition." Lu Zhanshen said lightly.

"Is it?" Joe seemed a little relieved, but his heart was still wobbly, as if floating on the rough sea.

What makes her more anxious at the moment is another thing.

However, she did not know how to say it, and she did not know whether to say it.

If that acquisition plan is true, does it mean that he thought about acquiring Qiao at least a year ago?

Or perhaps this idea never disappeared in his mind?

HengYao group wants to buy Qiao.

Lu Zhan wants to buy her father's company.

In her ear, she suddenly recalled Fang Yurou's words, those ridiculous words that people didn't agree with, but now, every word is clearly replayed in her mind.

Not only Fang Yurou, but also Qin Wenyao, the woman, said something that people don't know why

She doesn't like to keep things in her heart. She wants to make it clear to him. She likes him to tell herself that all this is a misunderstanding.

But the words come to my mouth

Or into the stomach.

Suddenly, she stood up, nestled in his arms, very obediently, very obediently holding him, with a little nasal voice: "husband... Shall we go home?"? I don't want to eat. I want to go home now. "

Lu Zhanshen hugged her soft little body in her arms and comforted her back with a big palm. Her eyes darkened and she said in a soft voice, "OK, let's go home now."

He didn't question her, he didn't force her to say it. When he got back to the office, the document was spread out, so he knew that she saw something she shouldn't have seen.

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Back to the sandalwood garden, as soon as he entered the room, Joe threw himself into the warm arms of the man. He just hugged her like this, but he didn't say anything.

The man was pushed against the door by her, collected the deep eyes, and touched her head with his big hand: "what's the matter? Huh? So clingy again? "

After a while, Joe raised his face, a pair of small hands have climbed to the man's shoulder, she pinched his collar, wet eyes floating with a faint sadness.

The man bowed his head and directly kissed her on the lip, very light

When he was about to leave, she suddenly clung to his neck. Her face was buried in his neck socket. Her voice was so soft that she could hardly hear him clearly: "just a moment... A moment, OK? I want to... "