Dominated husband,stay away from me!

"It's very good."

He pinched her jaw and said with a sneer.

The fundus of my eyes was frozen like winter.

She had a headache, and she was more angry if he had no irony.

Shallow to hook up the lip corner, Cheng Hua mocked and said: "you don't follow me here Yin Yang strange gas, get up!"

Zhou xianben is angry. If she is soft, or if she doesn't speak, maybe he will be fine.

But he forgot. Who is Cheng Hua?

When it comes to hard temper, it doesn't lose a man at all.

The harder you are, the harder she will be with you.

Sometimes, it's not like a woman.

Especially when doing things, he is vigorous and vigorous, and his means are cruel. He is even more ordinary.

"Draw, don't make me angry."

He gritted his teeth to warn that he was holding her jaw harder.

Her white chin was scarred by him.

Cheng Hua frowns more tightly and breaks free for a while.

Staring at him, she said coldly, "are you angry? Now I'm angry! Get out of here

After that, she pushed Zhou Xian aside.

Zhou Xianyang lay on the bed, raised his arm, covered his eyes, and did not move.

Cheng Hua stumbles to his feet and without looking back, he goes straight into the bathroom.

With her hands on the sink, she looked at herself in the mirror.

His cheeks are red, and the bottom of his eyes is hidden.

After biting her rosy lips, she turned on the faucet and threw cold water on her face.

With a few deep breaths and a mouthwash, she walked out of the bathroom.

The man is still in her bed.

She pursed the corner of her lip. She went over and kicked him in the calf. "Go back to your room! I'm going to sleep! "

Zhou Xian didn't respond.

Cheng Hua looks at him with his arm in his arms. For a long time, he loses patience.

Leaning over, she grabbed his arm, which covered his eyes.

"I'll let you go Ah

I wanted to pull him up, but I didn't expect him to hold his wrist with his backhand.

With a little effort, Cheng Hua exclaimed and fell on his chest.

Her back was clamped, and she raised her eyes in panic, just hitting the bottom of his eyes.

"Painting, can't you be good?" He said, tone some hurt, also some helpless.

Free a hand, caress her hair that has been lost, and hook the hair that falls on her cheek behind her ear.

"Don't you know how attractive you are? Give me a drink out with a man? "

She blinked her eyes and suddenly her head went blank.

"That manager is not good at first sight." He said, his hand slowly fell on her waist and buttocks, gently rubbing.

"I think he looks at you like he's going to eat you. I'm going crazy and I didn't beat him! He dares to put his arm around your waist

"Pooh

Don't know why, Cheng Hua laughs.

Zhou Weizheng narrowed his eyes and patted her buttocks.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Pa!" The voice is ambiguous.

Cheng's painting is stupefied, and the heat comes up on his cheek.

Ear tip lovely red up, she pursed the corners of her mouth, eyes around, dare not look at him.

What's the situation?

Why is the heart beating so fast?

And why is it so hot in the room?

She was hot and dry.

In fact, she is not alone in feeling the heat?

Zhou Xian is hotter and drier than her.

Heart and mind, deep love of the woman, think for many years, not easy to get the woman, in front of him, in his arms.

He thought it was too difficult to be Liu Xiahui.

But further, he was afraid to frighten the snake.

If you don't advance or retreat, you are in a dilemma.

Cheng Hua was embarrassed and angry. She put her hands on his chest. She said, "did you forget our three rules?"

Zhou Xian immediately let her go.

Cheng Hua falls to one side and lies on the bed side by side with him.

When the wine came, she narrowed her eyes and thought, wait a little longer, and then drive him out.

Not much time, people around the shallow breath, long.

Zhou Xian turned around and found that she did not know when she was asleep.

The corner of his lips aroused a spoiled smile. He got up and took off her clothes and put them in the quilt.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, tucking in the corner, he kept her calm.

Lean down and kiss her on the brow.

"Draw, I'll wait, wait for you."

Early in the morning, kneading a little sore forehead, Cheng opened his eyes.

At first glance, the white ceiling is just around me

One more breath!

Looking sideways, you can see Zhou Xian's magnified handsome face close to him.“！” Surprised, she quickly to the side of hiding.

Zhou Xian and Yi lie on the pillow beside her, arms together.

She looked at him half loud and looked down at herself under the quilt.

Fortunately, I was wearing a nightdress.

Whoa.

Just a sigh of relief, Cheng Hua suddenly froze.

Nightdress!

She doesn't remember changing her nightdress!

So, it is, he!

"Get up!" One foot in the past.

Zhou Xian was unprepared and fell under the bed in his sleep.

"Er!" He woke up with a cry of pain.

He sat up, rubbed his aching waist, turned his head, and looked at her: "painting?"

Cheng's teeth itch, but he doesn't know what to say.

This is a strange situation.

Finally, he just got up and walked quickly to the bathroom.

The door "bang!" Shut it with a bang.

Zhou Xian gets up and looks at the bathroom door, but he laughs.

After breakfast, they went to work together.

The whole process, basically zero communication.

But Zhou Xian knew that it was because Cheng was shy.

When I was on the elevator, I happened to meet the manager.

The manager asked Cheng Hua in a low voice, "are you ok?"

"Thank you for your concern

"I took care of you last night." Deliberately clenching the three words "one night", Zhou Xian asked with a smile, "why don't you thank me?"

"You Cheng Hua stares at him!

Is this man crazy!

That's what the manager said when he was still there.

However, Zhou Xian said that to the manager.

It's getting more and more childish.

It turns out that the men of Zhou family are so naive when they are jealous.

*

Zhou family.

After listening to Chu zhouran and Fu Mingrui, old lady Zhou and Zhou Yanxi, as well as aunt GUI and Xiao Dong, were all relieved.

"Ah Chen, when are they going to bring the bag back?" Zhou Yanxi asked.

Chu zhouran said: "brother and sister-in-law want to get along with Xiaobao more. After all, Xiaobao has forgotten everything now."

"Oh, my poor child." Mrs. Zhou's voice was deep, and she rubbed her worries and heartache.

Zhou Yanxi held her hand. "Mom, don't worry too much. Zhou ran didn't say that. The temporary amnesia can definitely be remembered."

"Yes, I can remember." Fu Mingrui said, "you don't have to worry too much."

"Well, this time, it's hard for you. Did Jin Qiu and Feng Wen go? It's a good boy. Ah Chen has made a lot of good children. "

At noon, having lunch at Zhou's house, Fu Mingrui is anxious to see Mu Mu, and leaves soon.

At this time, Mu Mu should be at work, so he went directly to the Zhou family.

Standing at the door of the office, through the glass door, you can see her behind the desk dealing with things.

White face, serious expression, gently pursed small mouth.

Everything looks so exciting.

Reach out and push open the door.

Mu Twilight smell sound to look over, a Zheng.

"Back." She came to her senses and laughed.

Fu Mingrui walked quickly and stood in front of her, holding her cheek in both hands and kissing her head down.

……

Rongcheng.

Courtyard of a military region.

Meng baozi sits on the sofa quietly with Wen Junshi, beside Kuang Xuelai and Zhou Yanchen.

After touching Meng baozi's hair, Kuang Xuelai turned her head and whispered to Zhou Yanchen, "ah Chen, I think the bag has changed."

Zhou Yanchen looks at her son and nods.

It's a lot quieter.

Children of this age should have been innocent.

I don't know whether such a change is good or not.

"Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, drink water." Mrs. Wen brings water and fruit.

Kuang Xuelai quickly thanks and invites her to sit down.

"I'm sorry to disturb you like this."

"Nothing." Mrs. Wen said with a smile, "otherwise I'm bored at home alone."

Because Zhou Yanchen and Kuang Xuelai, Wen's wife specially asked for a few days off from work to accompany them.

Just sat down and chatted for a while, the mobile phone rang.

Wen's wife answered the phone, "Hello, Jingyu. Well, well, OK

Hang up the phone, she said to Zhou Yanchen and Kuang Xue: "Jingyu said that today there are members of the youth fighting group to the team."

Before she finished, Meng baozi turned her head and looked at it. Xiaofeng's eyes were shining.

Hearing his wife's smile, he said, "Jingyu said let's take the bag and have a look, OK?"

Kuang Xuelai nodded and held Meng baozi's small meat hand, "does Xiaobao want to go?"

"Well." Nodding, he said shyly, "to go."Zhou Yanchen drove with Mrs. Wen and Kuang Xuelai, as well as two children, Meng Baozi and Wen Junshi.

Wen Jingyu picked them up at the army gate and took them to the training hall.

There are men and women in the youth combat group. The youngest is 6 years old and the oldest is 11 years old.

The young cadets of the team sit on the ground with members in the middle.

Kuang Xuelai and Zhou Yanchen sit on the ground with Meng baozi. Zhou Yanchen lays two cushions for Kuang Xuelai, so she can rest assured that she will sit down.

Meng baozi has been staring at these members since he saw them on TV.

Kuang Xuelai rubbed his hair. It suddenly occurred to him that once she was carrying cute buns, she saw soldiers training on the road. At that time, he said that he would become a soldier in the future.

"It's a prophecy." With a low murmur, Zhou Yanchen hugged his shoulder.

"What do you say?" He asked.

Kuang Xuelai told him this in a low voice. At last, he asked him, "a Chen, would you like to let Xiao Bao be a soldier?"

Zhou Yanchen coagulated the cute steamed stuffed bun. His quiet and serious small face said in a deep voice: "it depends on him. If he wants to, we should respect him."

"Well." Nodding, she leaned in Zhou Yanchen's arms.

The demonstration performance of the members of the fighting group began soon.

It doesn't look like teenagers at all. Their speed and strength are amazing.

Meng baozi's blood was boiling, and his small fist was tightly clenched.

Wen Jingyu stood behind him and looked at him. He had an idea in his heart.

It's just that this idea has to be approved by Meng baozi's parents, Zhou Yanchen and Kuang Xuelai.

Meng baozi is a good seedling. He really wants to cultivate him.

In the future, he will become the top in this field.

He had a hunch.

After watching the performance, the members invited the students to have a discussion.

The students usually have combat training, and two of them have good results. The members of the fighting group give them a lot of guidance.

"Any more?" Asked the captain.

Although he is not the oldest in the fighting group, he is the most powerful.

Feng Ao is only 9.5 years old this year.

"Me

A boy's voice rang out.

Everybody, look here.

Kuang Xuelai looks at the cute steamed stuffed buns with small arms raised in surprise.

"Little bag?"

How can he get up there?

"Xiaobao, these are big brothers. You..."

Before Kuang Xuelai's words were finished, he was interrupted by Zhou Yanchen.

"Snow, let him go up and have a try."

"Ah Chen?"

"It doesn't matter."

Looking at Meng baozi, Zhou Yanchen patted him on the shoulder, "go."

Meng baozi looks at him, nods deeply, and turns to look at Wen Jingyu behind him.

Wen Jingyu smiles and nods.

Meng baozi walks to the middle and stands in front of Feng Ao.

Feng Ao looks at him, the child who hasn't completely opened.

The meat is white, the most striking is the face.

Too good-looking, too good-looking.

"Are you all right?"

It's not that you look down on cute steamed stuffed buns, but Fengao is a professional fighting teenager after all, "I'll hurt you for a while, aren't you afraid?"

Meng baozi didn't speak, his legs were slightly separated, and he made a ready posture.

Feng Ao was surprised and then laughed.

"Well, come on."

The first time, he smashed the cute buns to the ground.

A child less than 4 years old and a 9.5-year-old fight, how the result, there is no suspense at all.

In terms of height, Fengao is about two heads higher than Meng baozi.

Once a time was blocked proud fall, Meng baozi pain, but also said nothing.

Gradually, he mastered some rhythm, and could also catch up with one or two moves.

Feng Ao is more and more surprised. For the 10th time, he falls down on Meng Baozi and reaches out to him.

Meng baozi looks at the slender palm of his hand, gripping his teeth.

Feng Ao pulled him up, patted him on the shoulder and asked him in a low voice, "do you want to come to our youth fighting group? Children. "

Meng baozi doesn't speak. He takes back his hand and returns to Kuang Xuelai.

Zhou Yanchen was very proud of him, even though he didn't win.

But mom and dad are different.

Looking at the blue purple on Meng baozi's body, Kuang Xuelai bit his lips and didn't speak, full of heartache.

Just now, she gave up all the words about making Meng baozi a soldier.

After returning from the army to the compound of the military area command, Kuang Xue comes to apply some medicine to the Meng baozi.

Meng baozi looked at her, thought about it, and whispered, "I don't hurt."

This sentence, let Kuang Xuelai "Bata" suddenly shed tears."Why doesn't it hurt? It's all green. " She said, "in the future, never..."

"I don't really hurt." Whispered a word, Meng baozi raised his small hand, touched Kuang Xuelai's cheek and wiped her tears. "I don't really hurt, mummy."

“！”

Kuang Xuelai was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

"Little bag? What do you call me, little bag

Cute buns hang their heads shyly.

Reaching out, she hugged him hard and kept kissing the top of his hair, "little bag, little bag, my little bag."

Meng baozi rubbed her chest, and her small mouth was raised.

In the study, Wen Jingyu asked Zhou Yanchen to sit down and said he had something to say.

Feng Mou is heavy, Zhou Yanchen probably guessed what Wen Jingyu is going to say.

"Does Mr. Wen think the small bag is suitable?"

Sure enough, communicating with smart people is not tiring.

Nodding, Wen Jingyu took a sip of tea cup, "very suitable, he is destined to go this way."

"It's not up to anyone to decide what kind of road he should take." Zhou Yanchen said in a deep voice, glancing at Wen Jingyu, "Mr. Wen, do you understand what I mean?"

Wen Jingyu sighed, "I just feel that if I give up like this, it's a pity."

"We will naturally respect Xiao Bao's ideas." After a meal, Zhou Yanchen went on to say, "we have stayed here long enough. Maybe in a few days, we will return to Liangcheng with a small bag."

Wen Jingyu said: "Xiaobao is your child, which should be. But it's time for poetry to cry again. "

The last sentence is a bit of a joke, which also eases the stiff atmosphere before.

Zhou Yanchen raised his lips with a smile.

When a beauty smiles, she is in bloom.

Even hearing Jingyu, a big man, couldn't help being stunned.

This is a monster.

In his heart evaluation, he picked up his tea cup with a smile and took a sip.

I don't know if Xiaobao will become a demon No.2 who Charms thousands of women when he grows up.

All of a sudden, I have a bad taste.

Wen Jingyu's smile changed. Zhou Yanchen's eyes turned cold. However, he was too lazy to care for cute steamed buns.

Otherwise, according to Zhou Meiren, it's not so easy to let go.

Hotel.

Kuang Xuelai came out of the bathroom and saw Zhou Yanchen leaning against the head of the bed, with his mobile phone in his hand, counting carefully what he was doing.

Wiping her hair, she stepped forward.

"Chen, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yanchen raised her eyes and looked at her, which made Kuang Xuelai's back cold for no reason.

"You, you, you..."

Even said three you, her cheek inexplicably red.

Two people together for such a long time, say, two children have.

What does Zhou Yanchen mean by a look? She can guess it nine times out of ten times.

It's because you guessed it right that I was shy.

This man!

Subconsciously step back, the next second, the bed man opened the quilt, a grip of her wrist.

"Ah."

With a gentle cry, she was full of enthusiasm.

Zhou Yanchen's evil smile is extremely beautiful and soft, which puzzles people's heartstrings and arouses people's unconsciousness.

"Didn't you ask me what I was looking at?"

He said.

Kuang Xuelai blinks big eyes, don't open your eyes, "um."

"I'm looking at the calendar." He replied, but the answer, with a deep meaning.

Did not wait for Kuang snow to think about it, and then listen to his calm look said: "it has been 109 days."

"What, what? What 109 days. "

"You are pregnant." He said, pulling her forward and clasping her in his arms.

What?

In this case, how could he say it!

Kuang Xuelai glared at him. He was so hot and shy that he was about to smoke.

"You, what are you talking about?"

"Really." He gave her a kiss on the mouth and said seriously: "now there is no fetal movement, I can only communicate with it like this."

This is simply, this is nonsense!

"What kind of communication do you have?" Kuang Xue comes cold hum.

"Ha ha." Low smile, Zhou Yanchen Feng eyes slightly convergence, thin lips slightly friction, slow voice enunciation: "yes, exclusive."

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