Flash marriage president is too dominant

"Miss Ji? The DNA you sent to our hospital for urgent testing has been found. You can come and get it! "

Like a thunderbolt, Ji Qianyu was instantly pulled back to reality: "what's the result...?"

He kept thinking and then spoke. Ji Qianyu suddenly found that it was not as difficult and painful as he thought. He seemed to have no feeling except emptiness.

"This? Miss Ji, in order to prevent the poor experimental results and protect the patient's privacy, our hospital has regulations. The experimental results are sealed directly from the testing room. I can only see a sealed bag with your number and remarks, telephone name, specific information and specific information of the tester. I can't see it. I can only take it away and open it myself! "

Listening to the nurse's explanation, Ji Qianyu's heart seems to have taken a reassurance. At the same time, she also has another heart: the more careful and meticulous the hospital is, the more uneasy and uneasy she is:

"It doesn't matter. Just open it for me and tell me the result!"

At her insistence, the little nurse at the other end let go, and then read her the results:

"... the test results of the report show that the coincidence rate of a and B genes is 99%. They are related, but not biological father-child relationship!"

Before the nurse finished, the blind voice of hanging up the phone came: "Hey, miss, do you want your report?"

Decadent crotch and shoulder, Ji Qianyu's eyes are bottomless and empty. The mobile phone on the ground is ringing all the time, but she has no desire to pick it up.

On this day, she sat in the office until dark. What she kept replaying in her mind were the test results of two different DNA issued by two hospitals, but her eyes fell straight on the farewell invitation letter on the table. When she got up, she picked up the envelope, put it into the shredder with the paper, and then walked out of the office like a ghost.

That night, when Feng Yiting came home, he heard a crackling sound from the kitchen.

When I walked in, Ji Qianyu was busy in the kitchen. Not only was the oven moving, but also the pot was steaming. At this time, she was cutting tomatoes.

She is not good at kitchen work. Apart from baking Western cakes, she is not very good at cooking and doesn't like cooking. Feng Yiting knows this very well, but he is surprised by the smell of meat from the kitchen:

"Yu'er, are you well? Just let the servants do these jobs! "

He has never been too picky about food, nor did he ask her to meet. On the contrary, sometimes I prefer her not to cook. She saves her worry and his stomach suffers less.

Ji Qianyu's cooking is poor. He has to recognize it! But if she is not proficient, she can bake cakes into works of art. He really doesn't comment on her cooking.

"Get better quickly! I want to cook ~ Yiting, let's have noodles today! " She can only do her best! It's too late to cram now.

Looking at him, Ji Qianyu's dimple was like a flower. Under the shallow light, his small face and weak body were simply beautiful.

I haven't seen her smile so happily for a long time. Feng Yiting's heart seemed to melt: "good! I'll eat what you do! My wife is a poison. I have to drink poison to quench my thirst. Who let me marry you! "

Laughing and joking, Feng Yiting also hugged her from behind. He felt warm and special attachment to her.

He smiled and Ji Qianyu looked back at him.

A quick peck from Feng Yiting fell over. She narrowed her eyes and smiled at the bottom of her eyes: "delay! Don't you change your clothes and get a bowl? "

Seeing that she had no previous resistance, Feng Yiting was also happy, so he did it: "Oh, soon!"

Back in the room, he put down his things, changed his casual clothes and remembered where. Feng Yiting also went to his garden, picked a bunch of roses and came back. Then he went into the kitchen. Ji Qianyu just finished cooking noodles. The simplest noodles are fried noodles with tomatoes and eggs. Unexpectedly, a red braised meat, Feng Yiting's favorite, was placed on the table. Although the color is a little dark, it looks decent.

Looking at it, Feng Yiting was shocked: "what did you do?"

Nodding, Ji Qianyu arranged his chopsticks and took off his apron: "well, Mrs. Wang gave instructions all the way. I can do it myself. I can definitely enter!"

Just about to pull Feng Yiting to sit down, she lifted her eyes and saw that he held a handful of red roses in his hand. In an instant, Ji Qianyu's eyes were bright. She stretched out her hand and took it:

"Thank you ~ Oh!"

One accidentally pricked his hand with blood by a flower thorn. He came forward, Feng Yiting pulled it and put it in his mouth: "what's the hurry? So careless! As if I had never seen a rose! "

He took the flowers again. Feng Yiting found a high mouth bottle and inserted it. It had a different flavor on the table.

When they sat down, they began to eat. The simplest noodles added a plate of braised meat, which was delicious enough to be unspeakable. Seeing Feng Yiting eating happily, Ji Qianyu was also very happy, but the bottom of his narrowed eyes unconsciously floated a layer of shallow water mist.

After dinner, they went for a walk in the hospital hand in hand. When they turned back, Ji Qianyu suddenly turned over and jumped on Feng Yiting:

"Yiting, it seems that you have never carried me back? I don't want to regret when I'm too old to walk. You carry me now ~ "

Holding her steadily, Feng Yiting smiled brightly: "hehe ~ no? There should be! "

Shouldn't it be a routine thing for him to hold her on his back?

"No! I don't remember, but no! "

Coquettish to hook his neck, Ji Qianyu fell over: "no matter what, you have to carry me back today ~"

In the future, she may never have such a chance again!

"OK, OK! Take the baby back! The big baby who is lazy is really killing people. How can he be lazy in the future? " With a sigh, he carried her behind his back, but Feng Yiting walked back steadily.

"Hee hee, as usual! Who makes the two young dragons powerful and omnipotent? "

Because they are in their own yard, they are very relaxed. Whether they say or not, the feeling of intimacy is that the sweetness on the screen is going to overflow.

They carried her back to the room and put her down. At the same time, they couldn't help kissing each other and hugging her. Feng Yiting just moved, but Ji Qianyu stopped her again:

"Well, it hasn't been washed yet! After supper! It's up to you tonight, okay? "

A soft language pressed Feng Yiting's surging excitement. He didn't want to destroy the atmosphere. He could only loosen his hand temporarily.

Then Ji Qianyu broke the test, and the cake and coffee came up. The small dinner plate was exquisite, not like a snack, but more like afternoon tea.