Overnight surprise: Mr.Gu, I'm pregnant!

This night, Lin Miaomiao didn't sleep well.

Strange dreams have been playing in her mind like a movie. She woke up several times on and off.

But every time there was a slight movement, he was hugged by the people around him.

The third time I woke up, the sky had gradually turned white. I couldn't see the sun through the thick dark blue curtains, but the sun secretly leaked in through the window.

Lin Miaomiao opened her eyelids and her chest was like a ball of cotton. It was wet and dull, making people out of breath.

She had just moved her tired body, and a strong arm had passed through, pulling the soft body in her arms down on her side.

This feeling of being held tightly after waking up is very reassuring.

Especially Gu Tingchen didn't even wake up, just subconsciously.

Lin Miaomiao looked at his exquisite side face, couldn't help but stretch out his hand to smooth his slightly frowning eyebrows, and then quietly came out of Gu Tingchen's arms for fear of waking him up.

Slowly and quietly changed their clothes. At five or six o'clock in the morning, the servants at home had awakened and were busy.

When the servant saw Lin Miaomiao, he quickly said hello and asked. Lin Miaomiao shook his head to let them not be so formal. He calmed down for a while and went to Qin Huan's room.

In fact, the decoration of each bedroom in the villa is almost the same, but they all use the most expensive and exquisite ceramic tiles and soft decoration.

Lin Miaomiao looked at several ink paintings on the wall, as well as the complicated crystal chandeliers on his head. Many trinkets hung thinly. There were more than a dozen light bulbs in a room alone.

It's not too expensive.

But

In this way, my mother-in-law's taste should be very good. She should be an elegant woman. That's why Gu Tingchen was born. He's just a little cold.

Lin Miaomiao quietly pushed the door in and went to the bed to see Qin Huan still asleep.

The skin on the face of a woman nearly 50 years old has lost the tender luster of the little girl. There are many gullies, but there are many lines in the corners of her eyes.

Lin Miaomiao stared at her white sideburns for a moment.

It is often said that a failed relationship and marriage are the easiest to get old.

"Mom, I don't mind the past."

Lin Miaomiao sat on the small stool beside the bed, with her thin pink lips hooked up, "I have my own life, and I hope you can live the life you pursue. Now that you are like this, I won't leave you, but... I want to lose so many years of maternal love. Now you give it, I don't need it."

With that, Lin Miaomiao was silent for a moment.

Lin Miaomiao is gentle and kind. She seldom quarrels with people over the years. She blushes, but this thing alone is a thorn in her heart.

Even after many years, I still feel stuffy in my chest.

Lin Miaomiao raised her head. Bai Nen's face burst into a relieved smile. She got up and left. Her front foot had just gone out of the room, and Qin Huan in the quilt of her back foot had burst into tears

After breakfast in the morning, Gu Tingchen slowly walked down the stairs.

He paced slowly, like a noble and elegant prince!

"Gu Tingchen, you're awake. The kitchen made marinated bean curd you like to eat!"

Lin Miaomiao raised her head and waved to Gu Tingchen with a smile. The girl smiled like a picture, like the most beautiful scenery in midsummer.

Gu Tingchen was in a trance for a moment. When he reacted, he had accelerated his pace and walked over. His arm was on Lin Miaomiao's shoulder and his palm was hot.

The pictures of handsome men and beautiful women are very pleasing to the eye.

"Gu Tingchen, what's the matter with you?" Lin Miaomiao blinked and felt Gu Tingchen's breath getting closer and closer.

Her cheeks were gradually tinged with crimson.

Gu Tingchen realized his gaffe, slightly flustered, took his hand back, unconsciously touched his chin, and felt uncomfortable with the impulse in his heart and the mind of the teenager.

In Gu's group for so many years, I have long developed the ability of not expressing happiness and anger, but now... Repeatedly because of Lin Miaomiao, I can't control it.

Gu Tingchen untied the button on his chest and collar, pretending to be calm, opened his chair and sat down.

"I'm fine. I just thought about something else."

"Oh, do you want to try the fresh bean curd?" Lin Miaomiao offered a bowl of bean curd to Gu Tingchen. Gu Tingchen took the opportunity to rub Lin Miaomiao's hand, which was very soft.

He took it with satisfaction.

Lin Miaomiao quickly withdrew his hand, looking like he had been molested.

She looked around, and the servants looked up one after another, pretending not to see!

"Gu Tingchen, what are you doing?"

Lin Miaomiao glared at him angrily. He was a little happy in his heart, but he was angry on his face. Gu Tingchen smiled and tasted the delicious bean curd in front of him. He felt salty and astringent. It melted at the entrance. He sighed with satisfaction.

"Hmm? Which chef did this? It's not bad." Gu Tingchen praised it.

"Really?"

Lin Miaomiao immediately looked at Gu Tingchen in surprise and smiled, "it's the new cook from the back kitchen. If you like, I'll let him cook it for you tomorrow."

They were separated by a long table, and the sun outside the window came in through the huge French window.

Everything is quiet and good.

Gu Tingchen ate slowly. When he was satisfied, he wiped his mouth gracefully.

Lin Miaomiao looked at the empty dishes and chopsticks and felt happy.

"Would you like some more? I'll go again..."

"Sit down."

"Ah?"

Lin Miaomiao blinked quickly. He paused with his arm holding an empty bowl. Gu Tingchen glanced at him. His eyes were burning and scattered with little smiles. "Our chef is not so. She is not tired to cook for me every day. I still love it."

"You, what are you talking about?"

"Why, didn't you make bean curd?"

Gu Tingchen took Lin Miaomiao's soft hand, and his thick curled eyelashes trembled twice. "That should be my mistake. The taste is not good. The cook is new? Tell the kitchen that he doesn't have to come tomorrow."

Gu Tingchen waved his hand and asked the servant to say.

Lin Miaomiao stared round in an instant, "Gu Tingchen, what are you doing!"

Gu Tingchen repressed the rising corners of his mouth, "Oh... I forgot. I'm sorry, wife. Everything at home should be handed over to you. I just didn't think clearly, so wife, otherwise you think this cook should continue to use it."

"Of course!"

"Oh?"

"He... It's not easy for him, and I eat this bean curd." Lin Miaomiao blushed.

Shit.

People work hard to make breakfast for you in the morning, but you say it's not delicious! And fire the cook!