Pregnant again and again: husband,please restrain

The morning sun came in.

Cheng Huan wakes up and opens his eyes. He looks at the ceiling in a trance.

On the ground, he walked out of the bedroom, a gust of rice fragrance floated into his nose.

"You wake up." Enron came out of the kitchen, looking at him normally, "come and have breakfast."

Cheng Huo goes to the restaurant in silence and sits down.

"Here it is." Enron pushed the milk to his hand.

There's toast for two, poached eggs and bacon on the table.

"Enron, I..."

"Well, needless to say, I'm an adult. I'm not responsible for you."

She said in a relaxed tone, but he seemed to see the wound in her heart.

He knows that alcohol can't blame everything. Last night, he was sober, but he still

"Enron, I I'm sorry

The most hurtful thing to say is that I'm sorry after I went to bed.

Enron sneered and stuffed his mouth with toast. "I accept. I accept your apology." Then she took the milk cup and drank it.

Wiping the corners of her mouth, she said, "I'm gone."

Striding out of the restaurant, Enron took the satchel on the sofa and went to the door.

Cheng called Leng to chase out for a while, holding her wrist at the door.

"Enron, wait a minute."

Enron did not look back, tears have been swirling in the eyes.

"Can you give me some time?" Cheng Huan pleads in a low voice.

Enron bit his lips, did not speak, she broke away from his hand, left.

Chagrined kick in the shoe cabinet, Cheng called pulling hair, irritable back to the house.

Why?

Why did things turn out like this!

Out of the apartment building, Enron found the flower bed in the community and sat down.

Close your eyes and let the tears fall.

All of a sudden, the mobile phone rings in the bag.

Enron took out his cell phone and looked at the flashing "little July" on the screen.

After wiping her eyes, she cleared her throat and picked it up.

"Hello, little July."

"Ann, where are you? Why didn't you come back last night? "

Enron bit his lips, took a deep breath, pretended to be relaxed and said: "Oh, I played crazy with some friends last night. I'm sorry to make you worried."

"I called you a lot last night, didn't you hear me?" Ji said softly.

"Er, I didn't hear it. Maybe the KTV is too loud. OK, little July, I won't tell you. I have something else to do." With that, Enron hung up.

Holding her cell phone tightly, she couldn't help crying.

Here, Ji July put away his mobile phone, intuition Enron is not in the right mood.

When she comes back, she'll make it clear.

Haiyin company.

At the end of the morning work, Ji July and Xiao Lan went to the staff canteen for dinner.

When I came back from lunch, I saw a bunch of lilies on my desk as soon as I entered the office.

"Flowers?" Xiaolan is surprised to say that she runs to her desk in July.

"Is that your boyfriend?" Xiao Lan asked with a smile.

Ji July shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

"Here are the cards." As soon as her eyes brightened, she took out the card from the lily and handed it to Ji Qiyue, "just look at it."

Ji July opened the card and already knew who sent it.

No one can write such a strong font except him.

"It's beautiful. Your boyfriend is so romantic." Xiaolan said enviously.

Ji July smiles at her and says softly, "I'll make a phone call."

"Go, go."

Holding a mobile phone to a quiet corner, Ji July dials his mobile phone number.

"Hello." It's a low pitched male voice.

"Well, you sent the flowers?" She asked softly.

Gu Zhen stood up from his chair holding his mobile phone and went to the French window, "do you like it?"

"You, why do you send me flowers?"

Gu Zhenfeng's eyes tightened and her voice didn't sound very good: "it's hard to understand to pursue you?"

Ji July ears a hot, pretty blush up, did not dare to speak, she quickly hung up the phone.

When the next day, the third day and the fourth day all received different bouquets, Ji July finally called Gu Zhen again.

"Don't send me any more flowers." She said helplessly.

After a long time there, Gu Zhencai said, "don't you like flowers?"

“……”

"Do you not like flowers or do you not like me pursuing you?"

“……” Ji July was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

She didn't remember who hung up first.

It's just that he hasn't sent flowers since then.She can't say the feeling in her heart, maybe, there is a little loss.

Girls are always right and wrong.

At the end of one day's work, Ji July, Xiao Lan and Fang Yong walk out of the Haiyin building together, and they see a black Bentley parked on the street, a tall figure standing beside the car.

"Your boyfriend's here to pick you up." Xiaolan said with a smile.

Ji July was stunned for a moment, and was a little at a loss.

Xiao Lan has taken Fang Yong's arm and waved away.

Standing in the same place, Ji July hesitates and doesn't know whether to go or not.

Gu Zhen looks at her and walks over.

"Off work." He said.

Ji July nods and pinches the bag strap with her fingers.

"Let's go." Gu Zhen says, arm embraces the shoulder of last season July.

Ji July was led to the car by him.

He opened the front passenger's door and watched her bend to sit in. Then he closed the door.

Starting the car, Gu Zhen asked in a deep voice, "what would you like to eat?"

Ji July is in a daze, Leng Buding heard him ask, she returned to God, "I, I don't know, anything can."

Gu Zhen glanced at her, thought about it, and drove the car to Yinhui apartment.

"How did you get here?" Ji July was surprised.

"Whatever you say, whatever you want, you cook for me." Gu Zhen said triumphantly.

Ji July unfastened his seat belt and whispered, "you can go to my house, too."

"After dinner, I'll take you back to your house. I'll drive myself back."

"You'll have to drive back by yourself then." Ji July finished, stunned.

His careful thinking is that he can spend a little more time with himself.

When buying vegetables and meat from the supermarket, Gu Zhen carries two heavy bags, and Ji July carries the lighter one.

Coming out of the supermarket, Gu Zhen stares at Ji July's empty left hand and holds both bags in his left hand. He holds Ji July's left hand with his right hand.

"You?" Ji's subconscious escape.

He frowned and tightened his hand. "Let's go."

I haven't come to his side for a long time, and many memories rush up.

After entering the kitchen, Ji put on her apron and began to cook.

Gu Zhen took off his coat and rolled his sleeve to follow.

"I'll help you."

"Then wash the vegetables."

Two people together, while busy while talking, the atmosphere is quiet and harmonious.

After dinner, Ji July cut the fruit and brought it out.

After dinner, the fruit is also eaten, it is more than 9 p.m.

"I, I'm going home." Ji July spoke softly.

Gu Zhen looked at her half ring, "well," stood up, "let's go."

He took her downstairs and watched her go upstairs. After sitting in the car for a while, he drove away.

……

Take care of your family.

"Mommy, what's for dinner?" Tang Xing probes in and asks.

Tang Qian looked back and said with a smile, "your father wants to eat braised fish. How about this tonight?"

"Good." Tang Xing nodded and turned to go out.

In the living room, Gu Ziwei is watching TV with Tang Qi.

Tang Xing runs over and sits beside Gu Ziwei.

Gu Ziwei shook his daughter's hand with a smile on his face.

Tang Qi turns his mouth, stands up and runs to the kitchen to help Tang Qian.

Dinner is ready and the fish in brown sauce is served.

Tang Xinggang put a piece of fish in her nose, but it made her vomit.

Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom on the first floor.

"What's the matter?" Tang Qian stood up and walked quickly into the bathroom.

Tang Xing is retching in front of the toilet. After retching for a long time, he can't vomit anything.

"Eggs." Tang shallow frown patted her back, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know." Tang Xing waved his hand and stroked his chest. "I just feel sick."

Some idea flashed through Tang Qian's mind, but he thought it was impossible.

She took a cup of warm water and handed it to Tang Xing. She said softly, "gargle."

Tang Xing took it and gargled. He felt much better. "Mommy, I'm ok. Don't worry."

"Well." Tang Qian nodded thoughtfully, but his doubts didn't subside. Instead, they expanded.

And next, all kinds of reactions of Tang Xing confirm Tang Qian's conjecture.

Tang Xing, who is more and more sleepy, is still in bed at 11 a.m. on the weekend. When Tang Qian pushes the door in, he sees seven or eight bags of dried sour plum and green plum on the bedside table.

It's basically certain.

Carefully watching the room door closed, this just came to wake up Tang Xing.

"Eggs, eggs."

"Mommy." Tang Xing narrowed her eyes and looked at Tang Qian sitting by the bed. She hugged Tang Qian's waist and said, "I'm so sleepy, Mommy, let me sleep again.""Egg, I have something to tell you." Holding Tang Xing's cheek, Tang Qian's voice sounds very serious.

Hearing the speech, Tang Xing forces herself to wake up, tries to open her eyes and sit up. While yawning, she rakes her hair.

"What's the matter?"

"Egg, have you come for your holiday this month?"