President entangled with little sweet wife

Her stomach is not too big now. It has no effect on her action, but it will be bigger and bigger next. It will be inconvenient to walk at that time.

Wedding preparation also needs a certain amount of time. When the wedding day comes, her stomach may have been very high. Will she be laughed at.

In the past, his mother urged him to hold the wedding earlier, so that she would not wait for her stomach to grow up and not look good.

But now she is just in time. Maybe she will hold the wedding with a big belly.

"Otherwise, we'll put off the wedding for a while and wait until next year, when our daughter will have been born." Hearing song Xiaoya's worry, Jiang Beichen didn't blink his eyes and made a calm proposal.

Anyway, she is his person now, whether hold a wedding or not, this fact also can't change.

"No!" Hearing Jiang Beichen say to postpone the wedding, song Xiaoya is a little worried. She finally can hold the wedding when he proposes. How can she postpone it!

She didn't want to miss the opportunity.

I have to say that she really hates to get married now. Although the two people have been married for a long time, the wedding represents a deeper meaning.

Especially for women, it's a lifelong commitment. Sometimes, it's heavier than a marriage letter.

"Trouble." Jiang Beichen frowned.

"After all, it's a big thing. It's no trouble at all. My stomach doesn't matter." Song Xiaoya gave a dry smile and explained.

Smell speech, the expression on Jiang Beichen's face stunned for a while, black Mou son, suddenly calm down, tightly stare at her to look at.

Song Xiaoya was a little uncomfortable when he looked at her. She moved her body and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Song Xiaoya, can't wait to marry me?" Jiang Beichen suddenly bent down, narrowed his eyes and asked her.

"I No! " Jiang Beichen's mind is torn down. Song Xiaoya is embarrassed. She turns her head and doesn't look at him.

It seems that she hates that she can't get married.

"Really not?" After she denied, Jiang Beichen picked his eyebrows, and his face was full of disbelief.

"That I'm hungry. Let's eat first. " In the face of Jiang Beichen's questioning, song Xiaoya starts to escape, picks up the fork on the table, lowers her head and begins to eat dinner.

"Song Xiaoya, what are you panicking about?" Jiang Beichen calmly looks at the way she picks rice in her mouth.

Although she denied it, her movements and expressions could reveal her careful thinking all the time.

"Jiang Beichen, don't talk about a serious meal. Be serious." Song Xiaoya was a little guilty when he asked, and began to forget to change the topic.

Jiang Beichen hands on the table, half the body are bent over, at this time is looking at Song Xiaoya close, hook the corner of the mouth, and then said, "good, I feed you."

Song Xiaoya can feel the temperature of his breathing on her face. It's too boring to feed at such a close distance. She shook her head. "No, I'd better eat it myself."

"Then you feed me." Seeing her refusal, Jiang Beichen continued. The smile on her cold face seemed to have been waiting for her.

“……” Song Xiaoya looks up at Jiang Beichen with some speechless. Why do you have to eat like this! How old is the man? She has to feed him.

But when I saw Jiang Beichen's eyes, I thought, for the sake of his proposal today, just feed it.

So she took the fork and handed the dish to his thin lip. Jiang Beichen with a smile on his face, eat a face to enjoy the expression.

Still don't forget to encourage her in the side, "well, good, come again."

“……”

After a long loss of this meal, the lights of the whole hotel turned on and became bright again.

Song Xiaoya feels her full stomach and happily holds Jiang Beichen's file bag. She goes to the room with Jiang Beichen.

This just discovers, even the room also was elaborately arranged by Jiang Beichen, all was changed into Mediterranean style.

Chuang's sheet is covered with fresh rose petals, showing a big heart-shaped pattern.

Seeing all this, song Xiaoya was once again moved and romantic, just like living in the sea of roses.

She took off her shoes and happily stepped on the scattered roses on the ground. She played mischievous, like a child.

But haven't played for a while, was caught by Jiang Beichen, he low Mou swept one eye her bare feet, not happy command way. "Put on your shoes!"

The cool handsome face, at this time, is frowning, full of serious expression.

The temperature on the mountain is low. Now it's night. The temperature is falling. Does she want to catch a cold?

Song Xiaoya suddenly remembered that barefoot was a taboo in front of Jiang Beichen."Now that winter is over, the room is heated again. It's not cold at all." Song Xiaoya curled her lips and whispered.

"You have to wear it, too. It's on the mountain. It's different from the ground." Jiang Beichen but a face serious reply.

Did this woman forget what she was like when she was ill in s city? Jiang Beichen fully understood at that time how bad her health was. He didn't want her to catch a cold like that again.

Song Xiaoya was seriously educated by him. At last, she had to put on her slippers with pursed lips. She was indignant. How could she always act like a parent, which made her have a snack jam.

After waiting for her to put on the shoes honestly, Jiang Beichen's face is better at last.

Song Xiaoya goes to the bedside, puts down the file bag, and then turns to the bathroom to take a bath.

The layout of the bathroom has also changed. It's not very romantic. It's a big double bathtub with a row of small candles on both sides. Next to it are red wine glasses and a bottle of unopened red wine.

The water in the bathtub is covered with red rose petals, and the faint fragrance of flowers fills the whole bathroom, a romantic atmosphere.

Song Xiaoya see all this, really have a kind of today is she and Jiang Beichen newlywed feeling, too happy.

At this time, a burst of footwork sound came. Jiang Beichen saw her standing in a daze at the bathroom door from behind. He could not help but stop and glanced at her with low eyes.

"Jiang Beichen, it's beautiful." Song Xiaoya see him, turn to look at him, said with emotion.

Smell speech, Jiang Beichen pursed a pursed lip, lightly answered a, "well, so, do we want to take a bath together?"

Jiang Beichen holds his hand on the door and leans there. His eyes twinkle and he looks at the big bathtub in the bathroom. Then he turns to ask her

sure enough, song Xiaoya's face turns red after hearing Jiang Beichen's words.

She immediately lowered her head, her hair covered her face, and ran away in a panic, "you wash first, and I'll go to the bedroom to have a look..."

As expected, this woman ran away for the first time. Jiang Beichen was funny.

This stupid woman!