Refusing to marry the rich family

"Are you finished?" Feng Ming's cold voice.

Jing Yiyi's face immediately collapsed when she was attacked. She said angrily, "no! I haven't scolded you! Bastard, stinky pig, dead ghost..."

Seeing that she scolded more and more like flirting, Feng Ming smiled helplessly and grabbed her little face.

"Well, dead ghost, when are you going to scold me all the time?"

"To the end of time! The end of the world! I will scold you!" Jing Yiyi roared.

Feng Ming's face turned black and slammed the door. Looking at Jing Yiyi knocking on the window in the door, he had no good way: "now you know to beg for mercy? When you scolded me just now?"

"Wuwu... Drive, I want... I want..."

Feng Ming gently raised his eyebrows. Before he opened his mouth, he heard a "wow". Jing Yiyi directly spit out the whole window

……

Feng Ming pinched his nose and dragged Jing Yiyi down from the car. He saw that the whole car was full of a pungent smell.

"I did dig your ancestral grave in my last life, didn't I? I've been angry with you since I was a child, and I've gone too far again and again..." Feng Ming looked down at Jing Yiyi, who was rubbing his thigh at the moment, and shook his head helplessly.

Jing Yiyi is learning from her dog. She is learning hard, so she is picked up. She blinks at the man in front of her, and suddenly says sweetly, "master!"

Feng Ming's heart trembled and looked at Jing Yiyi in a daze. He saw that she suddenly changed her mouth and called "Wang Wang" twice.

He was petrified immediately.

"Oh, woof! Master!" Jing Yiyi holds his face and suddenly bites his cheek, rubbing and licking it, just like a dog.

Feng Ming was completely defeated by her, but he also knew that Jing Yiyi would not wake up for a while and a half after she was drunk, so he had to take her back to the apartment.

He has not returned to his home for a month and a half.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the surroundings were empty, except for a few furniture.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Although housekeeper Xia has always sent someone to clean up, there is a lack of family flavor here.

So cold, so empty

"Oh... Put me down, I'm going to vomit..." Jing Yiyi's words brought him back to reality. He quickly entered the bathroom, turned on the tap and was ready to wake up Jing Yiyi.

Who knows, Jing Yiyi suddenly jumped up when she was next to the water. She grabbed Feng Ming tightly and refused to let go.

Two people stick together tightly, seal Ming wrinkly eyebrow way: "Yiyi?"

"Well... I don't want to take a bath..." Jing Yiyi whispered.

"You're like a human version of stinky tofu now. Are you sure you don't want to wash it?"

"No... stinky tofu is delicious..." Jing Yiyi smiled sweetly.

Feng Ming looked at her smiling face and suddenly lost his temper.

He did admit that such a scene made him uncontrollably want to take her for himself.

"Then go to bed without taking a bath?"

"Yes!" Jing Yiyi nodded, then shook his head and said, "no, I want to drink! Don't get drunk!"

"All vomited and drank?" Feng Ming shook his head reluctantly, took her out of the bedroom, put her back on the bed and covered the quilt. His action was gentle that he didn't even notice.

Jing Yiyi dishonestly kicks open the quilt, seals Ming again, and she kicks again. After three or four times, Feng Ming's patience is finally polished.

He pressed Jing Yiyi's wrists and was about to get angry.

Xu was stunned for too long, and Jing Yiyi began to wriggle around, "Oh... You let go of me! I'm so uncomfortable..."

Feng Ming came back, pulled Jing Yiyi up and seriously explored her pulse.

Although the beat in the pulse is weak, it really exists

At that moment, he was stunned.

Jing Yiyi was... Pregnant with his child.

He looked at Jing Yiyi, who was still babbling, hugged her and said, "Yiyi, how long haven't you been here, aunt?"

"Well? Whose aunt?" Jing Yiyi tilted her head and thought for a long time, "I don't have an aunt!"

"I mean your monthly Affairs..."

"Did you say aunt?" Jingyiyi high voice channel.

Feng Ming resisted the impulse to beat her and nodded again.

"HMM... I don't remember. I've been here for a long time." Jing Yiyi muttered, his small head bit by bit, as if he were going to sleep.

Feng Ming didn't delay any longer, put her clothes on again, and took her straight to Feng's hospital.

Two hours later.

"Young master, the examination has been completed. My wife has been pregnant for two months, but the condition of the fetus is not very good. If my wife continues to drink, it may lead to abortion."

"I know. Thanks." Feng Ming took the report sheet and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

He's going to be a father

"You're welcome, young master. By the way, it's best for my wife to take good care of her during this period. She is usually too tired and doesn't have much rest. She also has some problems with her liver and needs to be well conditioned."

"Well, good."

"Young master, do you need me to tell the master about this?"

"No, I'll tell them the news myself."

"Yes, young master."

Feng Ming turned and looked at Jing Yiyi lying on the edge of the corridor. At this time, she had no strength to make trouble again and slept soundly.

Unable to control his inner joy, he came forward and kissed her on the side face.

"Hmm..." Jing Yiyi woke up with a kiss and squinted at the man in front of her.

In the blur of sight, she seemed to see Feng Ming's face.

Secretly, she was dreaming. She muttered and slept again. This time, she slept very heavily

……

When she woke up the next day, Jing Yiyi found herself at home.

Not her home, but Fengming's apartment.

She looked around in horror and petrified on the spot after repeatedly confirming that she was not dreaming.

"Is it difficult that I came here after I drank too much last night?"

No matter how you think about it, the scene is very strange

Jing Yiyi quickly shook her head. The pain of hangover came from her violent actions. She covered her head and went out of the bedroom to find a glass of water. She smelled the thick smell of chicken soup in the air

"It smells good..."

"Are you awake? Go wash your hands and come and have soup." Feng Ming suddenly came out of the kitchen with an apron and a spoon in his hand

Jingyiyi petrified again.

Is she dreaming?

This is Feng Ming?!

"Who are you?! get out of my dream!" Jing Yiyi squats down with her head covered.

God, God!

Good heavens! Come and save her!

A pair of familiar men's slippers came into view. As soon as she looked up, she sealed her dark blue eyes.

At the moment when their eyes collided, Jing Yiyi swallowed her saliva and grabbed Feng Ming's bare calf. The tightness of this muscle was reminding her

All this is true