Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

Jiang Miaomiao nestled in Yan Sheng's arms, feeling the beating of his chest and the unstoppable rise of the corners of his mouth.

Although Yan Sheng didn't have a positive answer, did he have the idea of wanting children, but he looked very happy today. It should also be the default!

splendid.

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly thought of the unborn child who accidentally miscarried. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and hugged Yan Sheng tightly.

Yan Sheng felt the little movement of the person in his arms and silently hugged Jiang Miaomiao

Jiang Miaomiao's face was close to his chest and couldn't help sucking his nose.

In the quiet bedroom, Yan Sheng immediately heard this nasal sound, turned on the bedside lamp and looked at his little wife.

His eyes were reddish and hazy with tears.

Look at yourself.

"What's the matter? Why did you suddenly cry? Are you angry with those people on the Internet? It doesn't matter. Write down their IDs. Your husband, I'll take revenge on you one by one. "

Yan Sheng hurriedly comforted Jiang Miaomiao and gently patted Jiang Miaomiao on the back.

"Don't cry, don't cry, okay?" Yan Sheng took a paper towel from the head of the bed, wiped tears for Jiang Miaomiao and answered softly.

But after hearing these comforts, Jiang Miaomiao, who was only sobbing in a low voice, not only didn't stop, but cried more fiercely.

Big big tears fell from the eyes.

Yan Sheng, who was crying, didn't know what to do. He didn't know why his little wife was crying like this. Finally, he could only hold Jiang Miaomiao tightly in his arms and kiss Jiang Miaomiao's cheeks, forehead and cheeks.

Jiang felt comforted and kissed by his husband, and finally stopped crying slowly.

"Husband, I'm fine. It's not because of those things on the microblog. It's just that I'm suddenly a little sad." Jiang Miaomiao sobbed and said, "I just suddenly remembered that our unborn child was a little sad."

"You said that if the baby was born safely at that time, would you call us mom and Dad if you could run and jump now?"

That's why.

Yan Sheng showed a smile, gently patted her on the back, comforted her and said, "don't be sad. I've arranged to go to the hospital for an examination in a few days to check your current physical condition. If you are in good health, we'll have another child."

"Uh huh."

Yan Sheng kisses Jiang Miao's lips.

The next morning, when Jiang Miaomiao woke up, in addition to some residual pain on his body, his eyes also got some edema in the morning because he cried last night.

Jiang Miaomiao sat up from the bed and stretched himself.

Yan Sheng just brought breakfast in.

He took a small table on the bed, put it in front of Jiang Miaomiao, and then put breakfast on it.

Jiang Miaomiao saw that the little beads were all his favorite food. He looked at Yan Sheng who was putting dishes for himself.

Yan Sheng took a bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge in his hand, put it to his mouth first, tried the temperature, determined that the temperature was just good and would not be hot, and then fed it to Jiang Miaomiao's mouth with a spoon.

Jiang Miaomiao took a look at the porridge that had been fed to his mouth, and then took another look. Yan Sheng, with gentle eyes, obediently opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After feeding several mouthfuls in a row, Jiang Miaomiao felt more satisfied and said, "well, I'll just eat by myself. I don't have no hands or feet."

"Well, my little wife is happy."

Yan Sheng nodded, put the porridge and spoon in front of him, sat down, took an egg, peeled it slowly, and then put it in front of Jiang Miaomiao.

Jiang Miaomiao felt that his porridge was sweet and sweet to his heart.

After Yan Sheng served Jiang Miaomiao comfortably, he also became a bowl of porridge. He began to eat breakfast and got up early. He hasn't eaten it himself.

After taking care of Jiang Miaomiao, after breakfast, getting up and washing, there were still some things in the company. Yan Sheng went to work first.

Jiang Miaomiao said hello to his secretary. Anyway, there is still a sister in the company. It doesn't matter if he doesn't go today.

Jiang Miaomiao sat in front of the French window, with the scenery outside, and began to think.

Then I opened my mobile phone and took a look at the announcement issued by Yan group and Jiang Group yesterday. I felt sweet again, but the hot search has been removed.

It must be withdrawn. Jiang Miaomiao doesn't like to hang on it all the time. He is watched like a monkey. Just at the thought of the confession video he was shot, he still feels very shy in his heart.

Jiang Miaomiao opened his tuba and suddenly found several closed people automatically pushed by the system in the attention list.

"Jiangmiaomiao global support association", "xiaomiaomiao national fan group", "jiangmiaomiao support association fan group".

When Jiang Miaomiao saw these words, a question mark slowly appeared on his head.

And the avatars of these accounts are all girls in the Q version. Jiang Miaomiao recognized them. This is what he looked like when he compared his heart yesterday.

Today's netizens are really amazing. After one night, they have turned into a q-version of comics?

Jiang Miaomiao opened the microblog of the backup Association and saw his top microblog.

"This is the world's sweetest and most creamy daughter, and the global support association fan microblog of Jiang Miaomiao, the wife of the president of a rich family. It says the sweetest words and dances the sweetest dance than the most lovely heart in the world. Welcome all fans who like xiaomiaomiao to pay attention together. Let's guard the best Jiang Miaomiao in the world!"

Jiang Miaomiao: "

I feel bitter, but I won't say.

Jiang Miaomiao looks at his QQ version of animation.

As a passer-by pink girl who once pursued the stars, she suddenly found that she had become the object of star pursuit in the eyes of others. This feeling is actually quite strange.

I turned it down again. Because I just opened the microblog, I didn't send many microblog books. In addition to a few cut-off beautiful photos, there was another one against black powder.

The reason is that someone said in the microblog that he was artificial and showed a heavy trace. This time, the hot search and the previous behavior were all marketing. In fact, there were other conspiracies behind it.

Jiang Miaomiao felt speechless after reading these words. Who is he? Do you still need marketing? Is it difficult to be the president, or is the president's wife's money not enough?

I finally went to see a press conference and was broadcast live for some reason. It's good if I'm not angry!

However, after seeing that their fans have reported these posts, now the posts have been officially deleted.

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly felt that it was also a good thing to have a group of fans.