The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Qiao Chengxun rubbed the still painful temples. I'm afraid he wanted her to be pregnant than xiaonizi, but she was not pregnant.

After a moment of silence, the man gently opened his thin lips. "Before the quarrel, I accompanied her to the hospital for examination. She was not pregnant. The doctor also prescribed menstrual drugs for her."

"Well..." step gently had to give up the idea.

It's a pity that grandma is not pregnant!

Qiao Chengxun put down his right hand and still held his mobile phone in his left hand. "Are there any other symptoms except retching?"

"No, it's retching. Moreover, the young grandmother has always liked sour food rather than greasy food, so I didn't notice any changes in her taste. Recently, her taste has been good and bad, and I didn't find any abnormalities."

Qiao Chengxun said, "I still have to go to the hospital."

"Well, I'll tell Mr. Huo that Mr. Huo will not leave it alone."

"Yes." Qiao Chengxun answered and yawned lazily.

Step gently heard the yawning sound, and suddenly the whole person was not calm, "young master, did you just yawn?"

Qiao Chengxun frowned, "huh?"

"Young master, you've never yawned before. Are you tired out abroad? You must have a good rest. Otherwise, if you come back and grandma gets fat and you get thin, what will you make Grandma think? "

"Jet lag... I went to bed first." The man said lazily and hung up the phone.

He blinked his eyes gently.

It's true. The young lady is inexplicably nauseous, and the young master can't sleep well. Neither of the two masters is reassuring!

……

That night, bu gently reflected Wendy's situation with Huo Jun.

Huo Jun's face darkened immediately after hearing this. He went to the door of the girl's boudoir and knocked, "Ti er."

"Dad, come in."

Huo Jun pushes the door in.

I saw the girl sitting cross legged at the corner of the bed, writing and painting with a paper brush. There were a pile of messy manuscripts on the bed. A good bedroom has become her creation room at the moment.

Huo Jun frowned and said, "why don't you write in the piano room?"

"Dad, I just thought of a song and wanted to take it to the song competition."

"Have you written it?"

"Oh, help me."

Wendy handed over the manuscript.

Huo Jun took the manuscript but didn't read it immediately. He sat on the edge of the bed, put it down, raised his eyes and looked at the girl's small round face with a dignified look.

"Gently tell me that you have retched many times today. Go to the hospital tomorrow."

"I just have a bad stomach. I don't have to go to the hospital, and I have to be busy tomorrow."

"Ti, don't ignore health problems." Huo Jun interrupted her. She was his favorite. She was never allowed to escape.

Wendy tooted her mouth, "Dad, I'm really fine. It's troublesome to go to the hospital. In case they're watched by the paparazzi, they don't know how to write about me."

"Dad will go with you."

"No, you're so busy."

"Ti, be obedient." Huo Jun's face could not be denied.

Wendy looked at her father's face and knew his character. It seems that she can't escape the life of going to the physical examination tomorrow anyway. Then she might as well confess directly.

"Dad, let me be frank with you."

"Huh?" Huo Jun's sword eyebrows are light and his intuition is not good.

Wendy jumped out of bed, ran to close the door, then turned back, sat back, looked up at her father's face.

"Dad, I'm pregnant."

"What?" Huo Jun was so surprised that he almost jumped up.