The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!After the phone was hung up, Gu Bei glanced at Ye Zi'an who was opposite, and squeezed An'an's face, "How old is An'?"

The little girl is eating dessert. She is so young that she has a circle of cream on her mouth.

Wen Yan blinked his big cute eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm six years old."

At six years old, the time has just been matched.

Gu Bei pointed to Ye Zi'an on the opposite side, "Today is that uncle's birthday. Would you like to go over and tell him a happy birthday?"

Mu Haruko and Li Shuhang, who were sitting next to him, gave him a strange look, and felt that he was an extraordinarily dick today.

And his dick seems to have picked up the phone and started.

Li Shuhang glanced at him faintly, whether there was a problem with the phone or the little girl.

The little girl who hugged him in her arms looked up and down, and the more she looked, the more strange she felt in her heart.

It seems inexplicably familiar, I always feel like I have seen it somewhere.

While thinking about it, I saw the little girl sliding down Gu Bei's legs and running to stand in front of Ye Zi'an.

The six-year-old girl was already taller than the table, but standing next to Ye Zi'an, who was still tall and long even though she was sitting, was still much shorter.

The little feet were cutely cushioned, and after trying many times, his little face collapsed in annoyance, and he waved at Ye Zi'an to bend over.

Ye Zi's was puzzled, but he bent down in cooperation.

I heard the little girl kiss him on his face, "Uncle, happy birthday." After thinking about it, "Thank you for the cake."

At the moment that soft and delicate lips were printed on his face, Ye Zi'an's expression changed visibly.

It was a kind of throbbing from the heart, like being electrocuted by something, and feeling inexplicably familiar.

The man's original indifferent face became gentle in an instant, and even the corners of his lips still had a gentle smile. He stretched out his hand and squeezed her slightly fat face, "Thank you."

Ling Qianxin on the side looked jealous, her carefully arranged meal was disrupted by the sudden appearance of the little girl.

Moreover, this little girl became a group pet as soon as she appeared, and even Ye Zi'an, who had been ignorant of anyone in these years, was overly gentle to her.But after studying and studying for her for a month, he made some of his favorite dishes specially, and I didn't even look at her straight eyes, even without moving the chopsticks.

Gritting her teeth, how could she be willing to a little girl to ruin her elaborate arrangement, "Brother-in-law, don't patronize this child anymore. There will be meetings in the afternoon. Eat more."

He said that he put some dishes in his bowl, which he usually likes to eat.

After the little girl kissed him, she looked back at Bei Qian with her eyes shining again, and pointed to the chocolate mousse on the plate, "Uncle, can I still eat it?"

"Of course." Without waiting for Gu Bei to speak, Ye Zi'an had already taken the lead, and reached out to call the waiter, "Let the back chef make more desserts and deliver them."

Then he waved to the little girl, "An An, come here."

The little girl glanced at him, hesitated, and was about to walk towards him.

"An An!"

A soft, soft female voice sounded, and a beautiful smile burst onto the face of the little girl who had walked towards him, "Mummy."

The two slender legs that were first seen ran quickly towards the direction of the sound.

The moment the voice sounded, Ye Zi'an was stunned, with irresistible shock and trance on his face.

Then subconsciously raised his eyes and looked over there, he saw a woman wearing a white shirt, navy blue A-line skirt, stepping on high heels, stretching her arms, and a gentle smile, holding her arms around the little girl who flew past, and reaching out to touch her forehead. The former bangs reproved softly, "It's not that if you are not allowed to run so fast, you will fall."

"Mommy, you are finally here."

Ye Zi'an had always looked indifferently, and finally because of the word "mummy", it instantly cracked and was defeated.

His pupils shrank violently, and he looked at the woman who was slowly walking over with the little girl, that face gradually overlapped with the appearance buried deep in his memory.

It turned out that seven years have passed.

Ling Qianxin was sitting next to Ye Zi'an. After seeing the man appearing from the woman, her eyes were frozen on her face, and she did not move away.

Mu Haruko looked at the woman who hadn't changed much in front of her, and couldn't help being a little surprised, "Qianmo, you... are you back?"

"Sorry, An An seems to interrupt your meal." This is a private room, Ming Yan can tell at a glance, "An An, thank you uncle and aunt."

The little girl smiled cutely, "Thank you, uncle and aunt."

"Qian Mo." Gu Bei stood up, "Today is Zi'an's birthday, you stay and eat together."

When he heard that voice on the phone just now, he knew it was her, so he deliberately asked An An to get close to Ye Zi'an.

If An An is her daughter and she is just six years old, then it is most likely the child she was pregnant with when she was in prison seven years ago.

"No, I have made an appointment with someone." Ling Qianmo refused with a smile.

"Mommy, is it Dad Jiang?" An An raised her small face with a pure innocence.

However, Ling Qianmo clearly saw the deliberateness of her eyes, and couldn't help but smile and scratch her nose, "Well, goodbye to uncle and aunt."

"Goodbye, uncle and aunt." An An waved goodbye obediently, and then walked out holding each other's hands, and said in a tender voice as he walked, "Mummy, An An just ate chocolate cake, I'm sorry."

"Mommy said that you are going to change your teeth, so you can't eat too many sweets. But let's forget it this time, there can be no next time."

"Yeah." The little head nodded violently, "Will Mommy hug me? An An has been walking for a long time, so tired."

"it is good."

The woman responded softly, bending over to pick her up.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hands next to him, and easily hugged her in his arms.

An An looked at him strangely, "Uncle?"

"An An, what's your name?"

"Ling Yuean."

"How old?"

An An frowned. She had already answered it just now. Uncle is so stupid.

But the good tutor made her smile again and said, "Six years old."

Six years old!

Almost everyone present changed their expressions. Seven years ago, Ling Qianmo was pregnant and went to prison. Seven years later, she led a six-year-old child to appear.

Then who is the father of this child, the answer is ready to come.

Ling Qianxin only felt that the blood all over her body seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant, and her unwilling gaze fell on Ling Qianmo's body.

The seven years of jail did not make her rough and ugly, but she became more radiant. She was a woman in her thirties, but her pretty short hair looked as young as twenty-five years old.

She didn't even resent or hate Ye Zi'an, just as indifferently as a stranger she had just met.