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!When Ling Qianmo went in to check her stomach, Ye Zi'an took her sick leave on her own initiative.

In addition, after Jenny and the others went back, they had already been vaccinated against Guan Devil as witnesses, so he didn't get too embarrassed, and just hummed a few times.

The test results came out quickly, but fortunately, it was not a major problem, but was caused by long-term uneven diet.The doctor ordered some precautions and prescribed some medicine.

On the way home, Ye Zi'an looked at the woman sitting in the co-pilot, "You can't eat spicy food, why did you eat so much before?"

The doctor said that her stomach was easily irritated and she could not eat too spicy food.But her previous eating habits didn't seem to have paid attention to this, so every time her stomach ache was so severe.

Ling Qianmo lowered her head, her long eyelashes cast a large shadow under her eyelids.In the big dark eyes, there was some mist lingering, although he did not speak, it made people feel a touch of sadness.

Ye Zi'an really couldn't see her being so dead, so the ghost caught her head and kissed her hard.

Ling Qianmo was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, pushing him away, slapped his hand.

Snapped!

The crisp sound is especially loud in the narrow carriage.

Ye Zi'an moved his face, this woman was really cruel, and he felt that his face was going to be crooked.

"Ye Zi'an, you bastard!" The one who was beaten didn't say anything yet, but the one who beat him was the first to make a noise.

Ling Qianmo's eyes were red, and tears fell uncontrollably.She covered her face and turned her head, as if she didn't want to be seen in embarrassment, biting her lip and refusing to cry.

Ye Zi'an didn't speak any more, just found a place on the street and stopped the car, then quietly watched her cry.

Although her tears made him feel inexplicably bewildered, but seeing her finally look a little angry, he was very happy.

Ling Qianmo was silent at first, eyes full of gray emotions, and the whole person looked like a poor cat being left on the wasteland, with a breath of unlovable feeling all over his body.

That feeling, like a boulder pressing on Ye Zi'an's heart, made him so bored that he wanted to lift the roof to let out a breath.

I don't know how long it has passed. When the depressed cry stopped, the big stone Ye Zi's mouth seemed to fall with.

"Did you cry?" The man approached with a lingering breath, reaching out and poking at her soft body that was lying on the chair.

Ling Qianmo's body slid down with his movements!

Ye Zi'an hurriedly reached out to catch it, and only then could he see that this stubborn and aggressive woman was so tired that she fell asleep.

Shaking his head, Ye Zi'an's thin lips burst into a smile, and he stretched out his hand to scrape Ling Qianmo's nose, in a tone that he hadn't noticed, "You grisly little fairy."

But after crying, the dark circles around the eyes covered with foundation also showed up, and the black-green color made Ye Zi'an feel a little pain in his heart.

When he got home, Ye Zi'an took Ling Qianmo back to his bedroom. Just after he settled down, the phone in the living room rang.

"Mr. Ye, I have already sent you the information you want." The voice of the speaker over there paused, and then hesitated, "The chairman asks, when will you bring your granddaughter back to him?"

Ye Zi'an turned on the computer casually, clicked into the mailbox, and carefully read the information sent by the other party, "Tell him, if he really wants a granddaughter-in-law, don't bother me chasing my wife."

After speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving his mouth open for a long time, the assistant who couldn't return to God.

"How? What did the kid say?" The gray-haired old man couldn't help asking when dissatisfied with the assistant's reaction like a wooden one.

The assistant opened his mouth, and it took a long time to find his voice, "The president said, he...he is chasing his wife!"

Ye Zi'an spent half an hour reading the information in the mailbox several times.

As he expected, this woman Ling Qianmo is really simple, so simple that except for a man named Xiang Heng, there is no extra existence in her life.

For eight full years, this woman was really desperate.

However, the woman he likes can no longer have other men in his heart.

That Xiang Heng, he must find a way to erase him from Ling Qianmo's heart.

A certain man was sitting in the living room, rubbing his chin, thinking about how to get the woman in the bedroom to agree to marry him.

It is rare to meet a woman who makes him tempted, how can he easily let go.

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When Ling Qianmo woke up, it was already dark.She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt a little dizzy in her head.

Sitting up, rubbing his head, reached out to touch the switch next to the bedside table, but felt empty, but touched a strange model-like thing.

A weird feeling hit his heart, and Ling Qianmo realized that this room was completely unfamiliar.

Snapped!

The light in the room was turned on, and the man with the water glass in his hand saw her sitting and smiled, "Wake up?"

"Ye Zi'an, why are you here?" I looked around the room and changed my mouth again, "Why am I here?"

Ye Zi'an looked at her with interest, and the corners of her lips were a little playful, "I don't know who it is, but he was so heartened that he was sleeping in a strange man's car, and he couldn't even wake up. I will not take you home. Did you take you to the police station?"

This man, his heart is really smaller than the tip of a needle!

Holding back the beating of his eyebrows, Ling Qianmo reached out and grabbed the water glass in his hand, raised his head and drank the water clean.

The man's cool voice sounded, "Aren't you afraid of me poisoning?"

"..." Ling Qianmo felt that this man might be a woman transgender, otherwise, why would he hold such a grudge, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to have bothered you for so long, and I'll leave."

Ling Qianmo jumped off the bed and wanted to leave, but Ye Zi'an grabbed her wrist, "You don't have a bathtub in your house, and your arm can't get water. How do you take a shower when you go back?"

"It's not about you... how do you know that my house doesn't have a bathtub?" He only trespassed at her house, didn't he just stay in the living room for a while?Can he see through his eyes and see through the bedroom?!

Ye Zi'an sat down on the sofa chair by the bed, folded his slender legs, and said casually, "Oh, while you were asleep just now, I took the key from your bag and visited your house. Then, by the way, help you pack Some daily necessities."

He tapped a small suitcase beside the bed with his finger, his posture was as graceful as a prince, but the words he said were so damned that it made people want to explode.

"Ye Zi'an, who allows you to enter my house without my permission." Is this man a bandit? He just enters other people's homes casually, and he doesn't feel guilty.

Ye Zi'an probed, "I asked you."

"When?" Why didn't she remember it.

"When you were asleep," the grinning smile gradually widened on the man's face, "you didn't speak, so I understood it as acquiescence."

Ling Qianmo wanted to spit him to death with a sip of salt soda!