The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"Wife, would you like some more?"

When Feng Yi read his side head, Gu Beicheng had put down his cup, picked up a cake with torn supporting paper and handed it over.

"Ah." she opened her mouth and bent her eyebrows a little.

This guy, even she likes to eat milk. It should hurt!

The two people outside fell in love without outsiders, and the time soon passed.

Why do you knock on the door when you come out from the inside.

Knock on the door inside and out. No matter who it is, there are not many such things.

But she knocked.

"It's almost time, seventh master. I'm going to read the B-ultrasound for you now. It's OK on the sofa. My instruments are ready."

Why push the cart on the road and keep going.

"Seventh master, there is a blanket behind you. Please put it on the sofa and lie down."

Since the seventh master is so fond of these things, he must be happy. Why does he think so in his heart.

Foreigners are more forthright. If they change people they don't know very well, no one should dare to order the seventh master to do things.

Gu Beicheng stood up, looked back and saw what was the blanket in his mouth and took it.

Feng Yinian also stood up on the sofa and watched his man do things.

She also likes this feeling more and more, the feeling of being taken care of by the seventh master.

I don't know when to start. She has fully accepted her pregnancy.

Such a good man is willing to give birth to himself and his children.

"OK." Gu Beicheng spread the blanket and gently held Feng Yinian's body.

"I'll do it myself." Feng Yinian didn't let him hold him and sat down on the blanket.

With the help of Gu Beicheng, she slowly lay down.

Soon, he pushed the instrument to them.

"Seventh master, please help me move a chair."

I don't know if the blonde professor likes the feeling of ordering the seventh master to do things. She really doesn't have any worry.

Gu Beicheng didn't speak and didn't look unhappy. He turned and went to prepare the chair.

Looking at such a good seventh master, Feng Yinian's mood is better.

Put the chair behind him at will. After Gu Beicheng came to the sofa, he grabbed Feng Yinian's small hand.

One stood and the other lay. They looked at each other a little. Even the air was sweet.

He coughed and tried to adapt himself to such strong sunshine.

"Seventh master, pull down some of your clothes and pants. It's time to start."

As soon as the words fell, why did you pull a chair and sit down in front of Feng Yinian.

Gu Beicheng changed his hand holding Feng Yinian and helped him pull his clothes with his left hand. This action really shouldn't be too gentle.

"It will be a little cold, and it will be fine soon." the man said gently.

"I've just raised the temperature of the air conditioner. It shouldn't be very cold." after that, why wipe the sweat on my forehead with my elbow.

The indoor temperature is really not cold. Feng Yinian himself doesn't feel cold at all. It's just right.

And your own is just good, but it's hot to others.

Seeing what is the action of wiping sweat, Feng Yinian found that his man's face was also covered with beads of sweat.

"I'm... a little hot," she said softly. "Why don't you go to Beicheng and lower the air conditioning."

"The clothes won't be hot when they are pulled up. Bear it and it will be fine soon." why look at the lying girl.