Woman, where to escape

Will he be sad, too?

She lowered her head and played with her fingers. After a while, she adjusted her mood and returned to normal. All his elements have nothing to do with you.

You just need to live well and take your children well. This life is enough.

I thought he wouldn't speak, but after Qian Ao was slow for a long time, he suddenly asked her, "element, do you want to get married?"

Element is stunned. What does that mean? Across the bottom of my heart like a meteor, I fell asleep in an instant.

Stroking her belly, she smiled and felt that the atmosphere was very funny. She actually talked about these life events with Qian Ao. These lives are unbearable.

Weird!

The emotion was inexplicably infected, and she sighed secretly, and then talked freely: "There is no girl in the world who hasn't thought about it? This kind of dream is always beautiful. When I was a child, I thought my husband must be the dragon among people, a hero in the world, with the simplicity of Guo Jing and the infatuation of Yang Guo... Later, when I grew up, I wanted to find an ordinary person to have a good day, eat a meal, simple and plain, as long as I didn't raise a junior, beat my wife and gamble Just drink flower wine... "

With a white look at her, Qian Laoer was a little sad and laughing, "what are you pursuing? You simply have no pursuit."

"Maybe!"

"Element..." Qian Ao suddenly shrunk his smile and said, "what do you think of me? Does it look like a dragon among people and a hero in the world?"

The element was silent and her expression was not happy. After a long time, she suddenly stared at the side face of his serious driving, leaned against the window and said in silence: "you are even a dragon, a rotten dragon, even a male, an owl male."

"Fuck, I'm so bad?"

The element sneered, leaned back on the back of the chair and replied lazily, "it's worse than poor strength."

She said this slowly, like a joke in love, so Qian ao not only didn't get angry, but smiled. How long ago was it that she could chat with his woman so calmly.

He felt happy.

Secretly scolded himself as an incorruptible thing. He had no temper in front of her. Every nerve on his body cried and shouted to follow her. Even if it was to hurt himself, it was comfortable to listen.

So he grinned brightly: "Su, do you think our baby is a son or a daughter?"

"How do I know?"

The element answered subconsciously, and didn't feel the ambiguity and intimacy in the dialogue. When he spoke eloquently, he felt that there was something wrong. He rolled his eyes and added: "what's your business?"

Qian Laoer was obviously in a good mood. He shook her tender little hand hard. His grinning mouth didn't close. He murmured, "my son and daughter are good. I like them all."

The element was embarrassed and regretted talking to him so much. The peacock man was a hen again.

When we arrived at the hospital, different from what we had expected before, we were shocked by the battle.

When I opened the door of the ward, I saw a room full of Qian's family. Unexpectedly, they were all guarding Qian Zhongyao's ward. Not only the rich eldest couple, sister Qian Sihe, but also Qian Ao's mother Shen Peisi.

Embarrassed.

They were all stunned when they saw him coming in with Qian Ao!

What is this?

Surprise, silence.

Finally, Shen Peisi said first, "second, why did you two come together?"

Qian second peeped at the element's still flat belly, and was silent for a few seconds before he gave an understatement answer.

"Met downstairs."

Not yet, he told himself.

The Qian family has too many family rules. Like ordinary famous red families, the Qian family values the family's reputation more than life. His woman is pregnant with children and has that damn depression. He can't allow her to get hurt. To protect her, we have to think about it in the long run.

His answer was simple and direct. Shen Peisi was silent, glanced at the uncomfortable elements, and didn't say a word.

The element tightened her lips and secretly rejoiced that the man's answer didn't embarrass everyone.

In just a few minutes, everyone looked different.

However, it has returned to the status quo after all.

In fact, Qian Zhongyao was only slightly injured. There was no big problem at all. However, in the eyes of his parents, even a scratch was a top priority.

Zhu Yan wiped his tears and burst into tears. Seeing the elements coming in, he stared at her unhappily. His eyes were completely like looking at the enemy of the stage.

I felt that my son was too stupid. In order to save an old woman with a leg injury, I made myself so embarrassed.

All mothers in the world are the same. In their heart, there are only their own children!

Maybe it's the reason for her pregnancy. The element is particularly understandable. As a mother, she loves her son. Therefore, she doesn't care too much about her reproachful wanniang face.

The meeting with Qian's family this time is more disturbing than ever, not because of Qian AO and Qian Zhongyao, but because of the children in her belly. Anyway, these are her children's living relatives related by blood. It's very uncomfortable to think about them in her mind.

What a mess! The relationship was in a mess. She sighed secretly. In the unfriendly eyes of the people, she silently bowed her head and walked to Zhongyao.

"Zhong Yao, are you all right? Thanks to you this time, otherwise my mother would be in danger."

"You're welcome. I'm slightly injured. Aunt Tao, I'll find someone to deliver it to your uncle Luo's shop. Don't worry." Qian Zhongyao's voice was low, his face was with his usual smile, and his eyes were full of softness.

In fact, seeing her come in with Qian Ao, his heart hurt, but he was used to hiding his emotions. He told himself that this was only a temporary loss, not forever.

"Don't cry for mercy. Look at my son hurt by you. Why are you so cruel? Do you have a girlfriend like this? You're far from being the daughter-in-law of our Qian family."

In a hurry, he couldn't hold his anger. Zhu Yan's tone suddenly increased eight degrees, completely ignoring the identity and image of the official wife.