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Chapter 430 Jealous
Song Anhao thought the three of them were really funny.

My stomach hurts from laughing.

Laughing while typing.

"What's shameful? Isn't being a father just for love and to give birth to the next generation? You won't have sex with your wife in the future?"

Ye Jun Chenjun blushed.

Unknowingly, Su Li's face appeared in his mind.

He suddenly felt guilty.

"Little sister-in-law, you are a woman, aren't you ashamed to say that?"

The corners of Song An's funny mouth reached to the ears: "Everyone is an adult, what's there to be ashamed of, could it be... shouldn't it be... Are you still a virgin?"

"Fuck"

Lu Youting: "...??"

Jian Siling: "...??"

Seeing Song Anhao chatting with them, Shen Xiuran frowned displeasedly, and tilted his head to look.

I saw the last sentence Song Anhao uttered.

His face darkened immediately, he snatched the phone from her hand, and said displeasedly: "Do you usually talk like this with other men?"

Song An really didn't understand why he was so angry. He wondered, "Why are you angry? Am I chatting with your brothers?"

Shen Xiuran looked at her without blinking.

Song Anhao was terrified at the sight of him.

An ominous premonition came over him.

She was startled and wanted to escape, but Shen Xiuran grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.

Before he could react, he suddenly realized that his body was lightened, and Shen Xiuran had already hugged him by the waist.

She immediately put her arms around his neck in fear: "What are you doing?"

Shen Xiuran remained silent, walked to the bed with big strides, put him gently on the bed, turned over and pressed him down.

The ominous feeling in Song Anhao's heart grew bigger and bigger.

Shen Xiuran lowered his head, kissed her lips fiercely, bit her lower lip hard as punishment, bit her lip and warned: "Don't say that kind of thing to other men in the future, you can only say to me."

Song Anhao said speechlessly: "Did you grow up in a vinegar vat in your last life? Are you so stingy?"

With a cold snort, Shen Xiuran blocked her lips, tossing and turning, biting and plundering.

The big hand moved to her waist without comfort.

The intention is obvious.

Sensing his intention, Song Anhao immediately pressed his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "The doctor said that the child is unstable in the first three months, so it's best not to do strenuous exercise."

Shen Xiuran: "...?"

Song Anhao blinked her big watery eyes, pretending to be innocent and said: "What I said is true, if you don't believe me, you can ask Jian Sling."

Hearing this, Shen Xiuran actually turned over and got out of bed, found the phone, and opened the chat box.

Because Song Anhao left suddenly.

The group has been overwhelmed by the news of Ye Junchen and Jian Sling.

Ye Junchen: "Where is my little sister-in-law? Why did she suddenly disappear?"

Jian Siling: "It should be to have sex."

Ye Junchen: "Fuck, isn't she pregnant? Can she still have sex while pregnant?"

Jian Siling: "Aren't you a virgin? How do you know if you can have sex?"

Ye Junchen: "Fuck, are you sprinkling salt on my wound? You're talking like you're not a virgin. Everyone is a virgin. Don't laugh at anyone."

Lu Youting: "...?"

Shen Xiuran and Jian Sling asked irritably, "Can't you do strenuous exercise while pregnant?"

Jian Siling: "It depends on what you're talking about. If you're talking about strenuous exercise that can only be done in dark nights and high winds, it's definitely not acceptable. Because the baby is still unstable, exercise will cause contractions and lead to miscarriage."

Shen Xiuran threw away the phone depressed.

The phone kept vibrating on the sofa.

Ye Junchen: "Boss, are you really the same boss I know? Huh, you actually ask such a shameful question."

Jian Siling: "Food and sex, the boss is also a normal man, it's normal to have needs..."

Ye Junchen: "...?"

Lu Youting: "...?"

Shen Xiuran didn't bother to talk to them, sat alone on the sofa and sulked, trying to suppress the chaotic anger in his body, but found that he couldn't suppress it, so he simply got up, ran into the bathroom, and took a cold shower.

Seeing his sad, desire-dissatisfied look, Song Anhao endured it, but couldn't help it, and laughed with a 'puchi'.

(End of this chapter)