Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 276 It's not bad to be called Jiang Beiting

What Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting went to was the property developed by the Lian Group in S City.

It has just been completed not long ago.

It is not the kind of high-end community in the past. The original design concept is aimed at ordinary office workers.

There are various types of apartments, the smallest is a single apartment of more than [-] square meters, and the largest is a multi-family family of [-] to [-] square meters.

The location is far from the city center, and the corresponding facilities are available, but the grade is relatively low, and the per capita consumption level is not that high.

The house they lived in was arranged by Lian Qingfeng early in the morning.

The house was not registered under the names of Jiang Yimian or Feng Beiting.

Although it is only forty to fifty square meters, the advantage is that the decoration is fresh and fresh, and you can live right away with your bags. Jiang Yimian fell in love with it immediately after entering it.

The living room is small, but very cozy.

A beige double sofa, a yellow and gray geometric carpet, a simple floor lamp beside the sofa, and a faint warm yellow light reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows beside the sofa.

There is a set of simple modern decorative paintings on the wall, light yellow and pink, with a Mediterranean style.

"Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs." Turning around from the bedroom, Jiang Yimian suddenly jumped onto Feng Beiting's back, and wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, "What do you think? Do you like it?"

"Ah."

Feng Beiting responded softly.

After a pause, he seemed to feel that this was not enough, so he added, "Mianmian, as long as I'm with you, I'd like to live even in a garbage dump."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

I really want to stuff her little feet into his mouth.

"You're the little trash! You!" With a soft snort, Miss Jiang jumped off him.

Feng Beiting quickly supported her, and gently covered her flat belly with his warm palms, "Be careful, be careful of our daughter."

"...How do you know it's a daughter and not a son?"

"It's a daughter, it must be a daughter." Feng Beiting stared at her stomach with burning eyes, and said in a very firm tone, "I hope it's a daughter."

"why?!"

"My daughter likes to find a boyfriend, but my son is afraid that he won't be able to marry a wife."

"..."

It's a long way to think.

but--

"Why can't a son marry a wife?" What's wrong with her son!
Although she doesn't look as monstrous as he is, she's not ugly either. My son can be a young lady no matter what he does. It shouldn't be difficult to make a living by relying on her appearance.

Hearing this, Feng Beiting had his own explanation, "Look at me, and then look at Su Fu, isn't it clear enough?"

"...If you say that, then you are right."

Also involved in gangsters, Su Fu's love path is smoother than his, not at 01:30.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yimian burst out laughing.

She felt that she was going crazy too. It was obviously nothing to do, but she still discussed it with him so seriously. Just thinking of something, she still couldn't help joking, "Actually, even if we really have a son in the future, you will Don't worry, you have a family heirloom."

"Ok?"

"Kidnap someone."

"..."

He felt offended.

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After washing up later, the two lay side by side on the bed and chatted.

Recalling what happened at this stage, Jiang Yimian thought of something, and tentatively asked Feng Beiting, "After that... have you paid attention to Qi Yan's situation?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask more was whether he had sent someone to "take care" of the other party.

As soon as Qi Yan was mentioned, Feng Beiting's aura changed, it was chilly, and Jiang Yimian couldn't help shrinking into his arms again.

After a long while, the young master said sadly, "You reminded me, I still have a debt with him."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Did she swear.

Worried that he would get someone to kill Qi Yan every minute, Miss Jiang hurriedly betrayed her appearance and begged, "It seems that he hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet, this is his punishment, let's just ignore him.

If you kill him, it's small, let my family know it's big.

and……"

Blinking her eyes, she took a dose of heavy medicine, "I have a baby in my stomach now, so let's treat it as a good deed for the child."

These words touched Feng Beiting's heart, so he reluctantly nodded.

Seeing this, Jiang Yimian pecked his cheek as if rewarding him.

After thinking about it, he didn't resist his flourishing side face, and kissed him again.

When she approached him for the third time, Feng Beiting gently pinched her mouth and rejected her righteously, "Mianmian, no."

"...Huh?" What's wrong?
Is it because she can't, or he can't, or something else?

However, considering the hidden danger and provocative meaning of these words, she did not dare to say them out loud.

Feng Beiting's hand was placed on her lower abdomen, his eyes were so gentle that water dripped out, "Three months ago, the fetal gas was not stable, so you can't mess around, just bear with it."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Put up with your big head!

Let's not say that she is not pregnant at all, the problem is that she didn't want to do anything to him!
Being forced back into the quilt by Feng Beiting, Miss Jiang secretly made a note of him in her heart, thinking that she would settle accounts with him again in the future.

now--

She suddenly remembered one thing.

"Feng Beiting, isn't your name 'Ji Han'? What about your parents? Do they have anything to do with the drug trafficking case back then?" Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he was also kidnapped back then.

And the fourth brother unexpectedly staged a battle today to catch him back, which made her feel a little strange.

She asked naturally, and didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her words.

Feng Beiting caught the point sensitively, "Mianmian, you...

Do you remember? ! "

Jiang Yimian was startled.

She hadn't had time to tell him about her memory recovery, but she forgot about it.

Seeing her expression, Feng Beiting knew that his guess was right, Shen Mou asked, "How did you remember?! Remember everything?"

Jiang Yimian knew what he didn't want her to think of the most, her heart felt warm, she hugged his waist and shrank into his arms, "... I just had a dream, and when I woke up, I remembered most of it.

It's all about you though, everything else is a little more vague. "

Afraid that he would not believe it, she said again, "Otherwise, tell me the whole story."

"...It's enough to think of me, the rest is not important."

If possible, he would not even let her think of himself.

After a moment of silence, Feng Beiting said in a low voice, "My father's name is Ji Xin, and he's a spectator at the bar.

I don't know who my mother is, but I heard from neighbors that she was a wine hostess, and she got me by hanging out with others, so maybe 'Ji' is not my real name either. "

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't care about those.

Jiang Yimian's arms around his waist tightened a bit, "After we get married, it's not bad to have my surname as 'Jiang Beiting'."

"Ah."

In response, Feng Beiting rubbed her hair and said slowly, "Mianmian, I checked my father's identity later, he once..."

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Jiang family.

When Jiang Zhuo received a phone call and learned that Lin Sinan and the others had helped release Jiang Yimian, Jiang Su's face darkened, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

He seemed to have expected this to happen.

Yan Mei and the others couldn't help sighing, worried that Jiang Yimian would not be able to eat or sleep well outside, but Fang Yuan comforted her calmly and softly, "Don't worry, I guess the two of them will be back soon. .”

"How do you know, second daughter-in-law?"

"The two children are young, and they will be pregnant soon. Maybe there will be good news in two months."

"Cough-cough-"

This sentence contains too much information, Jiang Zhun choked.

When Yuan Qiong heard this, he felt even more confused.

She knows how Jiang Yimian has ideas. It's not like a girl can't do something like getting pregnant before marriage. If she really enters the house with a big belly, it's really hard to handle.

Jiang Su didn't say anything, and motioned Yuan Qiong to follow him upstairs.

The two went back to the bedroom one after the other, Jiang Su closed the door specially, Yuan Qiong frowned, "What's wrong?"

What can't be said downstairs, and you have to go back to the house?

Sitting upright by the bed, Jiang Su took a deep look at Yuan Qiong and said, "Do you still remember that in order to solve the drug trafficking case, I often left early and returned late, and my whereabouts were mysterious."

"remember."

"At that time, I was secretly building a network of informants for the purpose of gathering intelligence."

"I know."

Although he didn't say this at the time, he explained it to her after the case was over to make her feel at ease.

But why are you suddenly bringing up those old things now?
"Feng Beiting...

No, he should be called Ji Han. "Jiang Su said in a deep voice, "Ji Han's father, Ji Xin, used to be my informant. "

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　　ps: Second update~
　　[Question: Will Mianmian go home with a big belly? 】

　　A. Will
　　B. will not

　　C. Go home with a big belly
　　
　
(End of this chapter)