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Chapter 164 Secretary, she is a green tea cutie

Chapter 164 Secretary, she is a green tea cutie (57)

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, Bei'er was two and a half months pregnant.

"Yuck~"

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the cook, Sister Li, was having dinner, when a puff of oily smoke came out of the kitchen, and Bei'er immediately started to vomit.

Cui'er, who was standing by the side, hurriedly took the trash can over, and looked at Bei'er's cold and beautiful face, which was still a little round, but now it became pale and thin, "Young Madam, why did you have such a strong reaction during pregnancy?" , those pregnant women in our village have never worked so hard like you."

Bei'er finally spit out the acidic water in his stomach, rinsed his mouth with plain water on the table, lay down on the sofa very weakly, stroked his abdomen with soft hands and said: "Because my original body is too Too fragile, the baby in my belly is trying to absorb nutrition, and because of morning sickness, I vomited out all I ate, and the reaction was bigger than those who often work."

"Young Madam is working too hard." Tweety'er's eyes were full of worry and distress. She had never seen a pregnant woman as weak as Young Madam, as if her entire body had lost all energy.

"Silly girl, it's not hard for a woman to be pregnant for ten months? Go and tell Sister Li in the kitchen that I can't smell the smell of oily smoke, so she won't make those greasy meals." Very touched.

Entrance to the villa.

Xiao Yan came back early, Bei'er's frail figure stung those deep eyes.

Was it wrong to get her pregnant?

Isn't it too selfish to make her work so hard?

Is the current self really suitable to be a good husband and father?

Touching the square box in the pocket of the suit pants, the idea in his heart became a little firmer, he just wanted to use the child to tie her down.

Then with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, she walked to the sofa, stretched out her hand to attach to her small white hand, and asked softly, "Honey, is he/he disobedient today?"

When Bei Er noticed his approach, she immediately turned her head to look away, her bright red lips were pursed together, and she didn't answer his question.

She really hates Xiao Yan now and doesn't want to talk to him at all.

From the day she knew she was pregnant, she began to ignore him. He didn't respond to her words, and when she slept with her in his arms at night, she would always try her best to get away from him.

Tweety came out of the kitchen, looked at the two people on the sofa, and sighed slightly inwardly.

It seems that the position between the young master and the young lady has been switched, and now the young master is carefully trying to curry favor with the lady.

The light in Xiao Yan's eyes began to dim little by little, his heart was so painful that he could hardly breathe, the big palm attached to Bei'er's hand began to intersect with her ten fingers, with a little bit of force, as if she could not disappear like this .

Bei'er suffered from pain, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were slightly frowned.

"You hurt me."

Xiao Yan looked at her quietly without speaking, and after a long time, he let go of her hand.

"Does it hurt?"

Bei Er rubbed the hand that was held just now, and turned to look at him when he heard the words, Xiao Yan turned his back to the light behind him, under the hazy shadow, the face that was filled with anger between man and god seemed a little far away .

She froze for a moment, with a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, and looked straight into his eyes: "It hurts, but it hurts even more here." Su Bai's fingertips pointed to the position of her heart.

Xiao Yan's eyes were gloomy, and his heart ached even more. He bent down and hugged her into his arms, and walked upstairs, "Even if it hurts, I won't let go of your hand."

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(End of this chapter)

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