President Fu's new wife

Chapter 70 Promise to give birth to a crisis in a wedding (3)
He looked up at her and saw a gentle smile on her face: "But I prefer girls to be like mothers."

The music on the square was still so domineering, she raised her eyes to meet his dark starry eyes: "Why?"

"Mom is gentler!" He stopped walking, with infinite warmth in his eyes.

Zhuo Xing froze, just stared at him for a long time without being able to speak.

gentle……

She never felt that she was gentle, but at this moment her heart was soft and gentle.

Then he hugged her and walked forward, making a circle without knowing it, and there were many old men and old ladies dancing. It is actually a good thing that everyone pays so much attention to health now.

The sudden appearance of Ling Yue made the originally lively square seem noisy. She stopped the car beside her and chased after them, blocking the way of the two of them.

"Even if your wife is going to have a baby, don't you care about the company's affairs?" Ling Yue said bitterly like a messenger of justice.

Zhuo Xing looked at the arrogance of Zhenggong, who was wearing a famous brand, to ask the emperor for his guilt.

Suddenly, I remembered that in some ancient dramas, the queen mother said to the emperor: The concubine's loyal words are harsh!The concubine is about to speak harshly again!

Fu Zhi's eyes were deep, and he immediately thought coldly: "When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?"

Just like what Yan Lian said, Ling Yue didn't think it was wrong: "I don't want to take care of it, I just came to remind you, as she herself said, she is giving birth to a child and not seriously ill. She'll be fine even if you're not here." Ling Yue looked at Zhuo Xing coldly, not hiding his disgust at all.

Zhuo Xing didn't speak, just stood there quietly, and curious passers-by started to look at them.

"Are you not asking yourself?" His voice became colder and colder, as if a sharp knife was about to pierce her heart and stab her to death.

Just like this Night Breeze, it comes as soon as it is said.

There they stood, prominent men, beautiful women, and a pregnant woman about to give birth.

Some people around began to pay attention, and made low-level discussions.

Ling Yue bit his lip, but changed the subject in the next moment: "Zhi, you shouldn't be like this, you are a clear-headed, rational and intelligent man, how did you become so affectionate?"

The more she talked, the more she felt that what she said made sense: "Don't just stay with this woman first despite the company's tens of millions of income every day. You two have no love at all. It's just a one-night misfortune to get a big belly. Why do you treat her like this?" Be responsible, you have paid enough to the Zhuo family, and you have done your best to her, so go to work tomorrow, okay?"

The voice behind him became gentle, like coaxing.

Fu Zhi only felt that this woman was really ridiculous, and thanked her for breaking up with him, so that he would not live in too much pain later.

Zhuo Xing felt that he was a bystander, even though Secretary Ling repeatedly said that woman and so on.

Looking up at Fu Zhi, Fu Zhi said softly, "Is it cold?"

She nodded slightly, and Fu Zhi said, "It's windy, let's go back!"

The light above his head suddenly became so warm, Zhuo Xing looked at his gentle blackness, smiled and said: "Okay!"

It seemed that the whole world was quiet, only he was in her eyes.

Ling Yue watched those two people pass by her ignoring her existence, she turned around, unwilling to keep him: "Fu Zhi!"

She yelled, but Fu Zhi put his arms around Zhuo Xing's body and didn't look back.

Zhuo Xing didn't think Ling Yue was pitiful either. Sometimes women would do certain things that he would regret many years later. It was really ignorant and embarrassing.

She didn't turn her head to look at those unfamiliar faces not far away until someone pointed at her, thinking that those people were all monsters.

Yes, those people also regarded her as a monster.

An old man sighed and yelled: "Girl, don't destroy other people's families at this time, their wives are about to give birth, so it's not kind to do so."

"What's the use of having a good skin, it's such a failure to be a mistress."

"Miss, if you have no provenance, hang out with your brother!"

"Get out, get out of the way!" She roared, pointing at the strange faces in front of her, she was deafened by the unbelievable laughter.

"You savages, you don't understand anything!" Then he turned and stumbled away.

The two people in the neighborhood were walking and chatting, but they didn't mention Ling Yue, but An Gu came back, and An Gu even stopped his cheap car to greet them: "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Zhuo."

Fu Zhi frowned, looking at the car next to his wife, he didn't like him at first, and now he hates him even more.

Zhuo Xing said softly: "Working overtime?"

"No, have a meal with a friend!" He smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb you, let's go first!"

It's interesting.

But Fu Zhi would not take his wit as a good intention. He has never seen any kind of people in the mall all these years.

Zhuo Xing watched his car leave and when he turned around, he saw his husband looking at him with those deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through her heart.

"Does he know that you secretly painted his portrait?" Fu Zhi said.

Under the black night sky, a few stars were winking at each other, Zhuo Xing felt a chill on his shoulders: "What?"

He pondered: "I have seen his... portrait on your drawing board!" Yes, it is a portrait.

Fu Zhi bowed deeply to An Gu in his heart.

Zhuo Xing couldn't help laughing: "I can't draw him well."

But he was not happy to see her smile: "Then who do you draw better?"

Zhuo Xing stared at him for a moment, then walked forward slowly: "Go home, I'm tired!"

But the hand was suddenly held, she lowered her eyes, looking at the big palm holding her tender, before the person who raised her head was hugged by him, he grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and held her face in the other, Such a domineering kiss.

Zhuo Xing only felt that the world was spinning in an instant, he always came out of nowhere like this.

"Xiao Xing, you have to concentrate on being my wife!" After he finished kissing, he whispered in her ear reluctantly.

Zhuo Xing's heart trembled, and when he looked up at him, he could see the unquestionable and domineering look in his eyes.

When did she stop paying attention?
Even people and body belong to him, isn't it enough to concentrate?

In fact, he was a little upset because he thought of the portrait.

That little happiness... came from the heart!

He still hugged her to sleep at night, even if she said no, he would say, "I can't hug my wife?"

Zhuo Xing was angry and ignored him, he leaned close to her ear and bit and gnawed: "Where have I never touched you? The child was born for me."

She couldn't speak, and it became like this day by day. The two of them were covered by a blanket, and she fell asleep beside him.

When he got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he would wake up immediately and help her carefully go to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)