Cute baby coming: the dark president paranoid love

Sima Qinghui paused, and Jier burst into tears, "Are you still blaming what happened last year? Don't these lovers always quarrel like this? I'm talking about breaking up, but I don't really want to break up in my heart." ? Why are you so stingy? Can't understand me at all?"

She cried and tugged Ling Jingchen, looking very sad.

Ling Jingchen was upset, pushed her away, and took a step back, "Qinghui, I don't want to mention the past, because every time I think about it, my heart...

You understand! You don't really love me, so the most sensible thing you can do is to go to the hospital and have the child killed. "

"Jing Chen! Jing Chen!"

Ling Jingchen left after finishing speaking. No matter how Sima Qinghui pulled him, he still drove away.

"Fan Yidong, you bastard!"

As soon as Ling Jingchen left, Sima Qinghui wiped away tears and called her ex-husband angrily, "Look at you for hurting me, now Ling Jingchen has a grudge against me, I told him that he was pregnant with a child, but he ignored it! I'm going to the hospital to kill it!"

"Are you really pregnant?" Fan Yidong on the opposite side was puzzled, "How many times have we done it?"

"Don't ask if it's true or not, what do you want me to do now? Let me tell you, if I lose Ling Jingchen, you won't be able to get so much money in the future! There is nothing good for you to get easily!"

"Okay, I understand. Let me ask you now, have you used up the medicine I gave you? Doesn't this man just like that little thing on the bed? Give him some exciting soup."

"I gave him a drink, but he won't drink it now!"

That side paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "Just because he answered a call from me last year, and then he lost his guard against you?"

"Yes, my attitude has completely changed. In addition, I had a fight with that little bastard Bailu this time, and that little bastard started pestering him again. He even ignored me. What should I do? What do you say? ?!"

Sima Qinghui stamped her feet anxiously.

Fan Yidong chuckled, "Don't worry, he will want you, as long as you follow my instructions."

"How to do?"

"Come and find me first."

...

Gu Mingxuan came back by plane, and it was Ji Feng who picked him up at the airport. When the Rolls-Royce was parked in the Gu family compound, Ling Jingchen's car just drove in.

The two shook hands, asked each other about their work, and were about to enter the house, Ling Qiyue ran out of the house, happily throwing her hands into Gu Mingxuan's arms.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Gu Mingxuan picked her up, kissed her little cheek, she smiled happily, leaned her little body towards Ling Jingchen, put her arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek actively.

"Uncle, my little aunt is here too."

Ling Jingchen smiled lightly, hugged her from Gu Mingxuan's arms, and walked into the living room...

Ling Moxue saw her husband coming back upstairs, changed her work clothes and hurried down, gave her husband an affectionate hug, and went upstairs holding his arm.

Walking into the bedroom, she thoughtfully took off his coat, looked at her husband's face affectionately, "Is the business negotiation going well?"

Gu Mingxuan nodded, "Successful."

Glancing at his wife, he quickly shifted his gaze again, took out a cloisonne bracelet from his trouser pocket and put it in his wife's hand gently, "A business trip gift."

Ling Moxue narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said happily: "You don't need to buy it for me again and again, I will be happy as long as you come back to me safely."

"Oh." Gu Mingxuan replied, his eyes averted.

Ling Moxue stared at his face, and deliberately pulled his belt with her fingers, with a narrow arc on her lips, "What's wrong? Why do you avoid my eyes?"

"No." Gu Mingxuan grabbed her little hand, his deep eyes slowly met her gaze, intertwined for a while, and he wanted to avoid it again.

Ling Moxue felt that it was too abnormal, she simply held his face, made his eyes meet her own, and her expression became serious, "Is something not going well?"

Gu Mingxuan felt sour in his heart, and looked at her clear eyes quietly...

At the bottom of her eyes, he saw his own shadow, as well as the deep affection that couldn't be melted away.

But he wanted to wrap himself tightly, blind the windows of his soul, and didn't want his little wife to pry into the secret in his heart.

So, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, lowered his thick eyelashes, raised his hand, and brushed away his little wife's hair that fell on the temples with a bit of infatuation.

Then the fingers gently rubbed from her cheeks to her straight nose, and as soon as they fell, they gently pressed her lips gently...

"My husband didn't lie to you, everything is going well." After speaking, he lowered his head and gently sucked her lips.

He kissed very tenderly and delicately, as if the little wife was a fragile vase, and she was afraid that it would break if she was slightly forceful.

Ling Moxue's heart was moved, she tiptoed lightly, put her arms around his waist and slowly responded to him, her lips pressed together, the sweetness of her lips and teeth intertwined was fascinating and dizzy.

Her breathing was disordered, and her slender hands gently slid to her husband's tight buttocks...

She scratched randomly, feeling the hotness and tightness of his body, closed her eyes, and whispered shyly: "Husband, I... want to love you."

It's only been a day since they separated, and she misses him so much.

Her husband's kisses and caresses made her want him even more strongly.

"Well, I do too, baby."

Gu Mingxuan's scorching hands walked over his wife's body, and after a while, their clothes fell on the ground in a mess...

Downstairs, Ling Qiyue was sitting between her uncle and auntie, holding biscuits made by auntie in her hand, feeding this one and that one.

When they were out of ideas, she stuffed the cake that the other party had bitten into their mouths, and she laughed when they finished eating.

"Hahaha... You're both drool over each other now, so you two are going to get married."

Bai Lu blushed, and twisted her chubby hands to blame, "Why are you so naughty?"

Ling Jingchen pursed his lips and said nothing, but there was a faint smile hidden in his slightly retracted brows.

"Auntie, don't you just make biscuits for my uncle? Tell him quickly that you like him." Little Pickled Cabbage pushed Bai Lu's hand.

Bai Lu looked at Ling Jingchen shyly, and stood up embarrassedly, "I won't play with you anymore, you're making me lose face in front of your uncle."

She started to pursue Ling Jingchen again, but Ling Jingchen has never made a statement, which makes a little girl so embarrassed.

Bai Lu went to the restaurant. Ling Qiyue pulled Ling Jingchen's hand, "Uncle, can you be with my aunt? She really likes you. When you don't have a wife, she says she likes you. She doesn't think you don't have a wife." Money, really, she doesn't mind it at all."

Ling Jingchen patted her head, stuffed a book into her hand, and diverted her attention, "Here, Uncle will help you read it. You made a few mistakes on the above questions. Go and correct them now."

After dismissing Ling Qiyue, Ling Jingchen got up and went to the window to light a cigarette.

After a while, he heard footsteps coming from behind, and the sweet voice blew past his ears like a spring breeze, "Brother Chen, don't feel burdened just because I want to chase you again. If you still don't accept it, I will You can wait a little longer."

Ling Jingchen paused the hand holding the cigarette, his ink eyes narrowed slightly. wxya