Of course, in addition to Zhao Rui, there are Rong Che and He Ranzhi.

Qian Xiaorong was still chewing potato chips, and while eating, she said to Lin Qinghuan: "But you can't be anxious about pregnancy. It depends on fate. If the fate comes, you will get pregnant once. It's not here. It's probably a long time. Look at my husband and I."

Lin Qinghuan just smiled and said nothing.

What about fate...

It's true.

"We just got married and didn't think about having children so early. Last year, I wanted it and did it every day... um um..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Rui covered her mouth.

Lin Qinghuan was shocked: "Everyday..."

However, when he turned around and found that Zhao Rui was covering Qian Xiaorong's mouth, as well as He Ranzhi and Rong Che who were standing not far away.

Forehead……

This is fucking embarrassing.

He Ranzhi held back his laughter: "Do you girls have such a big scale for chatting in private?"

Anyway, he has nothing to say about adults.

Lin Qinghuan: "Uh..." This is a fucking accident!

But, looking at Rong Che's face with a chuckling sensation, I always feel like a storm is coming.

Zhao Rui was also worried. Who would have thought that her wife would talk to Lin Qing about these things, and she would not close the door.

and!

"Qian Xiaorong, what's going on with the potato chips in your hand?" He said, looking at Lin Qinghuan: "Did you buy it for her?"

Lin Qinghuan spread her hands: "Do I look such a kind person?"

Zhao Rui flattened his mouth: "It seems that's not true." As he said that, he took the potato chips from Qian Xiaorong's hand and threw them into the trash can: "Didn't you always help you simmer and stew the soup? If you are hungry, go and serve a bowl. If you keep eating these junk foods, don't tell whether it's good for your health or not, it's not good for your baby's development!"

Qian Xiaorong: "But I just want to eat!"

Zhao Rui is going to be angry to death by her.

Lin Qinghuan: "Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"I'm eating two people now, and I'll be hungry for a while. What can I do?" Qian Xiaorong looked innocent.

Lin Qinghuan pulled the corner of her mouth and expressed her understanding: "That's right."

Rong Che opened the drink for her. When he heard her natural and unnatural answer, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tilt.

He Ranzhi leaned on the sofa casually, smiled and turned elsewhere.

Zhao Rui went to the kitchen refrigerator and brought a few bottles of drinks. Qian Xiaorong reached out and Yanran looked like a little ancestor: "What about mine."

"It's warm."

"I'm drinking milk again? I'm going to vomit all the time!" Qian Xiaorong looked unhappy.

The two of them said one by one, and they didn't want to be angry at all.

Lin Qinghuan got used to this in the morning. When they were studying, they often quarreled like this. There were also times when they were really angry, but they were all in a minority.

Zhao Rui was still talking, Qian Xiaorong stopped talking. After he finished speaking, he kicked him on the body, and Zhao Rui almost rolled down from the sofa.

Qian Xiaorong turned his head and said proudly: "Go to cook, I'm hungry!"

Lin Qinghuan: “…”

Still as tough as ever!

Zhao Rui wanted to be angry at first, after all, in front of so many people.

But whose ancestors said they were hungry?

He got up and sorted out his clothes, turned around and said to Lin Qinghuan Rongche and the others: "We have dinner here. It's not been so lively for a long time."

Seeing Zhao Rui go to the kitchen to cook, He Ranzhi was shocked: "Do you want to be so obedient?"

"certainly."

Lin Qinghuan and Qian Xiaorong spoke in unison.

After saying that, he looked at Rong Che at the same time.

He spoke just now, right?

He died young!

Don't talk, big guy, okay!

You don’t need this skill, but all kinds of beauties are flocking to you one after another.

Qian Xiaorong reacted and smiled: "Mr. Rong can cook, too?"

"No." Rong Che replied very honestly: "But I have also tried to do it recently."

He Ranzhi: "...I'll go!" He said with a confused look: "Now men can't find a girlfriend if they can't cook?"

Rong Che's legs overlap: "Pampering your girlfriend or wife is a must-have skill for men. If you are very good in other aspects, it will be less of an impact on whether you can cook or not."

"For example, is rich?" He Ranzhi flattened the corner of his mouth and glanced at Rong Che, the 'rich boss' himself.

Rong Che smiled without any concealment.

Lin Qinghuan was too lazy to express his opinions.

He Ranzhi burst out laughing and retorted mercilessly: "Hey, do people like you think they can handle everything with money?"

"Sorry, I have never thought about it." Rong Che still smiled: "Maybe I am not the type of person you are talking about. It is more appropriate for you to ask who is."

The expression on He Ranzhi's face froze a little, and after a moment, he looked like he didn't like to pay attention to him.

Qian Xiaorong glanced at Lin Qinghuan, straightened her body, coughed lightly, and then looked at Rong Che with a smile: "Mr. Rong, is our Huanhuan the kind that you can't handle with money?"

Lin Qinghuan was holding the juice and was about to drink it. When he heard Qian Xiaorong's words, his hand paused for a moment. However, after a while, before Rong Che could speak, Lin Qinghuan spoke first: "Of course I am not!"

Rong Che's lips opened slightly, and before the words that should have blurted out were even reached, Lin Qinghuan's words were blocked.

He Ranzhi raised his lips slightly, and he casually hugged his shoulders and looked at Lin Qinghuan with a smile.

Qian Xiaorong pulled the corner of his mouth, and his smile was a little stiff: "I asked Mr. Rong, what are you involved in with?"

Lin Qinghuan: "Can you tell the truth?"

Qian Xiaorong: "..." Fuck you shut up! Didn't you see that your Mr. Rong's face is dark!

Rong Che is indeed a dark face. Is Lin Qinghuan reminding him?

After all, from the beginning, both of them were frank and talked about money only.

Of course Lin Qinghuan knew that Rong Che was so dark that she didn't dare to look at him, but it didn't matter.

*

After dinner, everyone went back to their homes.

Rong Che parked the car in the garage. Lin Qinghuan untied her seat belt as usual and got out of the car. However, she had to open the car door and Rong Che grabbed her wrist.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qinghuan looked confused.

Rong Che: "Talk."

"Can't you talk well when you go back?" Lin Qinghuan naturally knew what he wanted to talk about and why, but there was no need to be in the car.

Rong Che held the force of her wrist and used a little force, pulled her to himself and sat crossing.

Lin Qinghuan's palm was on his chest: "You..." The purpose is already very obvious.

Rong Che smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his warm palms reached into her clothes. His slightly heavy voice could not be angry, but he was not very friendly: "Can money handle everything about you?"

Lin Qinghuan pulled the corner of her mouth: "As...of course, we..."

She wanted to say that they laid the tone that money can handle everything from the beginning, but now... it is a bit different, but no matter how different it is, it cannot be changed, and it cannot be changed.

However, before she finished speaking, Rong Che directly interrupted: "Then... Siyuan hopes to have a sister, give birth to one."

Lin Qinghuan: "..." What a joke!

Rong Che looked up at her, and saw her speechless look, and chuckled casually: "Didn't it mean that money can handle everything about you?"

Lin Qinghuan relaxed and asked carefully: "Then how much do you plan to give me?"

Rong Che: "All." He said without any hesitation.

Lin Qinghuan hesitated a little, but he quickly continued to ask: "How many are all?"

"My money, I am the person." Rong Che controlled the back of her neck and kissed her tossing and turning, with more tenderness and lingeringness in her passion.

"You can take money, but people..." I dare not ask for it.

As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Che pushed her down on the steering wheel. The skirt on her body was stacked on her chest, giving her no chance to react, and she took off the last barrier on her chest.

His voice suppressing desire sounded a little hoarse: "Why don't you give Siyuansheng sister without me?"
To be continued...