Song Meiyue is going crazy. Although the two little guys in her belly are currently in a fetal state, even so... they have fully demonstrated the amazing destructive power of the two little guys. Just the fetal body can destroy themselves.
After all the trouble, what if after birth...the two brothers wouldn't be able to go to heaven?
"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
"Listen to me, you two little bastards. If you dare to torment me again... tomorrow my mother will go to the hospital to abort you!" Song Meiyue said angrily: "Is it easy for my mother to be pregnant with you? She knows how much she has suffered.
?And...you are still going against your mother like this." In an instant,
Song Meiyue's reaction to morning sickness slowed down a lot, and then Aunt Qiao let out a long breath, turned her head and looked at her stinky brother and little husband squatting beside her, and said angrily: "Like you... I'm a tough guy.
You are a soft-spoken person and don’t listen to what you say. You must use thunderous means. You three, father and son, really make me angry.”
Jiang Qi smiled naively, gently caressed Song Meiyue's slightly bulging belly, and said sincerely: "We, father and son, are so pitiful... We are being suppressed by this tigress, but you two will just survive."
It will take about ten years, but Dad will have to endure it for the rest of his life... Remember, remember, you have to keep your eyes open when marrying a wife in the future."
"I'm telling you..."
"The more beautiful a woman is, the more careful she has to be. Dad suffered from this. He was dazzled by your mother's beauty and married her home without thinking. So... Oops.
..It hurts, it hurts!”
Before Jiang Qi could finish speaking, Song Meiyue grabbed his ears and shouted angrily: "Jiang, I think you are impatient with life and dare to say anything. Have you forgotten me?"
How did I fix you?"
"I'll just... I'll just say whatever I want."
"Is it necessary to touch the whispers between husband and wife like this?" Jiang Qi tilted his head, grinning in pain, and begged bitterly: "I can't bear it anymore... My dear wife, please accept it."
Get your magical powers!"
"Hmph!" "Damn ghost..."
Song Meiyue let go of her jade fingers and looked straight at her man, frowning...and muttering with confusion on her face.
Said: "You tell me...you just look like that, and your body is very stretched out. When you do serious things...you are either working hard or shitting and smoking. It takes an hour to start. Logically speaking, it should have been long ago."
I kicked you, and the result... the result..."
"This is love!" Jiang Qi sang with a smile: "Love is Love, love is Ar; love is Ra, love is love; love is Love, love is the most beautiful language of mankind; love is upright and selfless
dedication..."
"idiot!"
Song Meiyue was amused, and at the same time, the emotions deep in her heart were overflowing. Think about it...love may be when you are angry, you want to buy a kitchen knife and chop him directly, but on the way to buy a kitchen knife, you find that he likes to eat
However, I forgot to buy a kitchen knife, and a few days later... I went to buy a kitchen knife again.
After drying their hair, the couple went to bed. Song Meiyue huddled in her man's arms, smelling the faint fragrance of shower gel. There was a faint blush on the cheeks on both sides, which could be felt through her ribs.
With his strong heartbeat, the mature and pretty Aunt Song pursed her lips and said leisurely: "Husband...will you call first later, or should I call first?"
"Notification?"
"It's alright... But it's so late. I guess my grandparents are all asleep. Let's just give it a shot tomorrow morning." Jiang Qi hugged this increasingly mature body, and a light fragrance came from the tip of his nose.
He drifted by and replied softly.
"Well... then I'll fight again tomorrow."
Song Meiyue twisted her body and pressed herself closer to him. She raised her little hand and stretched out her thin green fingers, gently drawing various patterns on his chest, and said softly: "Sometimes I have been thinking about a person.
Question, if I weren’t *** best friend, would you... would you fall in love with me?”
""
"It doesn't seem to matter whether you are my mother's best friend or whether I will fall in love with you, right?" Jiang Qi replied with a dark face.
"There's none?"
Song Meiyue raised her head, stared at him blankly, and said with doubts on her face: "I don't believe it... If I weren't *** best friend, you... you definitely wouldn't like me,
At least you won’t fall in love with me so quickly.”
"no..."
"I...I..." Jiang Qi was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to answer Aunt Qiao's question. He always felt that there was a trace of weirdness in it.
"What am I...could it be...don't you like having sex with Aunt Song and me?" Song Meiyue bit her lips lightly, with a hint of shyness between her brows, and said in a squeaky voice: "Anyway, I am
I quite like it, I just like this feeling."
Jiang Qi is quite convinced of this. "I hate it..."
"I don't want to talk to you anymore." Song Meiyue looked at the demented little villain, feeling ashamed, angry and helpless... She suddenly broke away from his arms and gently
He turned over and lay on his side on the bed with his back to him.
Buttocks pushed him and said angrily: "I'm going to sleep."
Seeing Song Meiyue who suddenly burst out of emotion, Jiang Qi arched his body... and stuck closely behind her, gently hugging this graceful body.
The night was deep, the bed was warm, and I slept peacefully....
...the next morning,
Jiang Qi got up early to make breakfast. Nowadays, he is used to this kind of life routine, especially making breakfast for expectant mothers, which completely highlights the two... willingness. After all, there are two little ones in the belly, and nutrition must keep up.
Only then, otherwise you will not be strong when you are born.
soon,
Jiang Yaling, Yu Xiaofang and Song Guoping went downstairs one after another. The four of them sat at the dining table and had breakfast. The topic still revolved around the Ruan Sheng brothers in Song Meiyue's belly.
Then the three of them left here separately, leaving Jiang Qi alone to clean up the mess. After everything was over... carrying a special breakfast for pregnant women, they went to the scary wolf den. When they opened the door, they saw the mature and pretty aunt,
That disheveled look is so alluring.
He brought the dinner plate to the bedside table and stretched out his hand to pat her butt gently. The next second... the pretty lady-like aunt woke up, rubbed her eyes sleepily, and asked lazily:
"What?"
"The sun is shining on your butt, what else are you doing..." Jiang Qi sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Song Meiyue who had just woken up. There was a trace of enthusiasm that did not belong to her in that cold and charming face, and a wisp of fragrance was refreshing and elegant.
Unique temperament.
"fool."
Seeing her young husband's obsessed look, Song Meiyue raised the corner of her mouth with a slight arc, and said in a playful voice: "What are you looking at? We see each other every day."
"I find you are becoming more and more charming." Jiang Qi replied with a smile.
"snort."
"You're so charming...you don't have to go out and mess around with me." Song Meiyue rolled her eyes at him charmingly.
After breakfast and a simple wash, Song Meiyue put on loose daily clothes and changed from the stereotyped OL look in the past. At this time, she looked more like an urban beauty, or... to be precise, she should be called an urban young woman.
On the way to the company,
Song Meiyue talked about the names of the two children again, and as a result, the conversation... extended from the boy's name to the girl's name.
"If I had a daughter."
"I want to name my daughter...Jiang Simei, what do you think?" Jiang Qi asked.
"Are you missing me?"
"It feels so bad... I feel so beautiful." Song Meiyue rejected Jiang Qi's proposal for her daughter's name on the spot and said seriously.
He said: "Let's talk about my daughter's name later, just in case...just in case the third child is a son again."
"Three sons?"
"This, this, this... I'm going to die." Jiang Qi suddenly lost his temper and said with a gloomy face, "You'll have to beat me up from now on."
Song Meiyue curled her lips and said angrily: "You think I want to beat you so much? After all, it is the flesh that fell from my body, so I will feel heartbroken, okay?
But...but the reality is that this little guy hasn't even been born yet, and he has already tormented me to such a degree that after he was born...I...can't even think about it."
"OK OK."
"Huaidu is pregnant, what's the use of complaining now? It's better to think about... how to educate in the future." Jiang Qi said casually: "I have thought about it... If your academic performance is not good, then you can only ask Ting.
Ting, send the two brothers to study abroad, why should they be plated with gold, and then go back to work in the company back home?"
"Hey..." "It feels so uncomfortable."
"After all, I, Song Meiyue, am also a doctor with a double degree. As a result, the son I gave birth to... may not be able to go to college. It's really embarrassing.
It's over." Song Meiyue pouted her little mouth and sighed to herself. As soon as she finished speaking,
He turned his head suddenly, stared at him blankly, and asked, "Have you never gone to graduate school?"
"Fart!" "I'm obviously a master!"
Jiang Qi rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Look!"
"The problem has been found."
"If your son can't read, there is a high probability that he has inherited your bad genes." Song Meiyue pursed her lips and said proudly, "If my son can get a Ph.D., it will be my credit and he will inherit my excellent genes."
What the hell...
This is too bullying. All the advantages of co-authorship are yours, and all the disadvantages are inherited from me?
Jiang Qi felt resentful, but he didn't dare to say anything. After all, the younger brother's position in the family was there.
Song Meiyue and Jiang Qi came to the company, and Aunt Qiao's style shocked everyone. This daily casual style was completely unlike what a female devil should have, but... even so, her powerful aura still made people feel...
One cannot breathe.
At this time, Jiang Qi was sitting opposite Aunt Qiao, watching her pick up her mobile phone, dial a number silently, and wait for the other party to answer.
After a while, the call was connected. "Yueyue?"
"It's rare to call grandma."
"How are you doing recently? Is there anything you feel uncomfortable about?"
An old and kind voice came from the other end of the phone. PS: Please vote for me, please vote for recommendations.