Ling Yanyan was sitting in the room, and suddenly she felt acid reflux in her stomach. She hurriedly ran into the bathroom, retched against the toilet, and squatted on the cold floor tiles without strength.
Why is it always like this lately? I have no appetite, can't eat, but always feel like vomiting. Could it be... No! It shouldn't be! However, it seems that her menstrual period has not come for more than a month. She got up and left
When I got to the room, I picked up the calendar in front of the dressing table. It hadn't been there for not a month, but two months.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Zhiming's voice came from the door. Ling Yanyan was shocked and dropped the calendar in her hand on the carpet.
"Nothing." Ling Yanyan picked up the desk calendar and put it back on the dressing table.
Feng Zhiming approached her, "Did you do something bad? Why are you so nervous when you hear my voice?"
"No! It was you who suddenly scared me, okay?" Blame it directly on him.
Feng Zhiming put his hand on her shoulder, "You're blaming me, you little thing." He didn't forget to press a kiss on her face.
"I don't dare. You are the president, I'm just a little assistant." Ling Yanyan moved into his arms, "Hug me, okay? I'm cold."
Feng Zhiming hugged her.
"Your arms are so warm." Ling Yanyan murmured, so warm that she never wanted to let go.
"Then you will be in my arms all your life, and I will give you warmth." Feng Zhiming lowered his head and grabbed her lips, sucking deeply, teasing, and lingering. His big hands moved behind her back, and his fingertips lightly hooked
, the buckle of the underwear was unbuttoned. The big hands kneaded the softness of the chest through the clothes.
"Um...don't..." Ling Yanyan gasped, holding him tightly with her little hands.
However, Feng Zhiming directly picked her up and put her on the big bed, "I want you."
"Can I refuse?" Ling Yanyan's whole body was in his arms.
Feng Zhiming didn't even shake his head, he directly picked her up and put her on the bed. He took off their clothes, and they were naked facing each other.
His big hands roamed over her delicate skin, constantly caressing every sensitive part of her body. Just when he reached between her legs, he was pulled by his small hands, "Zhi Ming, can you be gentle?
"Although she was not sure whether she was pregnant, she was still a little worried.
The corner of Feng Zhiming's mouth raised, "Little one, are you too impatient?" He leaned over and grabbed her pink lips, opened her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and penetrated her long body with wet tongue, touching her lilac.
His tongues intertwined tightly, and then he kissed the softness of her chest, and then moved his kiss down to her belly. Her body had obviously changed, and he could feel it. He turned over and let her straddle his body, underneath him.
He thrust into her, holding her waist with his big hands, and an unprecedented gentleness flowed through her body.
"Hmm...ah..." Ling Yanyan moaned unconsciously, holding his broad shoulders tightly with her little hands.
After making love, he did not withdraw from her body. She lay on his chest and listened to his powerful heartbeat.
"Miss Xueyi, are you looking for the young master?" the voice of the servant Zhang Ma came from outside the door.
Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt and covered the two of Chi Guo.
Ling Yanyan covered her head. Oh my God, she didn't want to be a human anymore. The door wasn't even closed, and the two of them... Wang Xueyi must have seen it.
Feng Zhiming was half leaning on the bed, Chi Guo's upper body was still sweating after having sex, and his hair was messy, but it added a bit of evil charm.
"Master, the seafood porridge you asked me to prepare is ready." Zhang Ma said at the door.
"Send it in." Feng Zhiming said simply. He saw Wang Xueyi standing outside the door with a pale face. He just glanced at her and looked away from her face.
After waving her hand, Zhang Ma left the room and closed the door.
"Come, drink porridge." Ling Yanyan sat up and handed the porridge to her.
However, before taking a sip, the fishy smell of seafood stimulated her stomach. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands and shook her head, "I don't want to eat it." Anyway, she would vomit after eating it.
"Aren't you hungry? It seems you haven't exercised enough." Feng Zhiming put the bowl aside and leaned his head close to her, "Then we will exercise again, and when you are hungry, we will drink porridge." After that, he lied to himself.
And up.
Ling Yanyan's little hand pressed against him, "I'll eat, I'll eat." Anyway, his method is tried and true.
Holding back the discomfort in my stomach, I finished the entire small bowl of porridge. Before swallowing the last mouthful, I ran to the bathroom and vomited out everything I had eaten.
Feng Zhiming grabbed the white nightgown on the side, walked into the bathroom, and put it on her body, "Yanyan, you are pregnant." It was not a question, but an affirmation.
Ling Yanyan stood up and faced him, "No! I'm not pregnant!" She wasn't sure, so she chose to deny it.
Feng Zhiming carried her weak back to the bed, "Whether she's pregnant or not, I'm going to the hospital tomorrow." If she's pregnant, that's fine, but if she's not pregnant, she will lose her appetite all day long and will vomit after eating.
Definitely not a good thing.
Ling Yanyan closed her eyes and had no strength, so she could only be held by him and pillowed on his strong arms.
His hand touched her belly. He was sure that this stupid woman was pregnant. Except for the growth of flesh on her waist recently, there was still no flesh anywhere else.
"Yanyan, I'm sure you're pregnant. Your period hasn't come yet." Feng Zhiming whispered in her ear.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, "I'm always wrong!" She's deceiving herself!
"Okay, I'll accompany you to the hospital tomorrow." Feng Zhiming said domineeringly.
"But..." Ling Yanyan was swallowed up by his kiss before she could finish her words.
"Be good, go to bed early." He reached out and adjusted the crystal wall lamp beside the bed to the softest brightness.
Wang Xueyi walked back to the room, clenching her hands into fists, Zhi Ming, how could you do this to me? I am pregnant with your child! You are still lingering with Ling Yanyan every night! The hatred on your face is getting stronger and stronger.
, Ling Yanyan! Don’t blame me for being heartless! You shouldn’t take away Zhi Ming’s heart, he can only belong to me!
She picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Send all the photos tomorrow." She would not be soft-hearted anymore, for the sake of the child in her belly, and for her own status as the wife of the CEO of Feng Enterprises.
When Ling Yanyan woke up, the person next to her was no longer there. What she reached out to touch was a piece of coldness. She sat up and was about to pick up her phone when she saw a note: Baby, I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn’t scream.
Wake up, wake up, come to the company to find me. The font of the inscription was reflected in her eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.