Mo Mo Water City has achieved great success, but it is a pity that Ye Mo Mo has never been able to enter that dreamy water world again. Yan Nuohan still strictly controls her freedom. Fortunately, her life has been relatively peaceful during this time. I heard that his former
I went to Hong Kong for a few days to work and I don’t know when I will come back.
The little life in her belly is growing up day by day, and its sense of existence is getting stronger and stronger, but this is very painful for Ye Momo. Morning sickness becomes more and more frequent. She will be woken up by naughty babies in the middle of the night, her stomach hurts unbearably, and her feet feel strange for no reason.
I get cramps, my body gradually becomes bloated, I lose control of my emotions for no apparent reason, and I shed tears easily.
Pregnancy is really hard, but Ye Mo still feels so happy. She is looking forward to the baby in her belly. She will silently look at the B-ultrasound pictures of the baby every day with a face of satisfaction. Because this little guy is hers, and the world is finally
There is something that belongs completely to her.
As for Yan Nuohan, who does this conceited man belong to? It should be Sister Kudo. She can see that Yan Nuohan attaches great importance to Mai Kudo. For example, when he receives a call from Sister Kudo, he is always so gentle, so
This kind of tenderness is something Ye Momo doesn't dare to ask for, but he is always hot and cold towards her. Ye Momo can't guess what his CEO Yan is thinking. If he really loves sister Kudo, why bother with her again?
She? Thinking of this, Ye Momo felt his head hurt!!
God, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I’m too lazy to think so much!! Ye Mo pouted and shook his head in annoyance. Maybe pregnant women are too lazy to use their brains, so every time Ye Mo thinks about the key to the problem, she doesn’t want to think about it anymore. She now
I feel so sleepy!!
Press the remote control at hand, and the person who appears on the large LCD screen on the wall is himself.
Ye Mo rolled his eyes and kept changing the channel, but the news about her and Yan Nuohan was always everywhere, and Ye Mo was going crazy!! Does the world have to revolve around Yan Nuohan?
Forget it, the children's channel, the children's channel will not also have news about Yan Nuohan!
Fortunately, okay, what appeared on the screen was children playing bumper cars in an amusement park. The children's innocent faces and childish laughter made Ye Momo feel warm in her heart. She habitually stroked her belly and talked to her baby.
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"Baby, mommy will take you to play bumper cars in the future, so come out quickly, mommy really wants to see you!!"
"Children in front of the TV, today I want to introduce you to a handsome uncle!" the female host of Baby Voice announced artificially.
Then, the person who appeared in the camera was the damned Yan Nuohan, and that person with a thousand-year-old iceberg face actually smiled, and he even raised a little girl with braids and kissed her again and again...
Oh my God, Ye Momo rubbed his eyes and thought he was hallucinating.
In fact, the man with the warm smile in the picture is indeed Yan Nuohan. Half of the reason why he appears in the picture is to check whether the amusement park that Yan spent huge sums of money to build in Hong Kong meets his standards, but the other half is really
In order to practice the feeling of being a father in advance, at this moment, he lifted the baby girl who was only two or three years old in his hands high, and mentally imagined the scene of himself lifting his own baby. His kind gesture not only shocked
A lot of nympho mommies were stunned, and Ye Momo in front of the TV was inexplicably filled with tears.
------------------In the luxurious presidential suite of Hong Kong Regal Hotel, two charming women in provocative clothes twisted their soft waists to their heart's content, and their fair and slender fingers were ambiguous.
Moving around on their plump curves, they tried their best to arouse the man's ejaculation, but the man remained expressionless.
Yan Nuohan was sitting on the European-style sofa, holding a goblet in his left hand and swaying it gracefully. He stared at the two balls of white meat with an expressionless face, and suddenly felt nauseous.
"Get out!" He said still elegantly, but his tone was always cold and irresistible.
Although the two beauties were reluctant, they were also familiar with CEO Yan Da's temper, so they also exited the room obediently.
"That's weird!" Yan Nuohan stood up and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the bustling night view of Hong Kong, but Ye Momo's figure inexplicably appeared in his mind.
"I wonder how that woman is doing." The company has been too busy recently, and he has to take care of Mai's mental condition all the time. He hasn't seen that woman for a while!
He took out his phone and ordered someone to arrange the route.
It takes more than two hours to get to Hong Kong from City A. I hope his doing this will not affect her sleep!
A sly smile flashed across his lips after hanging up the phone. He was looking forward to the exaggerated expression on that little woman's face when she opened her eyes...
Did he go to such trouble to move her to him because he missed her? No, Yan Nuohan firmly denied it in his heart, he just missed his precious daughter...
------------Due to the overpowering effects of the incense in the morning, Ye Momo has been sleeping soundly since she was transported here, and she still maintains a childlike smile on her lips.
Yan Nuohan lay on the bed with his head propped up and quietly observed the sleeping beauty's beautiful sleeping face, with suppressed lust in his eyes.
He covered her red and soft lips with his fingertips, and secretly cursed in his heart why he wanted to bring her here on a whim! Now it's fine, he can't touch her, he is really holding it in until he gets internal injuries!
"Pfft..." Ye Momo opened his mouth and murmured something in his sleep.
Yan Nuohan frowned, what did this woman dream about? Why did she look so happy?
He put his ear next to Ye Momo's lips, trying to hear clearly what she was saying!
"Don't make trouble..." No, how could he make trouble with her?
"Bad godfather..." Godfather? Who?
Yan Nuohan held his breath and wanted to hear more secrets from this little woman.
"Ouyang Meng..." Ye Mo suddenly yelled out this name.
Yan Nuohan suddenly turned pale, she...she dared to dream about other men, he must take care of her!
He just raised his big palm to shake her awake, but Ye Momo opened his eyes sleepily!
She has not yet returned to reality from the dream. She had a beautiful dream. She dreamed that she, Yan Nuohan and the baby were playing races on the grass. Ouyang Meng was the referee, but Ouyang Meng always teamed up with the bad guy Yan Nuohan.
Come and treat her and the baby. The grass is so beautiful, the sky is so blue, everything is beautiful!
However, she suddenly felt a chill, so she woke up inexplicably!
Rubbing my heavy head, what a beautiful dream, I really don’t want to wake up!
"Morning!" Yan Nuohan said with a smile.
"Morning? Who?"
"Ah! Ghost!" The moment he saw Yan Nuohan, Ye Momo jumped up immediately. He... when did he sleep next to her?
"Tell me what makes me look like a ghost!" Yan Nuohan said there were three black lines on his forehead.
Ye Momo grabbed the corner of the quilt to protect his chest: "You... you are not a ghost, how could you suddenly appear in my room?" Yan Nuohan is in Hong Kong now, so if the person in front of her is not a ghost, she is still dreaming! Speaking of dreams!
, she finally understood where the cold air in her chest came from!
"It seems that you are still immersed in your 'wild dream'. Take a closer look at where this is?"
Ye Momo looked around in confusion, the European-style decoration, the grand furnishings, God, where is she? Why doesn't she know anything? What does this man want to do?
His mind was filled with questions, but after seeing the man's cold and livid expression, Ye Mo knew that his life was likely to be in danger at this moment.