When the three women disappeared on the second floor, Yan Zhi sat on the sofa with a sullen face and didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe, he thought, he should find some people to give that boy Shi Ying a good beating.
That kid has liked to compete with him since he was a child, but he is always inferior to him. He didn't expect that he is more capable than himself in this kind of thing. If he could meet the future, he should have stopped thinking about Jiajia and Shi Ying when he was a child!
At this moment, I suddenly felt that it was too late to regret!
This villa, which was originally unoccupied, was full of life all day long because of three women.
At first, Sijin and Xingan circled around Jiajia, or to be more precise, they circled around the baby in Jiajia's belly. Before the baby was born, Sijin, the aunt, bought a whole room full of toys for Xingan.
Even more exaggerated, she packed up a princess room and a young master's room, and studied Jiajia's belly every day, wishing that her little nephew would come out of Jiajia's belly right away.
Yan Zhen, on the other hand, is concentrating on his career in the company. Because he has a lot of things to pile up, he goes out all day in the morning and comes back at night. Moreover, he has recently valued a piece of land and is thinking about starting construction on his "sky garden".
We ran into a little trouble during the land bidding process. I heard that the Tourism Bureau also wanted to build a film and television city on that land.
Within a few days, Sijin's menstrual period came as scheduled, followed by her seven-day dormancy period.
The absence of a noisy woman in the family has not affected the strong and joyful atmosphere. Jiajia's pregnancy reaction is particularly obvious. Recently, she especially likes to eat sour food. She carries Yan Zhi's high-quality sour plums flown back from abroad all day long.
, the kind of sour plum that makes your teeth chatter when you taste it. Jiajia eats it without even frowning.
Yan Zhen is very happy these days. He is counting the days. Tonight, will his beloved baby Si Jin wake up and regain his memory?
He waited a little impatiently, wanting that moment to come quickly, and then punish her severely and complain to her about how difficult his life was this month.
Not to mention treating each other with respect, the most difficult thing was that he couldn't see the love in Si Jin's eyes. That kind of thinking day and night tormented him for a whole month. It was really no exaggeration.
In the middle of the night, after taking a bath, he slept next to Sijin. Looking at Sijin's little red dragon who was still sleeping soundly, he whispered softly:
"Sijin baby, wake up quickly!"
Although he was busy working during the day and his whole brain was extremely tired, he lay on his side with his head in one hand and refused to turn off the light. He wanted to wait for Sijin to wake up.
Soon! Soon!
The last time Sijin turned into a little red dragon was when he was sleeping, and early in the morning the beautiful woman turned into a little red dragon.
He suddenly thought of those Grimm fairy tales.
The story of Snow White, and the story of the Frog Prince.
"Sijin, will you wake up as long as I kiss you, like Snow White or the Frog Prince? Then I will kiss you now."
In the quiet night, he talked to himself.
He lowered his head, carefully aimed at the little red dragon's mouth, kissed it gently, and then gently.
The feeling of kissing the little red dragon was definitely not as good as kissing Sijin's lips, but he was willing to try, just hoping that the beloved woman would wake up quickly.
I don’t know if God really heard his prayers, or if the Grimm’s fairy tale became reality.
The quiet room was gradually enveloped in a faint red light. As the red waves circulated, serious eyes looked at the brocaded little red dragon in surprise.