Walking towards the villa, Han Zhiyan looked at the rows of pergolas and the dazzling array of grapes in front of her, which made her deeply amazed.
"Are the grapes here for eating?" Han Zhiyan murmured.
Shangguan Chen chuckled lightly, rubbed Han Zhiyan's little head, and said softly, "The grapes here are used to make red wine. Of course you want to eat it, I can make grape plums for you to taste, okay?"
"Really?" A layer of radiance floated under Han Zhiyan's big eyes, looking at Shangguan Chen, flickering and dazzling under the sunlight.
Shangguan Chen smiled fondly and nodded.
The villas in Rome, Italy, are like castles, not only mysterious but also extremely luxurious.
Combined with the typical European style, there are many "various" fountain decorations in front, which is unique and no other city can match it.
Han Zhiyan lay on the large, soft bed, looking at the scenery of the wine castle through the floor-to-ceiling windows. From time to time, maids sang Italian folk songs from the vineyard.
The scenery of Rome in Italy is really everywhere. The romantic and freehand lifestyle and the pleasant Mediterranean climate give Italy its unique charm.
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Shangguan Chen came out of the bathroom, looked at Han Zhiyan, and frowned, "Honey, don't lie down like this, it's not good for the baby!"
Han Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, then slowly sat up and pursed her lips.
Shangguan Chen sat beside the bed, stretched out his hand, hugged her, and said softly, "Why don't you say anything? Are you angry?"
"No!" Han Zhiyan shook her head.
Shangguan Chen was puzzled, wasn't he in high spirits just now, why was he so unhappy all of a sudden?
Then he pulled Han Zhiyan's body, raised her chin slightly with his hand, looked at her, and whispered, "You're unhappy, aren't you?"
Han Zhiyan's expression was completely stunned. It took a full minute for her to recover.
With a slight smile, he concealed his confusion and said, "No, you brought me here to play. I'm really happy, but I'm just tired!"
Shangguan Chen patted Han Zhiyan's head, his eyes softened, and his voice softened, "Then take a rest first, and I'll take you out to eat later!"
Han Zhiyan nodded and pouted, "Stay with me!"
As soon as these words came out, Shangguan Chen understood.
He hooked his lips, gently pulled her into his arms, and let her nestle against his chest.
Han Zhiyan whispered, "Chen..."
When Shangguan Chen heard her voice, he lowered his head and looked at her.
The four eyes met and tenderness flowed.
Shangguan Chen's warm big hands gently stroked Han Zhiyan's swollen belly and asked softly, "How many months old is the baby?"
Han Zhiyan was stunned. She was stunned for a moment, paused, pursed her lips, and whispered for a while, "Almost seven months..."
A meaningful smile floated on Shangguan Chen's lips, he lowered his head in her ear, and said with affection and mischievousness, "Honey, we haven't been affectionate in a long time, why not tonight..."
Han Zhiyan's face turned slightly red, she stretched out her hand and scratched his chest randomly.
The blood all over Shangguan Chen's body swelled, as if it suddenly rushed to his lower abdomen. It swelled and hurt, and he wanted to...
Suddenly, Shangguan Chen grabbed Han Zhiyan's erratic little hand and said in a low voice with a suppressed tone: "Yanyan, don't make trouble, go to sleep!"
Han Zhiyan chuckled, rubbed her little head on his chest, slowly closed her eyes, changed into a comfortable position, and fell asleep comfortably!
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night.
Han Zhiyan held a can of grape plums in her hand and kept eating happily, while Shangguan Chen next to her coaxed helplessly...