But now, Han Zhiyan is reluctant to let go, because your heart is like my heart.
Shangguan Chen felt her response, a perfect smile curved on his lips, and he hugged her tightly silently, as if he would never let go.
After a while, Han Zhiyan raised her head, pouted, and smiled sweetly, "Chen, you are holding me so tightly that I can't breathe."
Shangguan Chen lowered his head, kissed her lips, gently let her go, smiled softly and said, "Okay, let's go back..."
Han Zhiyan shook her head and pursed her lips, "I still want to stay here for a while."
"Come back tomorrow. You've been out all afternoon. The baby can't be tossing around like this." Shangguan Chen frowned and coaxed patiently.
"The doctor said that moderate exercise for pregnant women is good for the baby." Han Zhiyan smiled.
Shangguan Chen couldn't resist her, so he stayed with her until dinner. He no longer relied on her and took her back to the villa.
When she returned, Manager Sula gave her a lot of plums and asked her to take them back to the villa to eat.
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dinner.
Shangguan Chen took Han Zhiyan and sat down at the dining table. The butler beside him immediately asked someone to prepare dinner.
At this time, Xintong slowly came down from the stairs and sat down opposite Han Zhiyan without saying a word.
Han Zhiyan bit her lip, glanced at Xintong with a bit of embarrassment, and then at Shangguan Chen, feeling melancholy in her heart, and then lowered her head.
Shangguan Chen stretched out his hand and took Han Zhiyan's hand. She raised her head and met Shangguan Chen's soft gaze, which seemed to comfort her silently.
The four eyes meet and tenderness flows.
Han Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Chen's perfect smile, her heart felt soft, and she gave him a reassuring smile.
The small interaction between the two looked like flirting in Xintong's eyes.
She felt aggrieved and hated in her heart, clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were full of jealousy, and her face had a faint expression, as if she hadn't seen it at all.
During the dinner, the three of them did not speak, there was only the sound of tableware clinking slightly.
After a long time, Xintong put down the tableware and smiled slightly, "I've finished eating, you can use it slowly."
Hearing Xintong's words, Han Zhiyan raised her head and looked at her, only to see her looking at Shangguan Chen affectionately, with a trace of expectation flowing under her eyes.
Han Zhiyan turned her head slightly and found that the man had maintained a calm posture, slowly holding a knife and fork and cutting the steak.
Not hasty or slow, gentle and elegant, like a beautiful scenery, it is particularly breathtaking and makes your heart feel weak.
He had no intention of speaking at all.
Han Zhiyan felt something bad in her heart, so she smiled generously at Xintong and timidly said, "Is that enough? Do you want some soup?"
Xintong smiled lightly and said nothing. She looked deeply at Shangguan Chen and then walked upstairs with her feet wide open.
Han Zhiyan's smile looked like a kind of irony in her eyes.
In the morning, she was the one who was intimate with Guan Chen.
In the evening, it was Han Zhiyan who flirted with Guan Chen.
The scenery remains the same, but things and people have changed.
However, Han Zhiyan, remember, even if I can’t get the man in front of you, you are not qualified to have it.
Watching Xintong leave, Han Zhiyan put down her spoon, looked at Shangguan Chen, pursed her lips and said, "Chen, how could you do this? She will be sad?"
Shangguan Chen also put down his knife and fork and looked at her. His eyes were still very calm. He didn't respond to her questions. He picked up the soup next to him, took a spoonful of the soup and put it to her lips. "Here, drink the soup..."