Zhong Qing seemed to be able to feel his eyes, and her whole body became more and more embarrassed. She was so anxious that she was at a loss. He remained silent, and her palms were dripping with sweat.
She gritted her teeth secretly and thought, apologize first!
Immediately, she threw herself into his arms without thinking, and then her tears fell down, drop by drop, all soaking his shirt: "I'm sorry, I didn't know there were so many here.
I didn’t mean to embarrass you like this! I’m sorry, you hit me, you scolded me, just don’t be angry!”
She was very aggrieved and anxious.
Hearing this, he felt a pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand, grabbed her shoulder, and took her out of his arms. Looking at her pear-shaped face, he still felt like she was dreaming.
"What did you say?"
"I said I was wrong. I didn't mean it. Don't be angry, okay?" Zhong Qing repeated it hurriedly, pulling on his lapel, pitifully and heart-breakingly.
Yi Jian shook his head: "Just now, when you opened the door, what did you say?"
Zhong Qing raised her head and looked at his face so close to her. She became increasingly nervous. Was she about to settle the bill?
She looked pitiful: "I'm really not..."
"Say it again!" He interrupted her, stretched out his hand, dragged her face with his palm, and repeated: "Be good, say it again!"
Zhong Qing seemed to be charmed and said vaguely: "Yi Jian, I have it..."
This time, as soon as she finished speaking, her head was dragged up by him.
His lips poured down overwhelmingly.
Satisfied, satisfied.
He is really satisfied... God knows how important this sentence is to him.
He is not a fool. He naturally knows that it has not been a month and the doctor doesn't know whether she is pregnant or not. How can she know?
However, no matter why she came up with such a fine excuse, it actually made his heart very happy.
He kissed her passionately, not caring that everyone in the room was watching, but Zhong Qing pressed against his hot chest, becoming more and more nervous.
He was not angry and actually kissed her. These are not the point. The point is, how could he kiss in front of so many people?
Zhong Qing's whole body was soaked with sweat. She avoided his kiss and wanted him to let her go. When her head was hot, she told the truth: "Young Marshal, I'm even wet... let me go..."
