The moon is hidden in the layers of clouds, and in the dark sky, the stars are shining like fine diamonds scattered on the black velvet cloth.
Xiang Yimo suddenly frowned and murmured, "Well..." He opened his eyes vaguely, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked blankly at the familiar room, and murmured to himself, "I
You were obviously with Chu Zhanjin, why did you come back?"
"I'll see you coming!" A cold voice came from beside him, "As soon as you wake up, are you going to find your brother Chu?" A layer of frost accumulated on Nangong Han's face, and a layer of cold air gradually
The earth spreads outward.
Xiang Yimo curled his lips and turned his head angrily, "Your words sound so sour!"
"Did you have fun today?"
"What's wrong with you? We're not here to play, we're here to do serious things!"
"What you call serious things is to feed your Brother Chu with your own hands, hold hands with your Brother Chu, and then hug him!"
"Where is it?"
Nangong Han glanced at him and raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you feed him with your own hands?"
"How did you know?" Xiang Yimo reacted immediately, "Oh, you must be following me!"
"What stalking? I'm protecting you secretly!"
In Nangong Han's opinion, stalking is a matter of stealth. He is domineering and strong and will not admit that he would do such a thing, so he calls it protection!
"What a pity!" Xiang Yimo sighed, "We still haven't found Xiao Min's whereabouts. We will continue to look for him tomorrow."
"It's not allowed! You fainted today, you are not allowed to go again!"
"What's the matter of fainting? I just fell asleep!" Xiang Yimo said stubbornly.
"Is Chu Zhanjin a bed? Why did you sleep on him?"
"I'm just a little dizzy. It must be because of lack of sleep!" When Xiang Yimo mentioned lack of sleep, she immediately thought of last night. As soon as she thought of last night, the sexy and ambiguous pictures appeared in her mind, and she immediately blushed.
, whispered softly, "You weren't the one who harmed me!"
"You are not lacking sleep, but you are suffering from gestational hypertension! Because you are pregnant with twins, your chance of suffering from this disease is higher than that of ordinary pregnant women."
In the evening, Nangong Han sent Xiang Yimo to the hospital. He did a detailed examination and found out the symptoms. He wrote down every word the doctor told him.
Xiang Yimo's eyes widened with fear, and he put his hand on his abdomen, "Will it affect the baby?"
"If you want the baby to be okay, you should be obedient from now on and stop jumping up and down!"
"But, Xiaomin..."
"He is definitely much safer now than the baby in your belly!" Nangong Han scolded her angrily, "He has too much time to take care of himself and is still thinking about others!"
Xiang Yimo pouted aggrievedly and said aggrievedly, "Xiaomin is my younger brother, of course I am worried about him."
"Don't worry, Chu Zhanjin will find him soon!" He changed the subject, "Are you hungry?"
"How do you know?" She was so hungry that she could hardly speak.
"You are a sow now. After you have had enough sleep, of course you have to start eating!" Nangong Han picked up a bowl of Italian-style black truffle risotto from the bedside table. The heat was just right. When he stirred it with the iron spoon, the aroma of black truffles immediately dissipated.
spread.
Xiang Yimo immediately got up, took a bite of the stewed rice, and frowned, "Why does it taste so bland? Did you forget to add salt?"
"You have high blood pressure and you need to control your salt intake. This is controlled by a nutritionist based on your blood pressure!"
In this way, even if it has no taste, Xiang Yimo must eat it!
She frowned and ate the stewed rice with little interest. It tasted like nothing, and eating became a difficult task. Xiang Yimo pouted, turned to look at Nangong Han, winked and said, "It's delicious. You want it?"
Don't you want to try it?" She scooped up a spoonful and handed it to his mouth.
Nangong Han pursed his thin lips, tilted his head to the side, and said dullly, "How can the hand that fed Chu Zhanjin be used to feed me?"
"When did you become so arrogant?" Xiang Yimo sneered, "Forget it if you don't eat!"
"It's not bad to feed me with your hands instead of feeding me with your mouth!" Nangong Han grabbed her chin, leaned over and kissed her, rubbing her lips with the tip of his tongue, outlining the beautiful lines, and prying open the teeth.
Breaking in directly, a strong black truffle spreads, dissipates, and flows between the lips and teeth...
Xiang Yimo's cheeks were dyed red, her breathing quickened, and she was holding the stew with trembling hands. She couldn't use her hands to push him away, so she could only let the tip of his tongue stir up her sweetness wantonly.
Nangong Han licked and kissed her slowly, occupying every inch of softness in her mouth. When she was about to suffocate and collapse, he licked the corners of her mouth and reluctantly let go of her, "It tastes pretty good!"
"Then you take care of the rest!" Xiang Yimo's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, she put the stewed rice in his hand, turned over and got into bed.
"You can eat it if you want me to, but you have to feed me!"
"You are not a three-year-old!"
"When you fed Chu Zhanjin, you were willing to do so! Alas, it's true that the ones from home are not as good as those from outside! The difference in treatment is huge!"
When this grown man is jealous, he is more childish than a child.
Xiang Yimo sighed helplessly, got out of the bed, picked up the iron spoon, took a big spoonful, handed it to his mouth, and ordered sternly, "Eat!"
"Why are you so fierce?"
"Don't you want the same treatment as Chu Zhanjin?"
Nangong Han pursed his lips and smiled, "That's a good attitude, I like that attitude!" The jealousy should have gradually dissipated.
"Bang!" Chu Zhanjin kicked open the door, rushed directly into the VIP room, and picked up Ji Zhan who was sitting on the sofa, "Tell me, where is Xiaomin!" His deep eyes revealed.
The breath of bloodthirsty.
Masako followed him silently and walked in.
The enchanting dancer screamed in fear and ran away.
"Chu Zhanjin, what do you mean, I don't understand what you are talking about?" Ji Zhanxuan held his hands, "If you have something to say, let me go first!"
"I won't do Tai Chi with you, tell me the whereabouts of Xiao Min!"
"I really don't know the whereabouts of Xiaomin!"
Chu Zhanjin freed up a hand, grabbed a wine bottle on the table, and knocked it on the coffee table. "Poof!" The bottle suddenly broke——