Xiahou Xiyue couldn't help laughing and said: "Why, you can't let go of me so quickly? Don't you dislike it?"
Xia Houxuan'er blushed: "Cousin, I'm not here anymore. You don't want to play with me like this. I have to prepare for attending the company banquet tonight. I won't chat with you anymore. I'm done~" After that,
Without giving her a chance to tease herself again, she immediately hung up the phone.
Xiahou Xiyue stared at the phone that had been hung up: "What are you doing to hang up the phone? Just hang up the phone like this, I haven't even finished talking yet."
Yuan Qing, who was listening to their chat, couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering, "Who wouldn't be afraid of you if you scare me like this?"
Xiahou Xiyue said innocently: "When did I scare her? It's her who scared me. You also said you wanted to castrate your young master."
"Young lady Ciao doesn't know that. She was just joking. Xiyue, the soup has been stewed in the kitchen. When will you drink it?"
Xiahou Xiyue frowned and said, "I don't want to drink it. You can pack the soup and I'll take it to the company for your young master to drink."
Yuan Qing was surprised when he heard this and asked: "Xiyue, you want to go to the company? The young master will be unhappy, right?"
Xiahou Xiyue looked at her: "What do you mean? As his wife, I brought soup to the company for him to drink, but he was not happy? Is he afraid that if I love him, he will be with another woman?"
When Yuan Qing heard this, he suddenly sweated. After pregnancy, a woman's personality would change, and she really became suspicious.
She considered it carefully and said, "Xiyue, that's not what I meant. It's just that if you go out like this, if anything happens, the young master will feel sorry for you."
Xiahou Xiyue waved her hand: "The driver sent me to the door of the company, what else could happen? Stop talking and go get ready. I will send it to him personally."
Yuan Qing had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll get ready right now."
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly called out to her: "Yuan Qing, wait."
"What's wrong?" She turned around.
"Which dress do you think looks better on me?" Xiahou Xiyue walked to the closet and looked at the clothes in the closet, unable to make up her mind for a moment.
"You are pregnant now, so you need to wear looser clothes, preferably maternity clothes, and you can't wear high heels..." Yuan Qing started to babble.
"Stop, I know everything you said, so what do you think, which maternity clothes look better?" Duanmu Xiu said those precautions in her ear countless times, and she could recite them by heart.
Yuan Qing walked over, found a set of pink maternity clothes and said, "This is the set, it will make your skin soft and tender~"
Xiahou Xiyue immediately reached out and touched her cheek, smiling in surprise: "Yuan Qing, do you really think my skin is still pink and tender?" Could it be that she had an illusion, she felt that her skin was a lot rougher.
Yuan Qing nodded sharply with a guilty conscience: "Of course, your skin has always been pink and tender. Otherwise, why would the young master like to touch your face so much?"
Seeing that she didn't have the slightest suspicion, Yuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then found a pair of comfortable flat shoes for her and said, "Just wear the right shoes."
"Well, okay, I'm going to change into this set of clothes first." Xiahou Xiyue was in a very good mood and carried her clothes into the dressing room to change.
