Duan Liyun must be telling lies. Although she didn't know, she didn't understand why the sunflower appeared in her hands. However, the sunflower was their name, and when she was in Australia, it already meant between them.
The names are closely linked, how could he give them to someone else?
Ye Kui smiled softly.
On her delicate and small face, her expression was calm and calm, and her soft smile was rubbing on the corners of her mouth. "Dear husband, have you called me for not returning all night? As a wife,
If you want to check the post, you can't find the information, so it will inevitably be uncomfortable."
"Hmm?" Dugu Xiang looked at her, his eyes darkened.
He knew that she had something to do.
Just now, her almost murmur fell into his heart and tightened.
She needed him, but every time, he could not stay by her side.
When in Australia, once, in warehouses, once.
But no one knew that in these two times, his heart was more tormented than anyone else.
Ye Kui let out a deep breath.
The discomfort and uneasiness that were blocking my heart gradually disappeared.
She bent the corners of her mouth and blinked gently with her black eyes. "I want to eat delicious food, can I tell me a story? You can choose, nod or answer yes."
Dugu Xiang narrowed his evil eyes slightly.
His eyes were sunken.
He spoke and asked coldly, "Didn't you eat dinner?"
Ye Kui stretched out his hand and held his arms. A delicate and small face exuded a whisper and playful atmosphere, charming and charming.
She spoke, and her soft voice was filled with a bit of coquettishness. "Well, I want to eat pasta."
Dugu Xiang pulled down the little hand that fell on his arm, and the expression on his face was cold and arrogant.
He took off his military coat and placed it on the sofa.
Turn around.
Dugu Xiang walked down the spiral ladder and turned into the kitchen.
instantly.
In the restaurant.
On the long dining table, on the retro literary tablecloth, a plate of fragrant pasta is placed on the table.
Ye Kui supported her hands and elbows on the table, and her black eyes drooped low, and her eyelashes that looked like gauze curtains appeared on her eyelids, casting a faint shadow, soft and calm.
She smelled it, and a moving smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but feel a little sweet.
Looking at the man sitting opposite her, her eyes fell on his hard and handsome face, and her aura was cold and arrogant, but she felt the sweetness and happiness as if she was a lover.
Lean forward.
Her hands fell on the man's outline and gently stroked her, as if she was outlining the man's deep and distinct facial features.
The rosy red lips approached the corner of his lips.
"Thank you husband."
No matter whether the baby in her belly can be born smoothly, she must cherish it and feel the little bits of happiness and warmth for the baby in her belly.
Dugu lowered his eyes.
His eyes fell on Ye Kui's charming little face, thinking.
In the restaurant, soft lights poured down and fell on the dining table, reflecting the two intertwined shadows, calm and soft.
After dinner, Ye Kui returned to the room.
At first glance, the man leaning lazily on the head of the bed.
Ye Kui took a slow step.
She walked to the bed and sat down, kicked off the slippers under her feet, and gently rubbed her head against Dugu Xiang's chest.