Ou Zexi was dumbfounded. He looked blankly at the headscarf in his hand and raised his head to look at the woman in gray and white casual clothes in front of him.
Miao Ling'er has small and delicate facial features, with a pointed oval face, and her wheat-colored skin gives her agility with a touch of masculine heroic spirit. In addition, she wraps her long curly hair in a scarf, and her figure is invisible.
It is indeed difficult to tell the difference between male and female in casual wear!
But once her hair was loosened, her long chestnut curly hair was wavy and enchanting, immediately outlining her smart facial features and making her very feminine. Different from the fair skin of ordinary girls, her wheat-colored skin looked more sunny and energetic.
A lively and dynamic beauty!
"What happened to the woman? I offended you!" Miao Ling'er stared at the headscarf in his hand and roared.
Facing Miao Ling'er's angry eyes, Ou Zexi frowned and threw the headscarf back, "A woman is so tough?"
"What's wrong with women? Who says women can't fight? Are you sexist?"
Miao Ling'er took the turban in his hand and stopped wearing it on her head. She held it in her hand and stared at Ou Zexi.
Ozzie Ou twitched the corners of his mouth and shrugged, "I don't hit women."
Not deliberately targeted, just a statement.
When Miao Linger heard this, she immediately became angry!
If you don’t hit a woman, why did you hit her so hard just now?
"You bastard, you are mocking me for not being a woman. I won't beat you to death!"
Miao Ling'er clenched her fist and was about to rush forward again, but a joking voice came from behind, "Hey, did the head of the Ou family give up after all, and all the girls found this place?"
Gong Shaoming helped An Moran down the stairs, just like he was worshiping the Buddha. He was careful and cautious, guarding against any mistakes.
I caught a glimpse of the scene in the living room and made fun of him with evil intentions.
"Gong Shaoming, you are looking for death!" Ou Zexi cursed in a low voice. He was stunned when he saw the smile on An Moran's lips, and then glared at Gong Shaoming who was deliberately looking for him.
Even after all this time, this guy still likes to hold on to him!
"Can I ask what your name is?"
As soon as An Moran heard Gong Shaoming's words, he took another look at the girl who had outstanding appearance and temperament, and smiled.
Miao Ling'er glanced at her sideways, recalling what she had just heard, and realized that An Moran had misunderstood. She crossed her shoulders and said coldly, "Don't worry so much when you are pregnant with the child, otherwise you can't tell whether it will be born smoothly."
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Too lazy to argue with Ou Zexi, Miao Ling'er waved her hand and started to go upstairs. After just a few steps, her arm was pulled.
But this time, it was Gong Shaoming who took action.
Seeing An Moran's astonished look, he stared at Miao Ling'er fiercely and growled in a low voice, "Take back what you just said!"
"What's the charge? I told the truth, and I didn't mean to curse her. She's not in good health, and it's none of my business if she can't keep the child. You don't want to rely on me, do you?"
"..."
Miao Ling'er's words caused the living room to fall into silence. An Moran bit her lips tightly and held the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands.
The diagnosis of DQ is still ringing in her ears. When An Moran is five months pregnant, she will begin to enter the dangerous period. It is now more than four months...
"Hey, just let it go if it's okay. You're all pulling it in front of your wife. You want to cheat on me and I don't want to be a mistress. I won't let you go with me!"
Shaking off Gong Shaoming's hand, Miao Linger passed a few people and headed upstairs.
"Who are you?" Gong Shaoming said suddenly, with a bit of coldness, "You can tell that she is not in good health with just one glance. Are you a doctor?"
