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630. Chapter 630 I'll take care of you in my house

Now Song Qianqian is planning to use her child to win Du Haiyi's heart, and Song Qianqian also knows that Zhou Ke can't get pregnant at all.

Song Qianqian didn't believe that Du Haiyi was indifferent to seeing her child. Humph, Zhou Ke, please wait.

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In the evening, when Du Haiyi and Zhou Ke came back together.

Du Haiyi asked Song Qianqian with a cold face: "Song Qianqian,...what do you want?"

"I...what's wrong with me?" Song Qianqian looked at Du Haiyi with confusion and asked.

Song Qianqian was confused by Du Haiyi's scolding, but Zhou Ke sat comfortably on the sofa drinking water, smiling proudly.

Song Qianqian understood at a glance that Zhou Ke must have done this matter.

It must be Zhou Ke saying something in Du Haiyi's ear again: "What's wrong with me...?"

"Look at you,... do you know if you are pregnant?" Du Haiyi cursed coldly.

"I, I know, of course I know... How could I not know! I am pregnant with your child." Song Qianqian answered with certainty.

"Then are you still wearing makeup? Do you want to kill my child or don't want to give birth to my child?" Du Haiyi still cursed coldly.

"I... these cosmetics are all famous brands and are extremely good, so they won't hurt the baby. I asked the doctor, it's okay." Song Qianqian heard Du Haiyi say this, and it turned out to be concerned.

She.

She thought it was something: "Haiyi, it turns out that you still care about the children in your belly, and you care about the children in your belly."

"Go and remove my makeup immediately. Don't wear tights. It's best to wear bad clothes at home. I will let my mother take care of these things! If you don't listen, you will get rid of the child immediately." After Du Haiyi finished speaking, she turned around and

leave.

"I..." Song Qianqian felt very aggrieved.

"Song Qianqian, I told you to let you be obedient. As a result, if you don't listen, you have to let Haiyi teach you a lesson and make him angry. You must know that he has worked hard outside. You

He must also worry about it." Zhou Ke shook his head helplessly and smiled proudly: "If you still don't want to, I will invite my mother-in-law to come."

"You... Zhou Ke, you have a habit." Song Qianqian pointed at Zhou Ke in anger.

Zhou Ke smiled proudly: "Don't get angry, it's not a good deal. And people have said that it's not good for pregnant women to be angry."

After Zhou Ke finished speaking, he smiled enchantingly: "I'm going to find my husband."

After Zhou Ke finished speaking, he left happily.

"Zhou Ke... I, I will definitely not let you go." Song Qianqian seemed to have not yet understood that she had finished her energy and was still arrogant. Humph, let's see how arrogant you are.

"If you take off your makeup, take off your makeup, and if you wear home clothes, wear home clothes." Song Qianqian said resentfully.

"Ma Liu, tomorrow, I will go out with you to buy home clothes." Song Qianqian cursed hatefully: "Zhou Ke, I want to see if you have any tricks, use them all, wait for you

I'm going to do it after I've used up my tricks."

Song Qianqian also took the initiative: It seems that it is quite difficult to deal with this week's smart learning.

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"Honey... I love you so much." Zhou Ke returned to the room and threw himself on Du Haiyi.

Du Haiyi raised her eyebrows: "Husband, you are getting more and more cute."

"Hehe...I'm in a good mood." Zhou Ke smiled happily.

"You have become more and more touching and enthusiastic recently." Du Haiyi likes it very much.

"There is a big beauty living in the house... If I am not enthusiastic and I am not more beautiful, what should my husband do if he runs to the next room?... Um..." Before Zhou Ke finished speaking, he said nothing.

This was blocked by Du Haiyi.

Du Haiyi's hot tongue touched her mouth, rolled her tongue and invited her to dance together.

"Um..." Zhou Ke wanted to speak, but Du Haiyi didn't let her say that she was so unbearable recently and said something that he didn't like to listen to.

Zhou Ke is a jealous expression, but Du Haiyi actually understands it.

Du Haiyi took off all the clothes on Zhou Ke, and the clothes on the floor were spilled all over the floor, his, hers...

Jacket, underwear, underwear, chest, clothes, pants, underwear, pants...

The clothes all over the floor look particularly ambiguous!

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In the end, the whole room was left with ambiguity and panting.

"Is it really okay for us to do this?" Zhou Ke asked breathlessly.

"Hmm? Why is it not good?" Du Haiyi's voice was slightly hoarse, which was particularly nice.

Since Song Qianqian moved into her home, Zhou Ke found that she was becoming more and more bold and indulgent.

Before dinner, I also had to be intimate with Du Haiyi in the room, completely ignoring Song Qianqian's feelings.

"Hehe...yes, why not? You are my dad." An Ling felt very lucky.

"Yeah!" Du Haiyi gently and docissed Zhou Ke's hair. When his body moved slowly, Zhou Ke raised his eyebrows tightly: "What are you doing?"

"Wife...I'm not getting well yet." Du Haiyi kissed her lips again despite Zhou Ke's resistance...

All kinds of hot breaths filled the air.

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The next day was Saturday, and Du Haiyi didn't have to go to work in the company, and Zhou Ke didn't go to the store either.

Today is Saturday, the store should be very busy, but Zhou Ke didn't go because she had more important things to do.

Zhou Ke knocked on the door of Song Qianqian's room: bang bang, bang bang bang...

Song Qianqian shouted impatiently: "Who is it so early in the morning."

"Song Qianqian, it's eight o'clock, you have to get up and have a meal. This is not good for the fetus." Zhou Ke yelled outside.

"Damn it, why is Zhou Ke, the ghostly woman again?" Song Qianqian pulled up the quilt and covered her head with annoyedness, and lay down under the quilt.

"Ma Liu, Ma Liu...get the key." Zhou Ke shouted.

"Hmph, Song Qianqian... In my house, you are my own jurisdiction. I said you will get up at 8 o'clock, and you can't get up at 8 o'clock." Zhou Ke said angrily.


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