The strongest space princess is too rich

214 Chapter 217: Maybe it's a happy pulse

Yu Wushuang: "..."

Chunxia was shocked, was she really pregnant?

"You still have this ability?" Yu Wushuang paused and laughed.

"Want to try?"

"What if I can't get pregnant?"

"As long as you dare to try, if you don't get pregnant, I will pay you both." Diyan looked at her with a teasing smile.

"..."

Qiu Shuang couldn't stand up anymore, her face was blushing to the point of bleeding, it's fine to talk about this kind of thing in the boudoir...

Chunxia was so preoccupied with the young lady's pregnancy that her face turned pale.

Yu Wushuang Youzai Youzai leaned on the chair: "As long as you leave the Marquis's Mansion, I can try to find someone for you. Even if you want the most beautiful woman in the world, I can find it for you. How about it?"

"The number one beauty? Do you think my appearance is not the best in the world?"

"..."

Yu Wushuang pursed her lips, but she had never seen such a narcissist before.

"Then you just wait to die alone."

"No, we are suitable." Di Yan Baiyu supported his head with his fingers.

The loose hair hangs down to the shoulders, the clear eyes are not only very clear, but also a little bit serious.

"Unfortunately, you are not my type."

Jing Shengze is not, and neither is he.

"Oh? So what type do you like?" he asked.

Yu Wushuang has never thought about getting married. In her previous life, she was a well-known female devil in the circle, and she was the young master of the Yu family, and no one dared to go up to her.

She is not good looking, so she has never shown good looks to anyone.

I never thought about getting married, let alone what I like.

"Ha ha."

Qingya's laughter suddenly sounded.

Yu Wushuang withdrew her thoughts, frowning with dissatisfaction.

"So you don't know it yourself, no wonder." Di Yan's eyes were burning, and the red mole under the corner of the eye was unusually charming.

Yu Wushuang glared at him: "No matter what type you like, it's definitely not weak and black-hearted like you."

Sick seedlings can die of illness.

How many people can be hacked while alive?

"There are no absolutes in the world, just wait and see."

"Don't worry, I'll take a good look at it."

"Well, watch carefully."

"..."

Yu Wushuang really can't chat with Diyan, and feels like a bummer while chatting.

Di Yan put his hand on her wrist, Yu Wushuang was taken aback, then withdrew his hand: "What are you doing?"

"Take the pulse."

"kindness?"

"Maybe it's the joy pulse."

"roll."

Yu Wushuang's heart is stuffed, and the elegant and elegant person opens his mouth to talk coquettishly, except for that little thing in his mind, can't he pretend to be anything else?
"You're not sick, maybe I can cure it." Di Yan took her pulse.

Yu Wushuang didn't struggle either. Seeing Di Yan squinting his eyes as if he was serious, he couldn't help but said, "Hey, why don't you show it to yourself."

Di Yan paid attention to his pulse, and then let go of his hand after a long time, and said lightly: "Since ancient times, the most difficult thing to heal is yourself. I can heal your disease, and you can heal mine. Why don't we hug each other to keep warm, so as to avoid disasters? someone else."

"Hold yourself together."

"..."

"Have you had any other symptoms recently besides nausea?" he asked.

Yu Wushuang shook her head, she definitely didn't believe that Di Yan could see anything, but she could still trust her medical skills.

Hearing this, Diyan got up and walked into her, bent down and looked down at her.

Yu Wushuang was taken aback, and raised her head to meet God Yan's beautiful face. He leaned very close, and his breath sprayed on her face, making her heart skip a beat, and she raised her hand to push.

But the little hand was held by him, and the cold breath came into the palm, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

"What are you doing?" she snapped.

(End of this chapter)