The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 1112

"Qianqian, are you shy?" Atobe Keigo chuckled twice and pierced Qingqian mercilessly.

"No!" Qingqian glared at him angrily.

"Really?" Keigo Atobe stretched out his bony hands and pinched the tips of his clear, light and red ears.

"It's just a kiss, what can you do?" Qingqian pushed Atobe Keigo arbitrarily, and snorted.

"It's not good." Atobe Keigo smiled and pushed Qingqian's hand on his chest: "I just want to tell you that I like it very much, and that I look forward to your next initiative!"

"Hmph, shameless." Qingqian snorted, and was about to get off Keigo Atobe with both hands and feet.

"Qianqian, don't move around!" Atobe Keigo's expression changed, and he quickly pressed Qingqian.

As expected, Qingqian didn't move, she had heard what Keigo Atobe said more than once, and she couldn't understand it any more.

After a while, Keigo Atobe said, "Are you full?"

"I'm full." Qingqian swallowed and nodded hastily.

"Then let's watch TV and sleep after you digest." Keigo Atobe hugged Qingqian horizontally and placed her on the bed...

The longer the shallow month, the more difficult it is to lie down and fall asleep.

It’s just that Keigo Atobe is more difficult than her. Keigo Atobe took a leave of absence from the company about nine months ago in Kiyosuke. There is something Qingqian can't take care of by herself.

Seeing Keigo Atobe looked haggard, after all, he was his own son, and Nobuichi Atobe took over all the affairs of the company, and only Keigo Atobe took care of Qingqian.

Qingqian started in the middle of the night, woke up in a daze of pain, snorted twice, and weakly pushed Keigo Atobe who was sleeping beside him.

"What's the matter?" Keigo Atobe could have done it almost immediately, and looked at Qingqian worriedly: "Did the child crush you again?"

Qingqian shook her head, then took another two breaths: "I...it hurts..."

"It hurts?!" Atobe Keigo's only trace of drowsiness was dispelled by this word, and he quickly held Qingqian's hand: "Is it going to give birth?"

Qingqian frowned and nodded.

Atobe Keigo hastily let go of Qingqian, turned around and went to ring the bell, while he got out of bed to find a coat for Qingqian, but was too anxious, his legs gave way and hit the bedside table.

Keigo Atobe didn't care about the pain in his knees or putting on his shoes, so he ran directly to the cloakroom, and hurriedly took out his coat.

"Master Jingwu, do you have any orders?" The servant who received the bell soon appeared in the room.

"Qianqian is about to give birth, hurry up and get ready." Atobe Keigo lifted the quilt and carefully put the coat on Qingqian's body, and carefully hugged Qingqian horizontally.

Although he was anxious, Atobe Keigo walked down the stairs steadily and slowly, for fear that the bumps would become shallow.

"Master Jingwu, the car is ready." The old butler saw Jingwu coming from the trace department, and hurriedly opened the door: "The hospital has also been in touch."

Atobe Keigo sat in the back seat with Qingqian in his arms, while the old housekeeper sat in the passenger seat.

"Daddy, mommy, did mom and dad notify you?" Atobe Keigo wiped the cold sweat from Qingqian's forehead distressedly: "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Qingqian nodded, now it's better than before: "It's a burst."

(End of this chapter)