The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 120

When the flowers fall in the dream, what falls is love or warmth.

Leng Lie went into the study room all wet, and changed all his wet clothes. He has been sleeping in the study room for several nights. In order to escape the warmth of Xia Qing, every nerve of his is affecting her. Now The lights are on, should she go to sleep?Should she not sleep well at such a night?

If he is by her side, she will not be afraid, Tianqing, you have to be strong, and you will be fine without me by your side.

It was Su Ruoying who received the call: "Ruoying, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, can't I greet you and your wife? How about it, did you do what I told you? Don't be kind, be kind to her, and she will get deeper and deeper. If you complete the second step That's great, then let's move on to the next step!" The voice on the phone was artificial, like a trap, designed layer by layer, and like a core designer who controls the entire game.

"Su Ruoying, you'd better finish this matter for me. Don't play tricks on me. I am Leng Lie not a doll to be manipulated by others. I am not those men in your hands. I am at your mercy!" Leng Lie was holding his breath in his heart, There was nowhere to vent, and Su Ruoying happened to hit the muzzle of the gun!

"President Leng, what's the rush? The fun is coming, listen to me!" Listening to Su Ruoying's next plan Leng Leng, he couldn't bear to hurt Xia Qing again.But he must be hurt.That's how she would leave.

In the study, in the bedroom, the two places are separated by two broken dreams.

Bei Yuning is already in confinement at home, and has made appointments with Xia Qing many times, Xia Qing refused with different reasons, but this time, Bei Yuning went to see her with all kinds of excuses.

Bringing a small gift, I entered Mu Yan and Bei Yuning's new home, which is a happy property of one square meter. The unique cutting-edge design of the post-80s generation, bold use of color and decoration, must have put a lot of thought into it. During the daytime, Mu Yan was still working in the group, because Bei Yuning was going to confinement, Mu's mother and Bei Yuning's mother took turns to take care of her as a mother-in-law.

Mu's mother is a caring mother-in-law who took good care of Bei Yuning. When Xia Qing came, she saw that she was going to the supermarket to buy food, so Xia Qing went into Mu Yan and Bei Yuning's new house.

She had never been to this new house before, the bright rose red made the bedroom extra bright and warm, and the bright totems on the wallpaper must be Bei Yuning's own work.There is still their wedding photo hanging above the bed, thinking about her and Leng Lie's new house, it is still so cold, there is no wedding photo, the second time they meet is when they get married, and the wedding photo is also very post-80s.

"Sunny, you finally came to see me. I'm getting moldy at home, and Ah Yan won't let me go here and there, and let me stay at home and fall asleep on the bed every day. What's the difference between me and a pig! "Bei Yuning complained about her happy little days.

There is a rattan cradle by the window, and the little baby is sleeping obediently, unshakeable.

"Xiaoyu, you are already a mother, but you still can't sit still. When the baby grows up, you won't be idle!" Xia Qing really envied Bei Yuning, who was happy and warm, didn't have so many worries, and her mother-in-law was nice, Her husband is considerate, she really married a good man.

Xia Qing walked to the crib, and involuntarily ran her fingers across the baby's cheeks, which were smooth and tender, like silky silk, no, it should be smoother than silk, because of breastfeeding, the wrinkled cheeks of early birth His appearance has disappeared, and hair has grown on his head. He is asleep, with long eyelashes covering his eyelids, and he knows that he must be a handsome man when he grows up.

"Sunny, how are you lately? Why are you so busy? Is the gallery owner in a hurry to urge the painting? Or is there some problem at home?" Bei Yuning could see that Xia Qing didn't want to be as happy as before, as if she was very tired , It's like the feeling that things have not been finished all the time.

"No, Apocalypse mentioned to me that there will be an exhibition in Europe three months later, and he wanted me to go there with him. That exhibition is held once every ten years, and there are many masters, but I refused!" Xia Qing continued Rocking the cradle, watching the child comfortably.

"Why don't you go? This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. In ten years, you will be an old woman in the next ten years. What kind of dreams are you talking about at that time? To meet the masters in your dreams is a must for every student. Is the dream of a painter good?" Bei Yuning didn't understand why she gave up such a good opportunity, remembering that when she was in the Academy of Fine Arts, her instructor said that Xia Qing was a natural seed for Huahua.

"What can I do if I become a famous painter? Can I eat as a meal? I would rather live my own small life, a life of peace! If I can live a happy life of one square meter like you, and have such a lovely son, What else do I have to worry about?" Bei Yuning knew Xia Qing's thoughts, she got married a year early, but still had no children, she was disappointed, right?

"It's not a good thing to have a baby on a sunny day. You see, I'm out of shape now. I'm just pregnant and I'm very sick. I keep vomiting every day, like yellow water is about to spit out!" Bei Yuning said, Bei Yuning's words were too Loud, her son Ansheng woke up from his dream, crying loudly.

Bei Yuning immediately picked up the baby in the crib: "Oh... oh... Be good, be good, don't cry, mom is here, mom is here..." At this time she was a gentle mother, and the baby was in her arms for a while stop crying.

"I'll give you a hug, he's very good!" Bei Yuning looked at the envy and anticipation in Xia Qing's eyes, and handed the baby to her.Xia Qing shivered and turned into a little baby, holding his butt with one hand and his thin neck with the other, letting him snuggle up to her chest, the baby smelled like a milk bath , and the smell of milk sticks to the body, and the baby just woke up, and is still dawdling in Xia Qing's arms, trying to find a comfortable place before burying his head in sleep.

"He's so good!" Xia Qing teased his little face, kissing his cheek from time to time.

"My son, he likes beautiful women by nature. Look, letting a beautiful woman hold her is more comfortable than my own mother. Enjoy, it's really like his own mother!" Bei Yuning said jokingly, which made Xia Qing also laugh heartily.

"Did he take a name?" Xia Qing asked.

"Mu Rufeng, shit, his masterpiece. In the future, I can't blame your mother for not being able to find a wife with a name. The blame can only be blamed on your father and your mother, who are not literary people!" Bei Yuning pinched his son's lips. Face.

"Rufeng, he must be a handsome man when he grows up, right?" Xia Qing asked the little baby in his arms.

"Sunny, you like my son so much, let my son recognize you as a godmother, so he won't have to worry about finding a good wife!" Bei Yuning looked at Xia Qing's appearance of liking her child.

"Okay, Rufeng, I'm your godmother, you have to remember godmother!" Xia Qing shook the baby in her arms, the little baby seemed to understand, he opened his eyes and laughed, although the fleshy You can't see much of the future model on Dudu's face, but he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a small dimple, which is really cute.

Suddenly Xia Qing found that her hands were wet. It turned out that it was the baby ### who urinated on her hands. Bei Yuning quickly took the baby, but Xia Qing smelled the smell of the baby's poop, and a poop came to her stomach. Sour water, and then hurried into the bathroom.