Take the new wife forcibly, husband don't touch me

[198] Uncle Color and the Philosopher

This is a piano recital, and the performers are students from the Conservatory of Music.

With a face full of vigor and sunshine, notes full of hope are played under the fingertips. Although the performance is still jerky, it still makes people feel vigorous and powerful passion.

After listening to five performances, the actors on stage rested.He leaned over and leaned into her ear and whispered, "Is this prenatal education powerful?"

"Is the ticket a gift? I haven't seen any sexy|sexy beauties. This is not to your taste, it is only suitable for me who is small and fresh." She winked at him.

"Oh, I brought my own sexy one, I like touchable sexy now." He chuckled.

"Bah, you're the only one who can talk nonsense! But, it's really nice." She leaned towards him, blinked her eyes lightly, and looked towards the empty stage.It's good to be young, you can play smartly and write freely.

This is a box, even if he is listening to young music, he will still choose the best environment.

He glanced at her, and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms.

The soft hair was full of fragrance, and the smooth forehead was smeared with a jade-like luster by the light.His fingers penetrated into her black hair, gently kneading back and forth.

She made a sound like a cat, and continued to slide down, leaning on his lap, her hands touching his leg one after another.

"If you touch again, I'm going to open up a second battlefield!" His voice was hoarse.

"Then, here you are, your second battlefield." Ran Mi looked up at him, and pressed his hand to his face.

He squinted his eyes, took her hand instead, and said with a smile, "You are the one, apply some honey, and then hold it," he said, touching her rose petal-like lips again, "This is the third battlefield……"

"Don't listen!" Ran Mi's scalp exploded, sparks quickly rushed through the cerebral cortex, and she couldn't help imagining the scene he said in her mind.

He smiled, put his hand on the back of her head, and gently touched the scar.

"Like a mangy head? I hate this!" She frowned and moved his fingers away.

"Why do you hate it? This is your life's experience. You have to accept it, good or bad." He breathed a sigh of relief, held her finger, and took her to touch the imprint of life on her.

Ran Mi was a little taken aback, she suddenly changed from a perverted uncle to a philosopher, this span - it's too big!

It is said that a woman is a book, but Ran Mi thinks that Li Yichuan is like a book. This man can be as broad as the sea, soft as cotton, and even stronger as iron.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" He pinched her soft earlobe, pulled it, and asked her with a smile.

Look, even smiling is so charming!

Ran Mi frowned, and whispered, "What should I do, I'm starting to admire you."

"Very well, it should have been like this a long time ago. The husband is the sky and the earth. You can take me as the center." He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Ha, it's a good idea." Ran Mi kicked off her shoes, shrunk to the sofa, rested her head on his leg, stroked her lower abdomen with her hands, took a breath, and whispered: "From now on Well, our family is together."

His eyes fell on her fingers, and he suddenly picked her up, squatted down in front of the sofa, put his ear on her thin sweater, and made gestures to listen to the baby's movements.

"Hey, she's the size of a soybean, what can you hear?"

"Shh..." He raised his fingers and narrowed his eyes.

"Can you really hear it?" She laughed.

"Shut up, she's talking to me."

"Screw you!"

"Really, she was saying, Dad, you are so handsome!"

His serious appearance made Ran Mi laugh out loud.

"Did she say me? So beautiful? So beautiful?"

"She said, Mom, you are so stupid, why didn't you come to Dad's arms earlier? Give birth to me earlier, eat delicious food, play fun..."

His fingers went in, lightly held her waist, turned his face, and kissed her belly through the sweater.

She let him kiss for a while, and the music started again.

He stood up, kissed her on the lips, sat down in a regular manner, and said seriously: "The prenatal education has started again."

How does it feel like a cartoon, the opening scene of Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse - the show begins?

She leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes to enjoy the relaxation brought by the music. This was the first prenatal education class for parents to accompany the baby, and it felt so good!

Li Yichuan glanced at her with love in his eyes.

He found that, in fact, if you step back, everyone can get along well without restricting her freedom too much, and she can just run with her if she wants to see her friends.She is a domestic cat, no matter how wild her heart is, she came back after a stroll, and hugged him softly and coquettishly, huddling with him to keep warm.

Her breathing gradually became even, and she slid down, from his arms to his lap.He covered her body with his coat, and after only pressing for a while, his legs began to feel a little numb.

He moved his waist carefully and looked down at her.The snow-white neck is bent, and the cheeks are rosy, much plumper than before.

The two butlers hired by the family are very skilled in cooking. Under his instructions, they cook delicious soup for her in different ways every day.In one month, seven catties grew out of nowhere. This speed is not something to be blamed on!

There were twelve students and 24 piano pieces, and she fell asleep after listening to five pieces.Mr. Li stiffened his arms and waist, not wanting to wake her up.

Sometimes passionate, sometimes cheerful, sometimes like a stream flowing through the fresh woods, the music calms him down.The first half of his life was full of turmoil and wealth, but only at this time, holding his wife in his arms, did he feel that this life was worth moving forward.

The last note, like a bird flapping its wings, finally stopped, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

"Well……"

She was awakened by the applause, quickly opened her eyes, and looked at the stage with some confusion.

"I actually fell asleep." She rubbed her temples and sat up, turning her head to look at him.

"Um……"

He rubbed his numb arms and legs, and took a long breath.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Ran Mi understood and kneaded for him quickly.

When the finger touches the arm, it feels like tens of thousands of mosquitoes are burrowing under the skin, making it even more uncomfortable.He yelled a few times, raised his stiff arms, jumped up from the sofa with a flick of his feet, and swung his arms several times, only then did he feel the flow of blood.

Ran Mi looked up at him, and after a while, she tugged at the hem of his clothes and whispered:

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"It's strange, I'm not good to you, who am I good to? Do you think it's easy to catch up with you? You're ten years old." He smiled for a while, and extended his hand to her.

She slapped his palm hard, gritted her teeth and said, "You are called Ming Qiang, and you are also called cheating!"

"Heh... robbing is also robbing, you accept your fate and go." He clenched his hands tightly and pulled her out.

"What are you in such a hurry for? How about it? Does it sound good?" Ran Mi asked him.

"It's not bad." He nodded, and said solemnly: "It's just that it's not very stylish. It's better to be young and have a bright future."

"Sounds like how old you are!" Ran Mi laughed.

"Not old, thirty." He turned to look at her, and said in a deep voice, "There is a generation gap between three years old, and there are two between you and me."

"What a wide ditch!" She giggled, causing the audience who left the venue to look at her, and some people's eyes were directly on her chest.

She reacted, hugged his arm tightly, and complained in a low voice, when the world has become impure, why not watch it with his chest.

"Just be innocent, you save the world."

He smiled, clasped her fingers, and strode out of the theater with her.

At this time, the lights were beautiful, and the people who left the venue flocked to the four directions, rushing to their respective bright directions.

"Three past nine, go to the hospital? Go home? Where are you going?" He turned to look at her.

She thought for a while, looked around, pointed to the opposite building, and said with a smile, "Show the baby the clothes."

"Go." His eyes lit up, and he pulled her away.

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In the commercial building at nine o'clock, people are still at their peak. He always wants to give the best to those around him, so he goes straight to the brand counter.But Ran Mi didn't take it seriously, she had experienced all this, she felt that life is just as easy as it is, enjoyment is secondary, having these is happiness, and it doesn't matter if they don't have them.The child cannot be used to it since he was a child, he must be independent and strong like Li Yichuan.

However, his style of doing things does not allow others to resist, and if he says to use it well, that is the best.

If Ran Mi doesn't argue with him about these things, she is asking for trouble.And these little clothes and shoes look so cute!It was too late to be happy, and there was no time to argue with him.

He showed his great patience. Going shopping is a test of a man's physical strength and endurance.Not to mention his type.But today he not only accompanied her to look at the three counters, but also sat down at the last counter and let her choose slowly.

"Look at this."

She brought a small piece of clothing over, and held it up in front of his eyes, with a wide smile on her brows, and when people saw him, they couldn't help being happy with her.

"That's right." He nodded, propped one hand on his chin, and waved the other in the air.

"This one?" She brought out another one, a pink one with bunny ears on the pocket.

He touched the rabbit's ears and laughed, "This one is better, little rabbit, Ran Rabbit's little rabbit..."

The salesperson was stunned when he heard the same tongue twister, but Ran Mi understood, and slapped him on the shoulder with a small dress, asking people to pick it up and choose again.

"Li Yichuan, that...Wei Jia and Xiao Feng are officially dating, did you know?"

"Yeah." He responded calmly.

"You won't object?" she asked again.

"Will it work? She's not stupid. She can feel and see. If she persists, it's her business." He raised his eyebrows.

Wei Jia has an ex-wife in his heart, and he thinks Ran Mi knows it better than anyone else.

"Maybe it's victory?" Ran Mi smiled, and showed him a small skirt decorated with lace, "Look at this, how beautiful it is."

"The child needs to wear cotton, please put it down, ah." He only glanced at it, then turned his head away.

"What if it's a girl? Do you want a son? In fact, I want a daughter. In the future, I can have a son-in-law who can command me. In fact, I think the mother-in-law is very majestic, but unfortunately my mother can't enjoy it." She babbled, A man talking to himself.

He listened from behind, smiling.

"Mr. and Mrs. are so loving." The sales lady also watched and smiled.

Ran Mi turned to look at Li Yichuan, took a small hat and put it on his head, "Put it on, I'll take a picture."

"It's so ugly." He touched Little Red Riding Hood, his expression contorted.

"Come on, let me take a picture." She smiled and pressed his shoulder, refusing to let him take it away.

Seeing her twisting, he had no choice but to put down his hands and let her take a few pictures of himself.Ran Mi looked at him on the screen and couldn't help but be overjoyed.The little pointed red hat, the helpless and distorted handsome face, just like the wolf grandma in fairy tales.

"Keep it forever." She put away her phone, shook his face in her hands, and whispered, "Mr. Li is so gentle now, I want to be gentle with you too. I will cook for you tomorrow. Look at you, you are so thin." Yes, I want you to make up for it."

"It's a great honor, please give me a tiger|whip, I need a big tonic." He stood up and asked someone to pack it.

The salesperson laughed happily, one because the business was easy to do, and the other because he was a high-quality man who wanted to eat a tiger's whip while standing next to the pregnant woman.

"I'd rather give it to you, but I'm afraid your hands will peel off." Ran Mi glared at him and strode out.

He smiled, watched her go to other counters, picked up a few paper bags by himself, and then walked over slowly.

"Let me ask you, would you like it if I had a daughter?" She turned her head and asked him seriously.

"I like it, but I have to continue to live." He raised his eyebrows and took his time.

"Are you patriarchal?" Ran Mi stomped her feet and glared at him.

"Are you stupid? How lonely a child is." He just laughed. It's really interesting to tease her.

"Fuck you, how about having a litter?" Ran Mi slanted her lips, biting her red lips tightly.

"Are you a pig?" He dragged out the ending more and more, and the tone was still rising.

"Ah! You are not allowed to quarrel with me and win the fight, you have to admit defeat!" Ran Mi couldn't argue with him, so she cheated.

"I lost, Mrs. Pig," he said solemnly, holding up his hands.

"You are Mr. Pig?" Ran Mi stared at her dumbfounded.

"Wrong, didn't you say I'm Li Huohu? Actually, tigers like to eat pork! Especially the little stupid pig's, wash it clean, press it under your body, and eat it with some honey..."

As he spoke, he raised his leg quietly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.

Ran Mi stomped on the spot, punched her fists, her teeth itching with anger.

However, he was so happy that he wanted to fly.

Ran Mi thought, is this married life?It's really beautiful!

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a week later.

Zhao Jing made the payment as promised, the advertisement started to run officially, and she also called Ran Mi to thank her.Ran Mi is very happy to help others.

Pushing away from Wei Jia's office, Ran Mi saw Paul Gao's sexy ass, shaking it back and forth, pinching a pink pajamas with his fingers, shaking his fingers, and yelling.

"Look at the color of the bow, look at the proportions, how ugly it is! Are there no real inspired designers? Translation, translation is also a problem, and I can't translate my words properly. "

Ran Mi walked over, slapped him with a bag on his ass, and said with a smile:

"Paul, who can translate your words well? It was like this one second, and that in the next second."

"You hit my butt?" Paul turned his head and looked at her in astonishment.

"Hey, are you still shy?" Ran Mi couldn't help laughing.

"I don't like women hitting my butt, it's dirty." He sneered and gave her a nod.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Ran Mi choked, twisted her neck stiffly, and looked at Wei Jia who was giggling aside, she actually forgot his eccentricity, she was not a beauty in Paul's eyes, but Li Xiaofeng was.

"Why are you free to come over today?" Wei Jia stood up, pulled the chair away for her, and asked her to sit down.

"I wanted to come here a long time ago, and I will discharge Xiaomeng from the hospital."

Ran Mi smiled and looked around. Everything in this sweet is full of romantic elements, blue is the main tone, and pink is interspersed indirectly, which completely satisfies the romantic fantasies in the hearts of little girls and women.

"How's the recovery going?" Wei Jia asked with concern.

"I still can't go. Let's do rehabilitation after the beginning of spring. I'm in a hurry now, lest she can't bear it." Ran Mi showed a slightly sad face. "Xu Jie'an's mother adopted that little baby." Wei Jia put his hands on the table, looked at her and said.

"That's good. For Mrs. Xu, it's also a spiritual support." Ran Mi nodded.

"Hehe, yes, there are many good people." Wei Jia nodded, and went over to pour her a glass of water.

"I don't give you coffee, drink some water."

"Stop drinking, you can translate for me and tell them my thoughts..."

"It's not thoughts, it's ideas. How can you let others understand you?" Ran Mi had a headache. This is a talented designer, but also a designer who has no patience to communicate. He may scold countless times for translation.

"Go, Wei Jia will hire you with a lot of money." Paul shook her shoulder again.

"Okay, I'll do something for my friend." She stood up, shook her purse, and said, "However, I don't want to pay a lot of money to hire you. Just stand at the door and say that Ran Mi is a beautiful woman."

"How can I tell a lie?" Paul glared at her, muttered dissatisfiedly and walked out.

"Paul, you can pass your genius design to them through my translation, so that they can draw what you want."

Ran Mi laughed and crossed her arms, waiting for him to admit defeat.

Paul twisted his waist and left. It was really like an old Chinese saying, mighty and unyielding...

"Am I that ugly?" Ran Mi was shocked.

"Paul likes to joke. He often said in front of me that you are the most beautiful oriental beauty he has ever seen."

"Really? In fact, I think I look like your wife, so I flatter you on purpose."

Ran Mi was joking with him, Wei Jia pursed her lips, and a gleam flashed in her blue eyes, a little cold.

"So, do you want to come to sweet with us? Miss Ran Damei?" He stood up and reached out to her.

Ran Mi thought for a while, shook hands with him, and nodded in agreement.

Now Li Yichuan no longer restricts her freedom, she can do whatever she wants.She may lack capital as a designer, but she can do it as a translator. Maybe someday she will publish a book called Designer Paul...

The two of them want to take the international route, and they must contact people from various countries. The name sweet has filled the company with a dreamy atmosphere. Ran Mi has already pursued the dream of home, and also wants to have a dream of working.

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Go back from sweet.

When the car was turning at the intersection, it suddenly ran out of gas. Ran Mi was a little surprised, it was just filled up yesterday!

Fortunately, there are not many cars here, otherwise it will definitely cause traffic jams.She reluctantly leaned the car on the side of the road and called for rescue.Today is a temporary decision, the bodyguards are still busy decorating the baby's house together in the villa.

A car stopped nearby, a white Mazda.

"Miss Ran, what a coincidence. Is the car broken down?" Zhao Jing looked at her with a smile.

"Yes." Ran Mi smiled and nodded.

"My company is upstairs, go and have a seat." Zhao Jing pointed to the building on the side of the road.