Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 817 Let me confess to you
Qiao Chengxun rubbed his temple that was still hurting, probably he wanted Tier to be pregnant more than Xiaonizi, but Tier was not pregnant.

After a moment of silence, the man opened his thin lips lightly, "Before that quarrel, I accompanied her to the hospital for an examination, and she was not pregnant, and the doctor even prescribed her menstruation-regulating medicine."

"Okay then..." Bu Qingqing had no choice but to give up this idea.

The young mistress is not pregnant... What a pity!

Qiao Chengxun put his right hand down, and his left hand was still pinching the phone, "Apart from retching, do you have any other symptoms?"

"No, it's just retching, and the young lady has always liked sour food rather than greasy food, so I haven't noticed any change in her taste. Recently, her taste has been up and down, and I haven't found anything unusual. "

Qiao Chengxun said: "I still have to go to the hospital."

"Okay, let me tell Mr. Huo that Mr. Huo will definitely not leave it alone."

"Yeah." Qiao Chengxun responded and yawned lazily.

When Bu Qing heard the sound of yawning, he suddenly lost his composure, "Master, did you yawn just now?"

Qiao Chengxun frowned, "Huh?"

"Young master, you have never yawned before. Are you exhausted from being abroad during this time? You must take a good rest, otherwise if you come back, young mistress becomes fat and you become thin, then you will lose weight." What do young mistresses think?"

"Jet lag...I'm going to sleep first." The man finished lazily and hung up the phone.

Step blinked slightly.

Really, the young mistress is inexplicably retching, and the young master can't sleep well either. Both masters are not worry-free!

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That night, Bu Qingwei reported Wen Ti'er's situation to Huo Jun.

After hearing this, Huo Jun's face darkened immediately, he walked to the door of the girl's boudoir, knocked on the door, "Tie."

"Dad, come in."

Huo Jun pushed the door and went in.

I saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the corner of the bed, writing and drawing with a brush and paper. There was a pile of messy manuscripts on the bed. A good bedroom became her creative studio at this moment.

Huo Jun frowned and said, "Why don't you write in the piano room?"

"Dad, I just thought of a song, and I want to take it to participate in the singing competition."

"Is it ready?"

"Hey, help me take a look."

Wen Tier handed over the manuscript.

Huo Jun took the manuscript but didn't read it right away. He sat on the edge of the bed, put down the manuscript casually, and looked up at the girl's round face with a dignified expression.

"Tell me gently, you retched many times today, go to the hospital tomorrow."

"It's just that I have a bad stomach, so I don't need to go to the hospital, and I'm going to be busy tomorrow."

"Tie'er, don't ignore health issues." Huo Jun interrupted her, she was his favorite, and she would never be allowed to escape from this matter.

Wen Ti'er pouted, "Dad, I'm really fine. It's such a hassle to go to the hospital. If the paparazzi catches me again, I don't know what they will write about me."

"Dad will go with you."

"No, you're so busy."

"Tie, be obedient." Huo Jun had a look of indifference.

Wen Ti'er looked at her father's face and knew her father's character. It seemed that she would not be able to escape the medical examination tomorrow no matter what, so she might as well confess directly.

"Dad, let me confess to you."

"Huh?" Huo Jun raised his eyebrows lightly, his intuition was not good.

Wen Ti'er jumped out of bed, ran to close the door with a bang, then turned back, sat back in the original place, and looked up at her father's face.

"Dad, I'm pregnant."

"What?" Huo Jun was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

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