Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 407 Bringing Back a Girl (6)

"Come here." He beckoned to her.

Mi Yao raised her foot and walked to his side, "What are you doing?"

Feng Yueming didn't answer, he just stretched out his big palm to press her shiny shoulders and made her turn sideways, then he hugged her gently from behind.

Mi Yao's whole body froze, she suddenly remembered that he had hugged her like this more than a month ago, saying something about stroking her belly, but he...

It's simply obscene!

"Let me go!" She wanted to break free from him.

"Why are you nervous, you are a pregnant woman now, even if I want to do something, I won't find you, and it's not that I can't find someone." The man said quietly behind.

Mi Yao understood what he meant, now that Zhuo Ying is here, he will not have any thoughts about her as a pregnant woman.

"Give me a hug and see how many catties it weighs. If you don't make my child fat, you are not allowed to go out."

Why is he so overbearing?

His arms wrapped around her slender waist, Mi Yao immediately patted his hand, "No, don't force my stomach."

"It's really troublesome." He said something disgusting, and then moved his arms up.

"Hey, you!" She quickly stretched out her small hand to push his arm, because his arm pressed against her soft edge, I don't know if he did it on purpose, but such an intimate physical touch made her whole brain tremble. collapsed.

The man ignored her and directly circled her and lifted her up.

He only used one arm, and he lifted her like a chicken, very easy.

Mi Yao was not ready yet, when her feet left the ground, she let out a soft "ah", and her two little hands tightly grabbed his healthy arm.

His healthy arm is like a copper wall, Mi Yao seems to have picked a hard stone, this is a real masculine strength, which is not the same as hers at all.

She felt her two little hands burn.

"It's a bit heavier, ninety catties, isn't it?" the man asked seriously from behind.

Mi Yao's body froze, completely passive, because he hadn't let go of her yet, and he didn't seem to want to let go, "Probably, I haven't weighed her... ah!"

He lifted her up again.

This time he hugged her even tighter, his whole slender body was rubbed in his arms, her back pressed against the skin of his body, rolling up and down, his body temperature was still warm and comfortable.

The man weighed her twice, "Well, it looks like 91 pounds..."

Mi Yao is a little speechless, is it necessary for him to worry about this matter?

"You are growing fast enough. You were only [-] catties before, but you are now [-] catties in the fourth month of pregnancy. Will you be [-] catties when you give birth?"

One hundred twenty?

Mi Yao's pupils shrank. For a woman who originally weighed only 120, [-] Jin was an unimaginable concept.

Even for the sake of having children, women still care about their figure and beauty.

"I don't know one hundred and two, you just wait and see."

Feng Yueming hugged her from behind, her hair would scrape against his handsome face, itching slightly, his narrow eyes overflowed with tenderness, "It doesn't matter even if you weigh 120 catties, although You've grown a lot recently, but I don't think you're fat, I don't know where the ten catties of meat grew, I said...have you...growth in other places?"

Bigger elsewhere?

Where is he pointing?
Mi Yao had to think about it, this man was probably...driving again.

"You let go!"

Feng Yueming let go of her first, and his eyes met, his eyes lingered on her delicate face, calmly, "Why are you blushing?"

"What?" Mi Yao stretched out her small hand to touch her face, it was so hot.

"Are you thinking wrongly? You have grown from eighty catties to ninety catties, but your belly has also grown. The ten catties of meat must have grown on your stomach."

Miyao,...

"Feng Shuai, you have already weighed this weight. I have already fattened your child, so can I go to the lantern festival?"

"What's the hurry?" Feng Yueming pulled out her long legs, came to sit on the office chair, "Although you have made my child fat, but you always want to go out to play by yourself, so how do I know if you can be a qualified child?" Mommy?"

Mi Yao's complexion changed, and she immediately looked at him vigilantly, "What do you mean? Do you want...to break the contract? You want to snatch the child from me?"

Her whole heart went cold, did he lie to her to give birth to the child, and after the birth he took the child away?

That Zhuo Ying looks exactly like her, does he want to raise the child for Zhuo Ying?

No, not possible!
This is her child, no one can touch it!

Feng Yueming looked at her panic-stricken appearance, raised her eyebrows, "Don't worry, I won't break the contract easily, unless...you make me worry..."

"No, I will be a good mummy in the future." Mi Yao interrupted him.

"Okay then, you can prove it to me now."

"how to prove?"

"There are a few fairy tale books on the coffee table, tell me about them."

"... "

Mi Yao looked at the coffee table, there were really several books of fairy tales on the coffee table, as if they had been prepared in advance, halo, he really intends to let her tell him stories?

"When the child is born in the future, you must tell the story to the child. If you tell the story well, this is the prerequisite for being a good mother."

"... "

Mi Yao walked over to the sofa and sat down. She reached for a book of fairy tales and opened a page.

She shrank her pupils and quickly raised her eyes to look at the man.

The fairy tale book in her hand is not an ordinary fairy tale book, but the latest handwriting of the world's comic masters, which was just released a month ago and is a limited edition.

She likes this manga master very much, and she is considering buying a copy, but she can't buy it if she has money and no channels.

Unexpectedly, this book of fairy tales fell into her hands now, and there were several books on the coffee table, which seemed to be from this series, and he bought all of them.

What does he... mean?
The man had already reached out to take a document, and looked at it intently with downcast eyes. He didn't seem to notice her gaze, so he just asked plainly, "Why don't you tell me?"

Mi Yao looked away, she felt that she was thinking too much.

Maybe he bought this series of comic books for the child in her womb, or maybe for Zhuo Ying, because isn't Zhuo Ying learning to draw now?

She started telling stories.

……

In the quiet study room, the temperature is pleasant and comfortable. Mi Yao is completely addicted to these comic books, and she reads the stories in a soft and pleasant voice.

Feng Yueming was at work, so she stopped talking to her, as if letting her talk to herself.

Mi Yao suddenly felt thirsty. After talking for almost two hours, her mouth was dry, and Fu Ma didn't come to bring water or tea.

"I'm thirsty, can I have a glass of water?" She looked up at the man in front of her.

"Well," the man didn't look up, but just snorted, "Go pour it yourself."

"Oh." Mi Yao got up and went to pour water.

(End of this chapter)