Mr. Lu, it's not too late

Chapter 1412 Whose clothes are those?

Sikong Lingyuan scratched her nose and looked affectionately: "Why are you running?"

She was already in the barracks last night, why did she sneak away later?
Almost startled him a lot...

Although Xiao Mo was threatened by Weiya, he still couldn't withstand the torture of his own chief, so he recruited him after a while.

Last night, after he passed out, Xiao Mo immediately sent someone to Iceland to pick up Weiya.

However, he didn't know that Wei Ya was pregnant. Seeing Sikong Lingyuan's situation, Wei Ya gritted her teeth and decided to take the risk...

So, she simply ran away after he fell asleep——

And warned Xiao Mo, not to reveal half of the news!

Wei Ya wanted to punish her first, and secondly, she wanted to see...whether this bastard will admit someone wrong!
"How could you and I admit that we were wrong?"

Sikong Lingyuan seemed to know what she was thinking, and his voice was muffled.

"Yaya, sorry to make you sad."

"However, don't worry, I will never forget your breath."

If he didn't feel Wei Ya's presence last night, how could he touch a woman? !

Only Weiya can make him think...

"I'm here this time, so I won't leave."

Sikong Lingyuan tried to hug her into his arms, but the woman under him avoided him.

He was a little taken aback, and then he remembered belatedly, it seems that since he came in, she has been avoiding him——

"Yaya...?"

He thought she was still angry with him, but he just glanced at the clothes on the bed.

Small, soft... It is indeed the clothes.

But why so small?

This is... Who did she buy the clothes for? !
Sikong Lingyuan, who had always planned strategies, suddenly became a little silly at this moment.

Seeing his gaze, Weiya couldn't help laughing.

"Fool."

She ignored him and went to pack the clothes by herself.

After Weiya put it in the closet, the man on the bed seemed to come to his senses.

"Yaya, that's..."

Sikong Lingyuan seemed a little nervous, his throat was dry.

Wei Ya rolled her eyes and said angrily, "You don't know about clothes?"

"Of course I know..." Sikong Lingyuan grabbed her arm and asked hastily, "I mean—whose clothes are those?"

With a silly look, how can there be half of the aura of the head of Sikong?

Weiya suppressed a smile, pretending to be serious.

"No one else, I can buy whatever I want!"

As she said that, she lay down and wanted to pull the quilt.

But Sikong Lingyuan followed her again, staring closely at her eyes, and stammeringly asked: "It's... a child's?!"

　Well, let's name it, the child of Chief Sikong!Want a boy or a girl?Everyone decides!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)