Love and warm marriage: BOSS is addicted

Chapter 536 Prosperous Marriage (9)

As the two tossed about, the sky began to gradually brighten.

When Zhao Ziliu was satisfied, Xiao Qingyan was already so sleepy that her eyes were narrowed.

Zhao Ziliu lovingly kissed her swollen eyelids, and coaxed her in a low voice, "Go to sleep, baby."

After Xiao Qingyan fell asleep, he got up to take a shower, wiped his wife's body clean, and then fell into a deep sleep with her in his arms.

The wedding night of the two slowly faded away amidst the turmoil.

Instead, newlywed life begins with a lethargic day.

——Yes, our pregnant woman slept until the next afternoon before getting out of bed in Zhao Ziliu's endless calls.

Zhao Ziliu didn't look good during the period, not because he didn't want to, but because he was dizzy and dazzled.

When the two returned to Zhao's house after having some snacks at the hotel, one could imagine the expressions of the six elders at the dinner table.

"You know that Qingyan is pregnant, but you still mess around with your temper!" Zhao Qiguang was the first to speak. Xiao Qingyan's appearance can tell what's going on, and there is no need for their explanation.

Zhao Ziliu looked a little unnatural, coughed lightly and remained silent.

Xiao Qingyan's ears were red enough to bleed, and she wished she could bury her head in the rice bowl, she was really ashamed and humiliated.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Zhao Qiguang stopped continuing this topic.

The dinner table returned to the atmosphere before the two came back.

The elderly talk about health preservation, while men talk about current affairs.

"Now grandparents, parents, and mothers all know about it." After returning to the third floor, Xiao Qingyan lamented with a bitter face, and her resentful little eyes swished at a man who was sorting out the piles of debris on the dressing table.

Zhao Ziliu walked towards Xiao Qingyan with a bunch of red envelopes in his arms, "Can they not know how these two got here in your belly?"

Xiao Qingyan supported her forehead and shook her head, Zhao Ziliu, can you be more shameless?Why didn't I discover his essence before, and now it's too late to see through.

"Huh, why are there so many red envelopes?" There were already a lot of piles on the edge of the bed where a certain pregnant woman was sitting, and there were still some on the dressing table. Xiao Qingyan recalled that there seemed to be no one presenting them at the wedding scene.

"Most of the guests gave to parents in advance, and they brought them back from the restaurant last night." Naturally, Xiao Qingyan didn't know that for a family like the Zhao family to hold wedding events, prominent people would directly give land and antiques to them. Or jewelry.

What she sees now are those that have been sorted out by the two adults. As for the list of valuables, they still need to be verified, so they haven't brought them yet.

Xiao Qingyan searched all the red envelopes, counting and suddenly felt that she seemed to be a little rich woman, so she couldn't help asking Zhao Ziliu, "Is this money for me?"

"Pocket money for you."

pocket money. .spend money. .money.

Zhao Ziliu's casual words made a pregnant woman flustered immediately, a lot of pocket money ORZ.

If it goes on like this, what kind of class does she still go to to start a business? Finally, she understands why so many girls want to marry into rich families, and anyone who wants to have endless money without working.

The matter of the red envelope was forgotten by Xiao Qingyan in a few days, and the cash was forgotten in the drawer of the dresser.

But at this moment, Mo Fangyu, the former Mrs. Zhao who has now been promoted to her mother-in-law, brought her another big surprise.

When Mo Fangyu entered the room holding a delicate mahogany box with one hand and the notebook on top of the box with the other, Xiao Qingyan was tinkering with the doll Zhao Shinuan gave her.

　May there be no past events to look back on, and we will grow old together with affection.

　　02/20 Finale
　　
　
(End of this chapter)