cold wife

Chapter 113 Why Are You Confident Is Your Child

Chapter 113 Why Are You Confident Is Your Child (2)
Ai Bao'er put her small arms around his waist and said in a low voice: "Tianyu, I will not leave you, unless one day you don't want me anymore."

"No." Leng Tianyu kissed her lips and promised.

After Ai Bao'er and Leng Tianyu left, there was no need for Leng Qing to stay, he got up and said goodbye to Gong Tianao, Gong Tianao winked at Gong Wei, and said, "Xiaowei, go see it off."

Leng Qing glanced at Gong Wei indifferently, and directly refused: "No, I'll just go by myself, that's all, I'll visit again next time I'm free."

After Leng Qing finished speaking, he turned and left.

After getting in the car, he watched the gradually darkening sky outside the window, took out his mobile phone and called Mike.

The phone was connected, and Mike's idle voice came from the other side: "Young Master Leng, what's your order?"

Half of Leng Qing's body was hidden in the back seat. He couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark environment. He could only see the burning light shining in those wild eyes: "Mike, how long after pregnancy will you have morning sickness?"

"This depends on the individual's system. If it was earlier, it would have been like this for more than a month. What's wrong?"

Leng Qing held the phone tightly and didn't answer. Mike kept asking. After a while, he withdrew his thoughts and said in a cold voice, "It's okay."

After hanging up the phone, Leng Qing thought about Ai Baoer's little gray face, his big hands slowly tightened, and the expression on his face became cold.

On the other side of the phone, Mike hung up the phone, looked at the phone suspiciously, and muttered a few words.

Shu Junhao who was sitting next to him chuckled and asked, "What's wrong? You're just nagging."

Mike put the phone away, and said in a strange tone: "Young Master Leng asked me about morning sickness, you said, did he make other people's stomachs bigger, but doesn't he hate children so much? Could it be that woman of?"

Mike thought about it, and felt that it was possible, maybe Leng Qing's love for that woman was enough to offset his dislike for children.

When Shu Junhao heard this, his expression changed, the steering wheel in his hand turned in a different direction, and the car twisted and slid on the driveway for a while, Mike screamed in fright: "Hey, are you going to commit suicide? If you want to die, go by yourself. Don't pull me."

Shu Junhao's face was a little gloomy, he drove the car back to the track, and asked in a low voice, "How long will it take for morning sickness?"

Mike patted his chest and gave him a blank look: "You guys have some common sense, okay? You don't even know this bit of knowledge..."

"Say." In a cold tone.

"Normally, it will usually appear after six weeks, and of course some will be later."

Listening to Mike's words, Shu Junhao's pupils shrank sharply, and his big hands on the steering wheel trembled a little.

Looking at his reaction, Mike blinked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"

"fine."

Mike rolled his eyes depressedly, speechless in his heart, one or two were abnormal.

After returning home and taking a shower, Leng Qing leaned against the bed and smoked a cigarette, squinting his eyes and looking at the huge bedroom. It seemed that the place had become deserted after the little man disappeared. Just thinking that she might be taken by someone else now He hugged the man in his arms, coaxed and kissed in a soft voice, and his heart felt empty and hurt, as if his heart had been dug out.

A cold and monotonous bell sounded.

"Hey, Master Leng, do you still want to do what you said three days ago?" A middle-aged man's flattering voice came from over there.

Leng Qing thought about Ai Baoer's intimacy with Leng Tianyu today, his eyes turned cold, the cigarette butt was crushed fiercely in the ashtray, and a cold word came out: "Do it!"

(End of this chapter)

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