Lay Down My Bad Husband

She gives Tang Su a fierce angry look, pushes him away and comes out of his arms. Then, she sits down in front of the computer and continues her thesis.

Looking at the computer shielding, Lin Ziyi's whole brain, the rest, is just a paste.

Just as the man knelt down and hugged her into his arms again from behind, Lin Ziyi suddenly turned around, took the man's face in his arms, pointed it at his lips and kissed him

"Well Tang Su It's all you Today I I can't finish my thesis So you have to Help me finish... "

In the fierce movement, Lin Ziyi protested vaguely.

The man smiles and satisfies Lin Ziyi unconditionally. "Yes, my Mrs. Tang."

This time, it didn't last as long as before. In the middle of the process, Lin Ziyi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. His lower abdomen was swollen, and he felt something was falling.

Tang Su noticed something wrong with Lin Ziyi's expression. He stopped all his movements, then put his hands on both sides of her body and bowed his head to kiss her eyebrows. "What's the matter? Not feeling well? "

Lin Ziyi nodded, "it seems that the great aunt is coming."

"Why is it delayed this time?" Tang Su remembered the time of the moon more clearly than Lin Ziyi.

He remembered that the last time aunt Lin Ziyi left was 35 days ago.

"Well, my holidays are always abnormal. Every time I'm late." Lin Ziyi knew that Tang Su would be very uncomfortable when she called to stop, so she pursed the corners of her lips and tried to smile, "it's just a little uncomfortable. You should be light. It should be OK."

Tang Su lowers his head and kisses Lin Ziyi's eyebrows. Then he closes his hand and lies down to one side. He holds Lin Ziyi in his arms. Her voice is low and dumb. Her head rings out, "I work hard to make you enjoy, not to make you feel bad."

"What Lin Ziyi punched the man's chest hard, "is it just for me to enjoy?"

The man chuckled, "happy wife, the most important thing."

Lin Ziyi, "..."

This guy, more and more hateful!

The next day, Lin Ziyi had no class in the morning. When she woke up, it was almost 10 a.m.

She found that she was more and more able to eat and sleep recently, and had a rhythm close to pigs.

After a turn in bed, she still didn't want to get up, but she thought that she would go to business school in the afternoon, and at noon, she wanted to go to zhangtai hall, so she didn't stay in bed any more.

When I came to the bathroom to wash, I suddenly thought of the faint heavy feeling of my lower abdomen last night. I'm afraid that my aunt came, and she went to shake the tampon specially. Now I don't feel any more.

In order to immediately find out whether the great aunt visited, Lin Ziyi quickly checked the situation.

As a result, there was nothing on the tampon.

Why did the stomach last night feel uncomfortable, bloated, and faintly painful?

Lin Ziyi frowned!

Forget it. Anyway, her great aunt hasn't been normal all these years.

After washing, Lin Ziyi changed his clothes and went downstairs. After drinking a glass of milk, he went directly into the kitchen to prepare lunch himself. Later, he took it to zhangtai hall to eat with Tang Su.

In zhangtai hall, it was almost 12:30 noon when Tang Su finished the meeting and returned to the office.

Before he stepped into the office, Qin Shuo held an iPad in his hand and followed him in.

"Sir."

Tang Su pulled the tie on his neck and sat down in the chair behind his desk. He took a document and glanced at Qin Shuo.

Seeing Qin Shuo's dignified expression, Tang Su's pretty brow twisted slightly, "if you have something to say."

Qin Shuo's eyebrows were also tightened. Instead of speaking, he went to Tang Su, lowered his head and handed over his iPad respectfully.

Tang Su raised his eyes again and gave Qin Shuo a light look. His expression made Tang Su understand that something bad must have happened.

Instead of looking at the documents on hand, Tang Su took over the iPad, pressed the home key, unlocked the fingerprint, and displayed an email from the president's public mailbox on the screen.

In the e-mail, there is not a word in the content, only a line in the title of the e-mail -- please enjoy the super reality show!

Tang Su frowned.

The sender of the e-mail should be an ordinary citizen who is not familiar with it.

Looking down, a few photos, as attachments, have been sent.

"What is it?" Tang Su asked with apparent displeasure.

Qin Shuo looked up at Tang Su. Without saying anything, he quickly lowered his head.

The president's public mailbox was set up by Tang Su after he took office. Any ordinary citizen can send e-mail to the president's public mailbox. However, the e-mail in this mailbox has been read by the following people and Qin Shuo one by one before showing it to Tang Su. If it is spam or e-mail without any value, it will be deleted directly. Only the valuable e-mail can be deleted Will be left, sent to Tang Su here, to show him.Obviously, Qin Shuo was frightened when he checked the contents of the president's public Email this morning.

Seeing that Qin Shuo didn't speak, Tang Su's thin lips became a tight line in an instant, and the originally clear line of jaw became more tight.

This is Tang Su's expression when he is in a bad mood at work.

He raised his hand and put his finger on the attached photo. When the photo was opened and the content of the photo was magnified, Tang Su's deep ink eyes suddenly contracted.

Looking at the two people sleeping with their necks clasped, Tang Su's brain was blank for a moment.

So familiar people, so familiar body, so familiar face, everything, are telling Tang Su clearly that the photos are not fake.

After a short period of blank brain, Tang Su quickly returned to the previous Qingming.

On the other hand, he opened a photo of his desk instead of an iPad.

Qin Shuo held his breath and waited for the storm after Tang Su had seen those photos.

However, after waiting for a long time, what he heard was only the sound of the iPad being gently buckled on the desktop. Then, there was no rage, no roar, no questioning. Qin Shuo could feel it, and even Tang Su's breathing rate didn't change much.

Out of curiosity, Qin Shuo raised his head again and saw that Tang Su was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, and a hand was pressing the center of his eyebrows.