Pretty Her

There was a movement from the floor, and the four men on the sofa looked up together. At first glance, Zhao An'an wore her latest trendy maternity dress and Yan Yu next to the same casual outfit. The couple hugged and came downstairs.

Yan Yu held Zhao An'an in an elegant manner, beckoning his servant to serve.

Yan Zhinan first stood up, "brother." Then he glanced at Zhao An'an, muttering in his mouth and throwing out a sentence: "Hey."

Yan Yu held her chin high, her eyebrows thick and her eyes dark, and her eyes glanced from the men on the sofa one by one, and her eyes seemed to say that she must be polite.

The other three men first stood up, but stood up and greeted reluctantly, "Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan."

Yan Yu nodded with satisfaction and took a leisurely pace, taking Zhao An'an to the restaurant.

A meal, the smoke of smoke is full.

Yan Yu and Zhao An'an each took the main seat. The other four men sat on the side of the two, and everyone wanted to grab Zhao An'an.

Zhao Anan glanced at Yan Yu in front of him. He was eating slowly with his knife and fork, and flouted out lightly: "An'an, come."

Zhao An'an hesitated for a few seconds, then walked along.

Now Yan Yu is her receiver, and of course she has to hug his thigh. The past does not matter, and the future is the most important.

Zhao An'an shouted sweetly, "My husband, what's the matter."

Yan Yu pointed to her thigh, "Wife, sit."

Zhao An'an was lagging, pretending to be shy: "Husband, this is not good, after all, there are outsiders."

Yan Yu clustered a smile on his face: "They are not outsiders, they are all acquaintances, I am not familiar with them, and I will not leave them as guests." He looked at the four men at the table with a smile: "Did you say?"

The four jealous men nodded helplessly.

Zhao Anan sighed and rolled her eyes.

Sit and sit.

Who makes Yan Yu so generous today. It should be a reward for his little dessert.

Zhao An'an sat down with his buttocks, Yan Yu took a spoonful of soup, lowered his head and blew, then handed it to Zhao An'an's mouth: "An'an, come, husband, feed you soup."

The smile in his eyes made the scalp tingle. Zhao An'an couldn't help a shudder, and all the goosebumps came out.

Yan Yu: "An'an, why don't you drink, do you want your husband to feed it mouth to mouth?"

Zhao An'an sank into his mouth.

After eating this meal, Zhao Anan felt that he was at least three pounds fatter. Yan Yu is too human, and has been feeding food to her mouth. After feeding her for an hour, she refused to stop.

She was full, and when she looked back, the rest of the table didn't even touch her chopsticks.

After finally having dinner, everyone walked back to the living room sofa. Zhao Anan collapsed on the sofa and glanced at the five men with different looks in front of her.

All look good.

Don't worry about having an ugly baby.

She looked and looked, and suddenly tangled.

Although it doesn't matter who the child's father is, her curiosity drove her to figure out why, except for Yan Yu, the four men all jumped out to be her child's father.

You know, giving Yan Yu a green hat is a big deal. Ordinary people can't do this, and don't have the courage to do it.

Zhao An'an thought for a while and then asked: "What happened at the dinner that day?"

Everyone petrochemical.

The men looked at Yan Yu sneakily, Yan Yu expressionless, still drinking Erlang's legs, as if not interested in their topic.

Probably in retaliation for the show's loving behavior on the table just now. After a few seconds of silence, the men threw words out.

Yan Zhinan: "You met me that day. I didn't want to go. I heard you crying on the phone, so I went. I was the last one. When I arrived, you started playing mahjong.

Jiang Huo: "Five people can't play mahjong, so we started eating."

Yuan Yuan: "Everyone is drinking and drinking. They are very happy. When they drink and drink, everyone is drunk and unconscious."

Tang Jiezhe shoved his glasses, and he was gentle and gentle. "It was too late, so you booked a hotel room directly on the top floor of the hotel. You thoughtfully booked five rooms in advance."

Zhao An'an: "Then what?"

The four men looked at Yan Yu together.

There was no opening to continue.

Yan Yu closed the book resting on her knees, with a relaxed attitude: "An'an, it's not early, we should let the guests go back to bed."

Zhao Anan protested: "It's only nine o'clock, sleep a fart."

Yan Yu touched her head: "Huanzhun mother cannot speak like this."

Zhao An'an was really reconciled, as if being scratched by a cat, so anxious that he couldn't wait to dig something out of the four men. Due to Yan Yu's close monitoring, she had to take a step back and save the country: "Okay, then you go to sleep."

Yan Yu took her hand upstairs: "Let's sleep together."

The four men standing downstairs stood up and said in unison: "No!"

Yan Yu turned back lightly, "Huh?"

Zhao An'an stepped forward to save the scene in time: "They want to remind you well that I am pregnant and should not have a husband and wife life."

Yan Yu calmly grasped her and continued to move forward: "I have a sense."

The four men watched Yan Yu and Zhao Anan enter the master bedroom.

Complex inside.

The smile gradually stiffened.

Suddenly the four men's mobile phones rang. WeChat from Zhao Anan. Everyone's information is the same-"Ask me if you have any questions, I'll come to you later."

The four men reacted exactly the same after reading WeChat.

A fool-like smile appeared.

They all thought WeChat was the only one, so they went back to their room with nostalgia and waited quietly for Zhao An'an.

Late at night, Zhao Anan was out of the room while Yan Yu was asleep.

On the promenade illuminated by the moon, a petite figure knocked on the door with a guilty conscience and asked four men successively.

Her question was concise: "Did we have a relationship at the dinner that day?"

The men answered with only one sentence: "Yes."

Zhao Anan asked again: "Only once? Will there be one after that?"

The men all answered the same: "Only once, not after."

Just in case, Zhao An'an asked, "Is it just two of us, or are there outsiders?"

The men even looked shocked. "Of course, we are the only two of us."

Zhao An'an touched his belly.

It's over. It seems she slept four each night. Who is the child's biological father?

Zhao An'an's last question was Jiang Huo. Just when she was about to turn away, he suddenly held her: "An'an, I haven't had an apology to you yet."

Zhao An'an was immersed in the thrill of solving puzzles, "Don't you already apologize?"

"That's not the same." Jiang Huo habitually reached out and touched her forehead to break her hair. She just raised her hand, fearing that she would renounce it.

Zhao An'an thought for a while, stomped, and sent her small brains to his palm.

"I really like the feeling of being **** with you, Huohuo, if you are really gay, we can be good friends for a lifetime."

Jiang Huo smiled bitterly. "I have thought about it before, but I can't do it. I don't want to be your good friend. I want to be your old-fashioned."

Zhao An'an frowned, "Huo Huo."

Jiang Huo stared at her deeply. Under the warm yellow light, she drew her black hair behind her shoulders and a white dressing gown, and looked at him like a little angel when she spoke.

He couldn't help but caress her face: "An'an, I lied to you these days. I'm really sorry. I didn't tell you from the beginning because I was afraid you wouldn't want this child."

When the inspection report came out, he had nothing in his mind.

is his. It must be his.

This was the only opportunity in his life to marry her home, and he told himself that he must not mess it up. Even if he cheated her again, he would have to seize this opportunity.

He knew he was unscrupulous, but it didn't matter. He will use the rest of his life to compensate her.

Zhao An'an asked hesitantly, "Huo Huo, if I said I'm not sure this child is yours, what will happen to you?"

Jiang Hora tightened her hand. "It doesn't matter."

Zhao An'an: "Aren't you angry?"

Jiang Huo: "Why am I angry?" He observed her expression calmly, probably guessing something, and asked carefully: "An'an, can I help you?"

Zhao Anan: "The paternity test you said last time ..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Huo immediately took her words: "No problem, I will personally help you to confirm who the child is his father. This secret will only be known to us two." He begged her solemnly: "In Before the results come out, please treat me as a child's father, can you? "

Zhao An'an nodded vaguely.

When Zhao An'an returned to the room, Yan Yu was still asleep in bed. She sighed and lifted the quilt lightly and crawled in.

As soon as I lay down, there was movement behind me.

Yan Yu's breath was hot, he hugged her lazily, his voice was frosty, and he was deep and sexy: "Don't sleep yet? What did you just do?"

Zhao An'an was scared.

She couldn't tell him, she just went to confirm how much she slept in the night?

Zhao An'an did not change his face and heartbeat, and tried to make his voice calm and normal: "Go to the toilet."

Yan Yu yelled even more tightly. Don't have a deep meaning in his words: "If you want to go to the toilet again, call me, I'll go with you."

Zhao Anan gave a slap in her mouth, changed her sleeping position, and was not comfortable with the posture being held from behind. He refused to let go, and she had to turn over and lie in his arms.

Yan Yu was satisfied, and stroked her back again and again: "Good, sleep."

She blinked her black eyes and suddenly asked him, "Yan Yu, when do you see me?"

Yan Yu: "From the moment I saw you."

She whispered, "Love at first sight?"

Yan Yu: "Yes, I fell in love at first sight." He deliberately slowed his voice, his tone was not ill, and he coaxed her to sleep while talking: "When I first met you, I was in the hospital, and you were wearing a light blue hospital uniform Standing on the grass outside the hospital, many children are around you. You have an oversized pink marshmallow in your hand, and teasing the marshmallow proudly while teasing the child. You make all the children cry. But still refused to share even a bite of marshmallows with others. I was thinking, how can there be such a naive person in the world? "

Zhao An'an moved in his arms dissatisfied, and there was drowsiness in his voice, muttering in a low voice: "You fart, I'm not so naive."

Yan Yu smiled, looked down, and saw her drowsy pretty face. He didn't continue to talk down, but kissed her forehead gently.

There is still a half sentence to finish.

After he visited his friend that day, he glanced again on the grass and saw the children on the grass, who had a pink cotton candy in hand. Like a child king, she was serious on her hips: "Marshmallows, like lovers, are things that cannot be shared. If you want, buy a new one. Don't grab someone else's hands. Yes, it doesn't work. "

That day, he stood for a long time under the hospital corridor. I was asked that day to find out, and it turned out that it was the eldest daughter of the Zhao family.

The one kicked out by the stepmother.

Deep in the night, the sound of her breathing was near her ears, Yan Yu held her in her arms and said softly, "Good night, my Cinderella."