love addiction

So this is why Ming Ziyu is busy in the study every day?
Those cute designs, even if they were not customized, made Ye Qingcheng feel a deep love.

A love from a father to a child...

Although Mrs. Ming always said that she was pregnant with a son, Ming Ziyu never refuted it, but in the designs he drew, they were all clothes for girls.

Really... so cute.

Ye Qingcheng simply loves these designs, such a good thing, this man actually hides it from her and doesn't show it to him!

Ye Qingcheng really wanted to scold him, and was about to turn to the second page when she heard Ming Ziyu's footsteps walking into the room after hanging up the phone, she immediately shrank under the desk, her heart pounding.

In fact, she didn't know why she wanted to hide, she just hid under the desk reflexively.

Ming Ziyu came over, sat down at the desk, and continued to sketch the design.

From Ye Qingcheng's angle, it's right between the man's legs...

Super embarrassing.

Her face turned red involuntarily, but she had to suppress her breathing, just because she was afraid of being discovered by this man.

Ming Ziyu painted for a few minutes, Ye Qingcheng held back for a few minutes, her feet were numb...

Ye Qingcheng's mind is full at the moment, why hasn't he left, why hasn't he left...

It’s not a way to hide like this, but it’s embarrassing to be discovered after hiding. Ye Qingcheng’s mind was spinning rapidly, and finally thought of a way. He took out his mobile phone secretly, clicked on mute, and then sent Ming Ziyu a message. information.

【Honey, I'm in the garden and I'm a little thirsty. Bring me some water. 】

She believed that when Ming Ziyu saw this, he would send water immediately.

Sure enough, Ming Ziyu's cell phone rang, he turned it on, looked it up and got up immediately.

At the same time, Ye Qingcheng's cell phone lit up, it was Ming Ziyu calling, Ye Qingcheng definitely didn't dare to answer it, he could only let the phone keep flashing, and he was still complaining, this man saw the text message and sent water directly All right, what's the call?
Ye Qingcheng didn't answer the phone, Ming Ziyu seemed worried, so he called again. At the same time, he left his desk and planned to leave the study.

Ye Qingcheng, who was hiding below, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't support her hands, so she let it go down...

The hand just pressed the answer button so easily...

So... Ming Ziyu's voice sounded in the study, "Qingqing? Where are you in the garden? What kind of water do you want to drink? Fruit juice or plain water?"

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

Ming Ziyu's footsteps stopped, and he turned to look in the direction of his desk.

Ye Qingcheng was so annoyed that she wished she could drop her phone, what a failure!

Why did you accidentally press the answer button?

Ming Ziyu turned back quickly, looked under the desk, and sure enough saw Ye Qingcheng who looked annoyed.

He couldn't help laughing, "Qingqing, are you a cat?"

You belong to cats, and your whole family belongs to cats!
Nonsence!

His whole family now includes himself, after all, she is now the young mistress of the Ming family, Ming Ziyu's wife, so I can't say that.

"What are you doing down here? Huh? Don't tell me you dropped your stuff here."

"Yes... yes, I dropped my phone here, I came here to look for it." Ye Qingcheng replied bravely.

"But you just sent me a text message on your mobile phone."

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

This man is really the one who can't open the pot!
Ye Qingcheng didn't intend to pay attention to it, and grabbed the handrail beside him to get out, but because her leg was numb, her whole leg cramped, and the angry expression was immediately replaced by a painful expression.

"Hey……"

"Tilt?"

Sensing that something was wrong with Ye Qingcheng, he quickly stretched out his hand, "What's wrong?"

"My foot seems to be cramp." Ye Qingcheng said with some discomfort.

Ming Ziyu carried her out carefully, and walked to the sofa beside him, "You really are, what's not a good place to hide, but hide here, it's strange if your legs don't feel numb, how long have you been hiding?"

"My feet are numb, and you still come to teach me a lesson!" Ye Qingcheng muttered a little unhappy.

Ming Ziyu didn't dare to offend this mother-to-be, so he quickly changed his tone, "I didn't teach you a lesson, I just cared about you, come and see your leg, is there a cramp here? I'll give you a massage..."

"Hmm...it hurts, take it easy! Ah..."

"Be patient." Ming Ziyu coaxed patiently, "I'll take it easy, if it hurts you stop, and I'll continue when the pain stops."

"Um, okay... um... ah... hiss... lighten up... ah... stop..."

The weird sound in the study made Mrs. Ming, who was standing at the door of the study, in a dilemma.

She came to deliver tonic soup to her daughter-in-law. The servant said that the young couple was in the study. Who knew, hearing such a loud voice made her old face blush a little.

Young people nowadays, are they so...exaggerated?

"Ma'am, why didn't you bring the soup in?" The servant came upstairs and was a little surprised to see Mrs. Ming standing at the door of the study.

Mrs. Ming quickly grabbed the servant's hand to silence her, telling her not to speak.

But Ming Ziyu in the room still heard it, got up and opened the door, "Mom, when did you come?"

"Ah... I, I just arrived, I just arrived." Mrs. Ming said a little uncomfortably, "I brought soup to Qingcheng."

Ming Ziyu's handsome face twitched a little when he heard the word "butang", "Mom, you don't need to drink the soup every day, you need to eat it scientifically."

"Are you disliking the tonic soup made by your mother?" Mrs. Ming was a little hurt.

Ming Ziyu didn't dare to say the word disgust, otherwise his father would find out, and he would have a bad life.

"No, no, Qingcheng is so cute." Ming Ziyu forced a smile.

Ye Qingcheng, who had regained his strength, quickly nodded and admitted, "Yes, Mom, I really like the tonic soup you made. I want to drink it every day, and I drink it for three meals a day."

The corner of Ming Ziyu's mouth twitched fiercely again.

When Mrs. Ming heard what her daughter-in-law said, she calmed down and went in with the soup, "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you every day from now on. Now drink it while it's hot."

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

"Mom, I just ate fruit, wait a while, I'll ask Ziyu to warm it up for me to drink later." Ye Qingcheng said a little bit uncontrollably.

While talking, she looked at Ming Ziyu, Ming Ziyu understood his wife's order, and quickly seconded, "Yes, yes, Qingqing just ate a lot, let her slow down."

After finishing speaking, he took the butang soup and handed it to the servant to put it in the refrigerator to leave.

Mrs. Ming didn't force her, she had to drink sooner or later anyway, she pulled Ye Qingcheng and said a lot, and told her what to pay attention to, Ye Qingcheng obediently listened.

When Mr. Ming called to urge Mrs. Ming, she got up and planned to leave. Before leaving, she called Ming Ziyu out.

The mysterious appearance made Ye Qingcheng a little curious, what did mother want to tell Ming Ziyu, and the two of them went out to whisper.

Outside the study, Ming Ziyu followed out, and Mrs. Ming closed the door behind her.

"Mom, do you have something important to tell me? Closing the door like this will make Qingqing think about it."

Ming Ziyu's mind is now full of his daughter-in-law, and Ye Qingcheng is the first to focus on everything.

Fortunately, Mrs. Ming has long been used to it, and she didn't care about him, she lowered her voice and said, "Ziyu, although I know you are just newly married, there are many things that you need to pay attention to. After all, Qingcheng is pregnant with a child now. What should be paid attention to is to pay attention, to listen to the doctor's arrangement, you know?"

"We all obey the doctor's arrangement." Ming Ziyu said in a daze.

"It's still the same after listening to the doctor's arrangement?" Mrs. Ming couldn't believe it.

Ming Ziyu became more and more confused, "What's going on?"

"That's... that's..." Mrs. Ming was really embarrassed to say it, her face blushed again.

But for the sake of her lovely grandson, she can be considered willing to give up her old face, "When I just came, I heard you were in the study... I know you are young and energetic now, and it is understandable to have such a need. But you have to take care of your children...don't just take care of yourself..."

Before Mrs. Ming finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ming Ziyu, "Mom! Stop! What are you thinking!"

"I didn't think about anything..." Mrs. Ming expressed her injustice.

Ming Ziyu said helplessly, "Mom, just now Qingqing's foot was cramped, I was just rubbing her foot, where did you think?"

Mrs. Ming, "..."

When Ming Ziyu returned to the study, Ye Qingcheng had already opened the thermos bucket for soup and was filling the soup. When he saw him coming in, he smiled very softly, "Come, drink the soup."

Ming Ziyu's handsome face immediately collapsed, "Honey, can we not drink today?"

"That can't be done! Do you want to waste my mother's kindness?" Ye Qingcheng shook his head and didn't give him a chance, "It must be drunk."

Ming Ziyu is suffering.

These days, Ye Qingcheng forced herself to drink the tonic soup for the simple reason that her mother's heart should not be wasted.

It's fine for him to be forced to drink these tonic soups every day. The most unbearable thing is that these tonic soups are also nourishing in some way. He is very angry now, okay? !

"I'm having a very hard pregnancy, so you can help me share the burden, well, go back to the room after drinking, and sleep here before finishing drinking." Ye Qingcheng got up indifferently, and went out.

Ming Ziyu looked at the soup with a bitter face, it was really... bitter.

When Ming Ziyu returned to the room, Ye Qingcheng had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed reading a book.

The books are all books about pregnant mothers bought by Ming Ziyu. Ye Qingcheng especially likes to read them, and records all the things to pay attention to. She is a very professional mother-to-be.

Seeing him coming in, Ye Qingcheng looked up, "Have you finished drinking?"

"Well, it's over."

"Then go take a shower, take a shower and rest early."

These are old rules, Ming Ziyu went to the bathroom to take a shower, Ye Qingcheng didn't read a book, just lay on the bed and did gymnastics for pregnant women.

"Come here and help me, I can't always do this properly." Ye Qingcheng waved at him.

Ming Zi met her death and went to give her a hand, supporting her waist, just behind her, in a very ambiguous posture.

However, Ye Qingcheng didn't notice at all, and tried hard to achieve the most standard.

Akiko, who was suffering and angry, met...

This...he...would...be unable to control himself...