Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

Xingan spoke, and of course Yan Jinxi couldn't hold back, his rainbow farts were all in strings without faults.

He held Su Qingyue's hand very solemnly: "Mother Su, I finally know why Xingan has such a famous and beautiful appearance. It's all caused by your genes. You are the one who sprinkled flames in our hearts." Arsonist. It's a pity that such an appearance can't be used to make people smile? So, mother Su, you must smile often."

Su Qingyue looked at Yan Jinxi and then at the three little radish heads next to her, and when she saw the light in their eyes, she realized that they were deliberately enlivening the atmosphere, trying to make her laugh more.

A bunch of little fools.

Su Qingyue pinched the little nose of Yan Jinxi who was closest to her, and there were more smile lines at the corners of her eyes: "I can't smile like you guys. If I smile a lot, there will be more wrinkles."

A few words and a few words overshadowed the fact that she was emotionally anxious.

Brother Ye and Xin Tang tacitly did not expose it. The children talked to each other and turned into little sparrows to surround Su Qingyue with only one purpose, to make her happy.

Then three old men joined in.Only Bai Chengyun, who has been quietly approving documents in the far corner, looks out of place with the surroundings, but the smile covered by his long eyelashes spreads subduedly on the paper.

The car happily went up Puhua Mountain all the way.

Because there were three elderly people with him, Bai Chengyun asked Leng Cang to arrange a fast meal in the temple in advance.After the old people finished praying what they wanted to pray, they took the children to rest in the wing room where they had a fast meal.

Su Qingyue was still kneeling in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, she never believed in this, but at this moment her expression was more serious than ever.

"Su Qingyue, a believer girl, does not seek great wealth, nor does she seek a hundred years of longevity. I only hope that the fetus in the womb will land safely and be healthy, and the little girl Xingan will be safe and happy away from illness."

This is the wish that Su Qingyue most wants to fulfill at present, not one of them.

Bai Chengyun was standing outside the hall not far away. He didn't go in, but only looked at Su Qingyue's back from a distance.

In just a few months, she lost a lot of weight.It seems that since Su Qingyue was released from prison until now, every time Bai Chengyun paid attention to her, he would find that she was thinner than before.

Those with weak spines might find it difficult to support the big belly of a pregnant woman.

Bai Chengyun's Adam's apple rolled down with difficulty, he subconsciously reached into his pocket, and when he missed the cigarette case, he stretched out his hand again, turned around and pressed against the white marble railing behind him.

Someone came slowly, Bai Chengyun thought it was Su Qingyue who came out, but when he turned around, he found that it was the abbot of the temple, Master Kong Ji.

When Bai Yuanhai was young, he often came to see Master Kongji, so Bai Chengyun was quite familiar with him.

"Master." He took the initiative to say hello.

Kong Ji clasped his hands together and recited "Amitabha". When he got up, he glanced at Su Qingyue who was still kneeling in the hall.

"Benefactor Bai, there must be a way for the car to go to the mountain, and there is another village in the shade of the willows. There may be suffering in front of us, but this suffering may be a gift from God to the two benefactors." Kong Ji said leisurely.

Bai Chengyun's black eyes fell deeply: "What does the master mean?"

Kong Ji stopped talking, just squinted his eyes and shook his head cheerfully: "The heavenly secret must not be leaked. When the time comes, Bai Benefactor will naturally know what the old monk means."

After speaking, he bowed to Bai Chengyun again, and led the twelve or thirteen-year-old little monk to continue walking.

When Su Qingyue came out, what she saw was the scene of Kong Ji leaving Bai Chengyun.

She asked curiously, "What did the master tell you?"

Bai Chengyun thought about Kong Ji's hint of something deep, and his gaze stayed on Su Qingyue for a few seconds, but he still chose to keep silent: "It's just to say hello."

"Oh." Su Qingyue didn't delve into it, she sat on the car for a long time and then knelt for a while, the familiar feeling of uncomfortable head came again.

She shook her head, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling, but the more she shook, the more dizzy she became.

Sensing something wrong, Bai Chengyun immediately turned down his handsome face, straightened up and held Su Qingyue in his arms: "Uncomfortable?"

The altitude of Puhua Mountain is not high, and the air is very fresh, so there should be no adverse reactions.

Su Qingyue calmed down the buzzing in her head, and then waved her hand lightly, "It's okay, it's ready."

These symptoms have appeared frequently recently, and Su Qingyue has become accustomed to them.When she was pregnant with mandarin oranges, she would occasionally have this or that problem.

Bai Chengyun saw that Su Qingyue didn't want to say more, and she didn't force her, so she just supported her and walked towards the wing room: "Follow me back to the autumn garden in the afternoon."

The tone that resembled an order directly cut off all Su Qingyue's unspoken refusals.

Su Qingyue wasn't annoyed at all, she originally wanted to stay at Uncle's house for a few more days, but she still couldn't let go of Xingan, "Is Eric free this afternoon? I want him to give Xingan a checkup."

She told Bai Chengyun about Xingan's nosebleed.

Bai Chengyun frowned after hearing this: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Without waiting for Su Qingyue to respond, he held Su Qingyue by one hand, and took out the phone with the other to call Eric Yang.

By the time all the people returned to their homes after the fast meal on the mountain, Eric Yang was already waiting in the living room of Qiuyuan.

Eric Yang, who is not wearing a white coat, is always the most shining and coquettish. He can't wait to pour a jar of perfume on his body, and he can't wait to dye his hair to make him the most eye-catching in the world.

Even Eric Yang, the little servant who brought him a cup of coffee, didn't let go: "Little beauty, I haven't seen you before, are you new here? Tell my brother what your name is, and let him be with you Is it okay to have a place in WeChat?"

He has been abroad all year round, so there is an unavoidable retroflex in his tone of voice.When he said the last three words "Is it good?", with a raised voice, the light in the phoenix's eyes turned into little hooks, which made the servant's face blush and his heart beat.

"Yang, Mr. Yang, why don't you drink coffee first." The servants in Qiuyuan have been strictly trained, and they are not allowed to look at Bai Chengyun at ordinary times, let alone a guest.

The little servant backed away desperately, trying to pull his hand out: "You, if you are seen by the young master like this, I, I will be punished."

"How could it be?" Eric Yang blew a kiss, wishing he could stick his whole body on the little servant, "If Bai Chengyun dares to punish you, I will take you away. Don't worry, there will always be love on my generous shoulders." Your place."

Su Qingyue who is about to enter the living room: "..."

What kind of weird picture is this?

Bai Chengyun watched Eric Yang molesting his servant with cold eyes, and unceremoniously broke the stage: "After you take her away, tell her your wise words?"

"What?" Out of curiosity, Su Qingyue asked.

Bai Chengyun raised his chin and signaled Eric Yang to explain himself.

Eric Yang didn't hold back, and said generously: "I like her very much, but that doesn't mean I can't love others."

Fine.

Why did so many women assassinate him without raising money?