Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

After Luo Jun fell asleep, Lin Bailian quietly came to Luo Pingping's room.

Luo Pingping had a black mask on his face, just came out of the bathroom, startled her, couldn't help cursing, "You damn girl, you've eaten gunpowder today, why are you talking so badly to your father?" rush."

She glanced at Lin Bailian nonchalantly, but said nothing.

"I'm asking you, why are you pretending to be dumb?" Lin Bailian poked her head angrily, with a look of resentment.

Luo Pingping grabbed the mask off his face in annoyance, and looked at her, "Mom, you're never finished, you just think about it all day long, like an automatic player, if you have this spare time, why not take care of yourself Man, after all these years, he can't beat a dead man, it's really useless."

It's fine for others to say that, her own daughter scolded her like this, Lin Bailian wiped her tears on the spot.

"Who am I working so hard for? It's not for you. Now that little bitch Luo Qiuan has disappeared, in front of your father, why don't you behave better? Make him happy and take it into his hands." property is the most important thing.”

It was the same set of words that was crying again, Luo Pingping said impatiently, "You have said these words thousands of times, that old bastard should have given it long ago, and it will be delayed until today."

A sternness flashed in her eyes, "I think he is just waiting for Luo Qiuan to come back, and wants to distribute the property to her."

"Impossible." Lin Bailian stopped crying immediately, unwilling to believe her daughter's words, "Brother Jun doesn't like her at all, and has always been brooding about her using despicable means to obtain shares."

Luo Pingping sometimes felt that Lin Bailian was very pathetic, she liked to trap herself in her dreams and didn't want to wake up.

"Go out if you don't believe me, I'm going to sleep."

Lin Bailian refused to let her lie down, pulled her and asked, "No, Ping Ping, why did you say that, do you know something?"

"It doesn't look too stupid." After Luo Pingping muttered, he replied, "Luo Qiu'an is back."

"She's back!" Lin Bailian almost shouted.

Luo Pingping suddenly covered her mouth, then carefully jumped out of the bed, gently opened the door and looked outside, then turned around and lowered her voice and scolded, "Why are you so loud, do you want everyone in the Luo family to know .”

Lin Bailian whispered aggrievedly, "I was just too surprised, I couldn't control it, Ping Ping, where did you see her? Since she's back, why didn't she go back to Luo's house?"

"Go back to Luo's house?"

Luo Ping lay flat on the bed, sneered, "You are the only one who regards the Luo family as a sweet bun." Then he closed his eyes.

Lin Bailian shook her, "Pingping, don't sleep, tell mom quickly, where is that Luo Qiuan now? What is she doing?"

Luo Pingping thought she was too noisy, so he turned over and pulled the quilt over his head to block out her voice.

Lin Bailian had no choice but to leave the room, but her heart began to worry about Luo Qiuan's return, and she started to make plans again.

Luo Qiuan has been very flustered for the past few days, always feeling like something is about to happen, and he can't even draw it in the picture.

So after the design progress was slower than the contract stipulated, she called Shang Qiang to explain it, and ensured that she would catch up with the progress as soon as possible and would not affect the opening ceremony of Shangmei Fashion's anniversary celebration.

"Ms. Luo, it's okay, you draw slowly, the body is more important."

It's just Shang Qiang's kind words, Luo Qiu'an said flatly, "Then thank you, Mr. Shang, goodbye."

Shang Qiang's mouth was slightly open, but he didn't open it again in embarrassment, and he didn't close it again. The scene was once funny. Seeing the assistant holding back a happy smile, he reprimanded, "You're laughing ass."

These ancestors, one or two are not easy to serve.

Xiaobao quietly called Ji Chenhao and told him that Luo Qiuan seemed unwell. Ji Chenhao immediately left everyone behind and ran home from the company.

"Father." As soon as the door was opened, Xiaobao hugged his legs, and the aunt who had just invited to take care of the mother and son also came out of the kitchen and said, "Mr. Ji is back."

Ji Chenhao asked worriedly, "What's wrong with An An?"

The aunt replied, "Madam didn't eat much today, and she doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I asked her if she needed to call Dr. Ajie to come over, but she said no."

Seeing Ji Chenhao's face getting colder and colder, she didn't dare to continue, it was Xiaobao who took the call, "That's why I called you, Dad, let's go in and see Mommy."

Luo Qiu'an was in a sleepless sleep, and in a daze, a warm hand was placed on her forehead, and her cold voice was full of anger and concern, "Why is it so hot?"

She wanted to tell him that she was fine, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them.

After taking a look, Ajie first handed Ji Chenhao a thermometer, "Take my sister-in-law's temperature first."

Ji Chenhao took it, glanced at it and shook it, then turned his back to Ajie, untied Luo Qiuan's clothes, and put the thermometer under her armpit.

Full marks for professional operation.

"Not bad! Brother, you are really decathlon."

Ajie wanted to give another compliment, but felt a chill, and quickly sped up his movements.

It wasn't until midnight that Luo Qiu'an woke up slowly. She was sweating all over, feeling sticky and uncomfortable all over. She lightly touched Ji Chenhao who was beside the bed with her fingers, and shouted, "Chenhao."

Ji Chenhao held her hand and asked, "I woke up, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

He touched her forehead with his hand again, and the expression on his face was obviously much more relaxed.

"I'm ready."

Luo Qiu'an wanted to sit up, but Ji Chenhao supported her up with his hands, "What do you want to do, I'll carry you."

This person is really addicted to hugging during her pregnancy.

But she still couldn't speak, and she declined, "No, I can do it myself."

But Ji Chenhao didn't think it was possible, so he carried him to the bathroom together, and said while walking, "Ajie said, you wake up sweating, you can't catch cold."

Luo Qiuan took a comfortable shower and washed his hair by the way.

Ji Chenhao had already guessed that this would happen, there were towels and a hair dryer prepared on the low cabinet next to the bed.

Luo Qiuan walked over and lay on his lap. He took the towel beside her and gently wiped her hair.

Her hair was black and shiny, and it was a bit longer than it was three months ago. Luo Qiu'an felt that it was inconvenient to wash her hair while she was pregnant. She didn't like going to a shampoo shop outside, so she wanted to cut her hair short.

Ji Chenhao refused, and promised her that he would wash and blow for her every time, so she reluctantly agreed.

It's just that it's okay to ask President Ji to wash her hair, let's blow her hair. Look at the familiar technique, and you'll know the answer.

"Did Ajie say how the baby is doing?" Luo Qiuan asked while rubbing his stomach with both hands, looking at the man's firm chin.