Your Miss Su is blackened

After an hour, everything was calm.

Shi Zheng was lying in Fu Moxing's arms, and the thought of whether he was sick suddenly came to his mind.

After sleeping for such a long time, it stands to reason that she should be pregnant? !

If it drags on any longer, she will really collapse.

One day later in pregnancy, the risk of Yanyan increases.

……

After Fu Moxing went downstairs, he caught a glimpse of Shi Jinyan in the dining room, staring at An Tong's breakfast with his round eyes.

He curled his lips calmly.

At that moment, looking at the cute child and the warm picture, he couldn't help thinking——

If this little guy is really his son, the child Xiao Wan conceived five years ago, his life will be complete.

But four years old...

It stands to reason that if his son is still alive, he should be celebrating his fifth birthday soon?

It seems that the time is not so right.

The man was inexplicably agitated.

The movement on the second floor came to his ears, and he heard it and looked over.

It's time for the kite to go downstairs.

She was wearing a beige vest made of veritin, with trousers of the same style on her lower body, and pearl earrings on her delicate ears under her short hair.

The pair of simple pearl earrings became the finishing touch of her capable dress, bringing out the femininity of women.

Fu Moxing was fascinated by it.

Even, looking at her well-behaved and cold appearance, he unconsciously thought of the flushed face under his control in the lingering time under the bed.

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

When she went downstairs and approached him, the man rolled his Adam's apple: "Is it so formal?"

Shi Zheng was a little baffled, and asked, "Isn't that what I usually wear?"

It seems so.

Although she now has the status of an actress, her dress has always been more formal, giving people the impression that she is still the strong woman Su Wan who was all-powerful in the mall five years ago.

Fu Moxing said in a deep voice, "Today is a bit different."

"It's because you look at me differently."

"Well, let's go eat."

After saying that, he reached out his hand to stop the woman's waist, and led her towards the restaurant.

Shizheng took his hand off: "When Yanyan is here, you should not use your hands or feet, it will affect the children."

Fu Moxing glanced at her: "Okay."

"Mommy—" the little guy suddenly called Shi Zheng happily, and as soon as she looked over, her son's short legs came running over step by step.

Shizheng picked him up: "Are you hungry?"

"hungry!"

"Dinner will be served right away."

The little guy nodded sensiblely, and then looked at Fu Moxing with a smile: "Uncle Fu, since I came to your house, you have slept with Mommy every night, and I want to sleep with Mommy too, can you give her to me?" Me? Or, the three of us sleeping together?"

These words made Shi Zheng subconsciously look at Fu Moxing.

He had a gentle face, and even showed a gentle smile to the little guy: "I can't let you, I can consider sleeping together."

Shizheng, "..."

"That's great! Then I will treat it as Mommy and Daddy sleeping with me."

"can."

One big and one small, one sentence and one answer, making it impossible for Shizheng to speak.

Letting Yanyan watch her and Fu Moxing live under the same roof for a long time seems to have given him a wrong perception that Fu Moxing is his father.

She doesn't like her son's perception, but for the time being, nothing can be changed.

Three people entered the restaurant.

When Shi Zheng took care of her son for dinner, she was a little absent-minded.

While thinking about her pregnancy, she thought about ten o'clock, how to write the content of the revelation to maximize its effect.