Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Mr. He, it was just an instinctive reaction just now. I really didn't mean it. Your lord has a lot, so you shouldn't care about me, a little girl, right?"

"What do you think?" He Junlin withdrew his hand and watched her respond maliciously.

"Then what do you want?" Yang Zhuoying bit her lip.

He didn't answer, and slowly approached her, his handsome face gradually enlarged in front of her eyes, and his lips were less than a finger away from her.

Yang Zhuoying wanted to back away, but just moved her body, the corner of her clothes was a little heavy, when she looked down, the corner of her clothes was caught by the little guy.

It's really a wave of unrest, a wave of another.

Glancing at the handsome face close at hand, she felt a little headache, "Please step aside, you don't want to wake up your son, do you?"

"Please." He Junlin's voice was a little low and magnetic, and Yang Zhuoying was dazzled by his voice.

Coupled with his handsome face, Yang Zhuoying was almost bewitched by him.

The confusion was only momentary, and Yang Zhuoying's reason quickly returned.

Sensitively capturing the flash of banter in his eyes, Yang Zhuoying pursed her lips and smiled softly, that smile was somewhat charming.

"Please."

He Junlin was slightly taken aback. Since the two met, they had been facing each other most of the time. She had never been so kind to him before.

Looking at her smile towards him, he vaguely felt a feeling similar to heartbeat.

Seeing his stunned expression, it was for this effect that Yang Zhuoying suddenly turned her face away, pointing to the door with one hand, her tone cold.

"I did what you asked me to do, now, please get out!"

The pink bubbles in the air suddenly burst one by one.

Before he came back to his senses, she suddenly jumped out of bed and pushed him out of the room extremely fast.

Her movements were done in one go, and when he came back to his senses, she had already been pushed out of the door.

'boom! ' With a bang, the door was thrown on his face.

"Woman, you succeeded."

After a long while, He Junlin's voice sounded, with a tone of anger and laughter.

Pushing him off the bed first, and then shutting him out, no woman has ever turned him away in such a rude and rude way.

If her goal was to get his attention, congratulations on her success.

"You're still young if you want to take advantage of my old lady." Inside the door, Yang Zhuoying raised a smug and flamboyant smile.

Thinking of how He Junlin was kicked out of the room just now, she wished she could look up to the sky and laugh three times.

So cool!
During the day, Depression, who was forced to sign the contract by that man, finally returned with revenge.

At this time, Yang Zhuoying was immersed in the excitement of revenge, but she didn't know that her impulsiveness had actually aroused his competitiveness, and ended up digging a big hole for herself.

early morning.

As soon as Yang Huan opened his eyes, he looked around blankly, not knowing where he was for a while.

He sat up, scratched his hair like a chicken coop, and remembered what happened when he went home with He Junlin yesterday.

Thinking that from now on, he can see Daddy every day when he wakes up, the little guy feels very happy.

By the way, where is Mommy?

The little guy got out of bed and was about to find Yang Zhuoying when he heard the door of the bathroom open and she came out.

"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

Noticing that she was covering her belly with one hand when she was walking, and her face was a little pale, the little guy walked over to help her worriedly.
"Mummy, it's okay." Yang Zhuoying reached out and rubbed her son's head, signaling him not to worry, "Go wash your face first, and you have to go to school later."

"I can wash my face myself, Mommy, sit down and rest first." The little guy asked her to sit down on the chair, indicating that he could wash his face.

"I'll take him to wash his face."

At this time, He Junlin walked in from the door, glanced at Yang Zhuoying with a haggard face and said.

"Daddy." The little guy obediently let him take him to wash his face and brush his teeth. Although Yang Zhuoying was a little worried, but his stomach was uncomfortable, he had to let him do it for him.

After washing up, the little guy walked into the room with short feet, and saw Yang Zhuoying lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Hearing the sound, Yang Zhuoying opened her eyes, and saw her son had finished washing his face, standing by the bed, looking at her worriedly.

"Mummy, are you sick?" The little guy stretched out his little hand and touched her forehead. It wasn't very hot, so it shouldn't be a fever.

"Mommy is fine, but my stomach is a little uncomfortable." Yang Zhuoying sat up and smiled at her son comfortingly, "Mommy, help you change your clothes and get ready for school."

"Don't force yourself if you feel uncomfortable. I'll send Huanyi to school later."

He Junlin's pleasant voice came, and he walked to the bedside, took a fixed look at her, and seemed to understand something.

Facing his insightful eyes, Yang Zhuoying blushed slightly, turned away and said, "No need, I will send Huanyi to school by myself, so I won't bother you."

"Huanyi is also my son, what's the trouble sending him to school?"

He Junlin's natural tone made Yang Zhuoying speechless, but she knew in her heart that he was doing it for her own good.

"That's right, Mommy, it's fine for Daddy to send me to school. You can rest at home. If you feel uncomfortable, let Daddy take you to see a doctor." The little guy told Yang Zhuoying old-fashionedly, making her laugh and cry.

After He Junlin took his son away, Yang Zhuoying didn't hold back, lay down again, and fell asleep after a while.

Ten minutes later, He Junlin walked into the room again with an extra cup in his hand.

Hearing the sound, Yang Zhuoying opened her eyes vigilantly, and saw him standing by the bed, looking at her indifferently.

"Drink it." Seeing that she was awake, he handed her the cup with a strong tone.

Yang Zhuoying subconsciously reached out to take the cup, glanced at the black liquid, and became more vigilant in her heart.

"What is this?" Could it be poison?

He bent down, his handsome face came close to her eyes, looking at the handsome brows so close at hand, she could only feel her heart beating wildly.

He stretched out his hand to cover her small hand holding the cup, gently moved it, and brought the cup to her mouth, "Drink it, it's brown sugar ginger tea, you'll feel better after drinking it."

Brown sugar ginger tea Yang Zhuoying blushed, how did he know her
Seeing her blushing, lowering her head, not drinking but holding the cup, his deep eyes seemed to see through her, and he said with a smile, "Why don't you drink, do you want me to feed you?"

"No." She glanced at him with complicated emotions, her tone was a little sour, "You know a lot about women."

He is a big man, but he knows this, and he doesn't know which girlfriend, or the credit of the girlfriends.

As if he didn't notice that she was eating, He Junlin said casually: "If you still don't feel well, go to the housekeeper. He also brewed this cup of ginger tea for you."

The tea is made by the butler, isn't he?Yang Zhuoying raised her eyes in surprise, she couldn't tell whether it was a sigh of relief or disappointment.

"Of course it's the housekeeper. Do you think I'm an adult who would understand this?" He Junlin raised his eyebrows.

"Well, okay." Yang Zhuoying took a drink and drank the ginger tea in one gulp, it's so spicy!
She drank too fast and started coughing. He stretched out his hand and patted her on the back, "How can you be like a child, even with a cup of tea." He said it disgustingly, but his hands were very gentle.

After drinking the ginger tea, Yang Zhuoying felt much more comfortable and her spirits were better than before. Looking at He Junlin, the sweet taste in her mouth seemed to spread to her heart