good night warlord

half a year.

It seems that the child in her previous life also came at that time, she can wait, and just use this half a year to maintain her relationship with Yan during the war.

Lin Fanyu took his assistant to the pharmacy downstairs, and after a while, Aunt Zhou came in with a tray. Gu Qingyi looked at the door for a long time, but did not see the figure of Yan during the war.

"Where's Shi Yan?"

"When I went upstairs, I saw Mr. going downstairs. Maybe Mr. has gone to the company."

Did you go to the company?Gu Qingyi was a little strange, but Yan was always meticulous during the war, and the same was true of his work. It was indeed because she delayed a lot of time at home today.

After thinking about it, Gu Qingyi picked up her mobile phone and made a call. The call was quickly connected, and a man's deep and sexy voice came from over there:
"Hello, Qingyi."

"Husband, you haven't left yet, have you?"

"Ah."

"Then you go upstairs."

"Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, something is very important."

He hesitated for a second, and then responded in a low voice: "Yes."

"I'll wait for you, husband."

After hanging up the phone, Aunt Zhou asked curiously:
"Young Mistress, do you have anything important to tell your husband? It's the same if you tell us what Mistress wants, and we will do our best for Mistress."

Gu Qingyi smiled and said nothing, but arranged her hair so that she would look beautiful even when she was lying on the bed.

After a while, Wartime Yan really came up as promised.

The crisp fabric of the ink-colored suit elongated his figure. A simple white shirt was used as the base, and was bound by a delicate black belt. His waist was strong and his legs were sky-high. This is her husband.

The husband in the suit is so handsome.

During the war, Yan keenly noticed that the girl looked at him with hot eyes, and the cold feeling in the eyes due to the previous guess dissipated a little. Seeing that the brown sugar ginger tea in Aunt Zhou's hand had not moved, he frowned. , striding over:
"This tea is only effective if you drink it while it's hot, why is it still hanging out?"

Aunt Zhou wanted to explain, but Gu Qingyi had already spoken:

"It's because I think it's too hot, so it's okay to let it dry out.

There was still a faint pain in the stomach, but it was not as severe as before. Gu Qingyi regained some strength, and when the man walked to the bedside, he leaned over and grabbed his palm.

His palm was big, thick, and warm, with a slightly rough frosted feel, which could completely cover her little hand.

"Honey, come here, I have something to tell you."

Gu Qingyi raised her chin, her big eyes looked darker and clearer under her pale complexion, and she looked at him without any impurities.

During the war, Yan glanced at the hand being held by her, and the girl pulled him into a bend with all her strength.

"what's up?"

The man's words were still in his throat, and a soft kiss was printed on the left cheek. The girl's warm lips were printed and then quickly parted, but he felt a feather fluttering gently on the tip of his heart .

"Be careful on the way to work, I'll wait for you to come back."

Lu Qingyi's face was slightly red, but she concealed her rapid heartbeat and pretended to be calm.

During the war, Yan's eyes froze, and he looked at her deeply:
"You asked me to come up for this?"

"Yes, we are husband and wife. If you go out in the future, no matter how busy you are, please tell me, otherwise I will worry if I don't know where you have gone."

Listening to her request during the war, Yan felt that it was very strange.

In the past, her request would only be, Yan during the war, stay away from me.

Wartime Yan, don't touch me.

Wartime Yan, sign the divorce agreement quickly.

……

Gu Qingyi was a little surprised at his reaction, he frowned, his unrestrained aura spread unscrupulously, with a strong sense of oppression, and his eyes were clearly probing, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

If Gu Qingyi hadn't been used to his violence and temper, she would probably have panicked under such sharp eyes, she simply turned her face up and let him look at him openly.

He changed the core himself, he is not used to it.

Raising her hand to caress the center of his frowning brows, soothing with her soft fingertips, Gu Qingyi sighed:
"Husband, don't keep frowning, okay? When the time comes, our children will follow your frowning and become little old men."

I don't know if this sentence hit the man, but Gu Qingyi felt his eyes blur, and then the man's fiery kiss fell down.

During the war, Yan's heart was agitated. When he was at the door, he heard her say that she wanted to take care of her body and prepare for pregnancy. He was not sure who she was going to have a child for, but she just said that she didn't want her child with him to inherit his child. The fault of becoming a bad old man.

What she wanted to conceive was his child.

He was Yan's child during the war.

Gu Qingyi passively endured his intrusion, different from the sudden overbearing in the morning, this time, he carefully pried open her white teeth and brushed her lips, making her palpitate endlessly.

Aunt Zhou on the side covered her eyes secretly. Mister looks cold on weekdays. She didn't expect to be so disregarded when she became emotional. Should she leave secretly first, but she was afraid that it would be bad if she made a noise.

Aunt Zhou tried her best to reduce her sense of existence, hoping that neither her husband nor the young mistress would find her.

After a while, Gu Qingyi, who was already a little flustered and short of breath, was let go by the man. Gu Qingyi glanced at Aunt Zhou who was still standing aside, her face turned red instantly, and shyly pulled off the thin quilt to cover herself tightly.

Seeing her embarrassment during the war, Yan remembered that Aunt Zhou was still there, and was reluctant to let others see her shame. The man reached out to take the brown sugar ginger tea from Aunt Zhou with a natural expression and said:

"Aunt Zhou, go down first, I'll feed her."

Aunt Zhou cheerfully agreed, with joy in her voice that she didn't even want to hide:

"Okay, I'll go down first. Doctor Lin said that after drinking ginger tea, the young mistress can have a good sleep and feel cold."

"Ah."

After a while, Gu Qingyi, who was covered in a thin quilt, heard the man's voice with a hidden smile:

"Okay, come out, Aunt Zhou is gone."

Gu Qingyi pressed down on the quilt, peeped out a pair of big eyes, and lifted the thin quilt after confirming that Aunt Zhou was not there. Her small face was still red, and her lips were slightly red and swollen from the previous kiss. Darkness gradually appeared in Yan's eyes.

"It's all your fault. I won't have the face to see Aunt Zhou again."

When someone sees making out, or someone she knows very well, the crimson color on Gu Qingyi's face becomes brighter.

During the war, Yan took a spoonful of ginger tea and fed it to her mouth, his voice was a little hoarse:
"Aunt Zhou doesn't talk too much, and she also hopes that we can...have a child as soon as possible."

Gu Qingyi saw the lust rolling in his eyes, and tightened some corners of the quilt with her small hands.

During the war, Yan knew that she was not feeling well now, and it was not the time to talk about it, so he changed the subject:

"Aunt Zhou said that you want to go back to Han University to continue your studies?"