Abandoned woman from a wealthy family is reborn: husband, what about her face

Jun Ziyue wrapped her arms around Aunt Chen's wrist with a smile: "Aunt Chen, I have missed your food for many years, and I still drool in my dreams at night." She said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, Aunt Chen will make more for you today." While speaking, his eyes naturally saw Jun Ziyue's protruding belly: "There is still a little guy, and he will be a blessed one in the future!"

Mothers naturally like others to praise their children, although it may be the size of a fist at this time: "Aunt Chen, you are so kind! Wow!"

The villa is cleaned by servants every day. Since Jun Ziyue intends to live here permanently, Jian Ling asked someone to tidy up a sunny and well-ventilated room.

"Oh, not bad, Xiao Lingling is the best for me, your godson always likes this room~" Jun Ziyue walked around with a smile on his face.

Jian Ling's mouth twitched slightly: "Jun Ziyue, how do you know it's your son's?" asked.

Jun Ziyue chuckled: "I guess!"

"So, are you patriarchal?"

Forehead...

"Who favors sons over daughters? Anyway, I am also a woman in the new century, and this is not the feudal society in the early years. Isn't it just a habit..."

"Cough~ then you have a good rest, I'll go back and take a shower"

"Go, let's go" Jun Ziyue is a well-prepared pregnant woman. He took the plane early in the morning and was naturally very tired by this time. After Jian Ling left, Jun Ziyue lay on the bed and fell asleep for an hour. Then the servant came to knock on the door before waking up.

Walking down the stairs slowly, the table was full of dishes, and it was Aunt Chen's cooking.

"Come down!"

Jian Ling, who was already sitting at one end of the table, waved to Jun Ziyue who was drooling at the stairs with a funny face.

"Aw! It's coming!" Running down like a gust of wind, Jian Ling and the servants in the room were terrified, afraid that the pregnant woman would roll off the top if she was not careful.

"Miss Jun, slow down!"

Jian Ling frowned tightly at this time, and when Jun Ziyue sat down safely, she said with a straight face: "Jun Ziyue, what are you doing so fast? Won't you walk slowly? Do you know that you are not a People?" If something happened, would that man kill himself?

Hmph, Jun Ziyue, don't think that if he doesn't tell, others won't be able to guess whose seed it is.

"Oh, I'm hungry. It's all right, don't worry, your godson is strong. As my Jun Ziyue's child, he won't be so fragile!"

I really didn't expect Jun Ziyue to become so careless after she became pregnant.

I just don't know if the little person in my belly will grow up and run away from home in anger knowing that my mommy didn't love me so much.

Seeing that Jun Ziyue was fine, everyone finally felt relieved, and Jian Ling filled a bowl of soup and handed it over: "This is old hen soup specially made for you, drink it!"

"My God, what I dislike the most is these soups. It's old hen soup. It's too greasy. Xiao Lingling, can I not drink it?" Jun Ziyue is most afraid of this in his life.

Jian Ling looked at Jun Ziyue with a smile on his face, "What do you think?" she said meaningfully.

Jun Ziyue blinked: "Okay, can I drink it?" If I don't drink it, I don't know what Jian Ling will do to me.

He took the bowl and drank it spoon by spoon. Every time he swallowed it, he felt like swallowing poison, which was hard to swallow.

"It's a psychological effect. Aunt Chen's chicken soup is different from the outside. If you don't believe me, feel it carefully!"