Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Lu Junyan gently pinched her chin, "Third Aunt has her own ideas. She wants to turn a blind eye, so we shouldn't expose her and embarrass her."

"I know." An Qi shrugged, "I have a sense of propriety, but I think you men from the Lu family are too ruthless. It would be really unlucky to marry you."

Lu Junyan sweated violently, "Honey, except me."

An Qi glanced at him sideways, "Whether I can be exempted depends on your performance."

Lu Junyan put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Then how am I doing now?"

"It's not bad." She smiled and hugged his neck. In any case, this face was very handsome, and he was so handsome that people and gods were jealous of him.

"Would you like some fruit?" Lu Junyan stroked her head lovingly.

She nodded, and Lu Junyan went to prepare fruit for her.

She sat up, put on her clothes and went to the balcony.

Shangguan Xiaotian is playing with the children in the yard, and little rice cake is also there, crawling around on the huge crawling mat and having a great time following his brothers and sisters.

Lu Junyan came over with the fruit plate, placed the fruit plate on the table, and then sat down with his wife in his arms.

He picked up a straw and put it into An Qi's mouth. He glanced at the children downstairs and landed on the little pine cone.

"Honey, can you tell me the truth?"

"What truth?" An Qi raised her eyebrows slightly.

Lu Junyan took a sip of lemonade and said in a low voice: "Is Little Pinecone really your and Lu Haochen's child?"

An Qi choked and coughed: "You...what are you talking about?"

Lu Junyan was silent for a while, then peeled off a strip and handed it to her, "At that time, weren't you injured and were undergoing treatment? How could you be pregnant?"

An Qi didn't know how to answer. She didn't want to deceive him anymore, but she didn't want to tell the truth. After all, Lu Haochen was injured now. Making Xiao Songguo's life experience public at this time would undoubtedly add insult to injury for him. Adding insult to injury.

How could she do such an ungrateful thing to him?

"Haochen is little Songguo's father. Little Songguo loves him very much, and he also loves little Songguo."

The tip of Lu Junyan's tongue was sour, and the sourness of the lemon juice spread from the tip of his tongue to his internal organs.

"There are no secrets between us, right?"

An Qi's fingers holding the cup tightened slightly, and she glanced at him with a deliberately coquettish look, "How do I know that you are always the one with secrets, not me."

"I have nothing to hide from you anymore." Lu Junyan said decisively without hesitation.

"Oh." She responded.

"What about you? Do you have one?" He looked at her for a moment, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, as if he wanted to see through her eyes into the depths of her heart and pry into all her little secrets. ’s clear as day.

An Qi lowered her eyes subconsciously, her thick long eyelashes covering her twinkling eyes, lest they leak the secret.

"I...no, I never have a secret. I am as transparent as crystal in front of you."

Lu Junyan held her hand and said, "Okay, I believe in you, and I hope you won't let me down."

An Qi's fingers trembled subconsciously, and her heart instantly twisted into a ball.

She was afraid she would disappoint him.

If one day he knew the truth, would he be very angry and refuse to forgive her?

"Well...it's okay if you want to be Little Pinecone's father. If you treat him better and make him like you, he might be able to accept you as his father."

Lu Junyan hummed: "I'm not interested in being his father. It's not like I don't have a son. Why should I compete with others for my son?"

An Qi was speechless, "He is my son, and he is also a family member with you."