Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Is this going to require regular inspections?

Will there be no good days in the future?

Freedom, gone forever?

She wants to cry.

Aunt Lan was extremely happy. It was a good thing that the young master came here more often, which showed that he cared more and more about Xiaoqi.

She knew that this child had something to do with the young master.

An Qi changed into loose clothes.

I will be three months old in two days, my pregnancy symptoms are basically gone, I can eat, drink and sleep.

The two children in my belly are very well behaved and don’t make any fuss!

Maybe they know that their relationship with mommy only lasts nine months and they will be separated after birth, so they want to cherish this time.

When Lu Junyan came in, she was sitting on the sofa drinking black soy milk to supplement natural progesterone.

Seeing him, she grinned with an exaggerated fake smile and said, "Mr. Lu, you are welcome to come to our house for dinner."

Please don’t bother me again!

Lu Junyan curled up the corners of his mouth, half-smiling but not smiling, and said coldly, "I'm coming to my home, do you still need to welcome me?"

"..."

She choked hard.

I almost forgot, this is someone else's house, and she is the temporary guest!

With a smile, she sat back on the sofa and continued to drink soy milk.

Lu Junyan glanced at her.

She was wearing a long silk floral dress, which cost less than forty yuan from Xixi's cheap products. But paired with her pure face, snow-white skin and slender figure, she actually had a sense of high-end, and also There is an indescribable refreshing charm.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes fell on her pink mouth.

The mouth was soft, soft, watery, and moist, like rose petals with dewdrops in the morning.

He tasted it and it tasted...better than he imagined.

After drinking the soy milk, Xiao Zuier stretched out her pink tongue and licked it.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable heat from the stove and subconsciously unbuttoned his collar.

An Qi saw it and picked up the air conditioner remote control, "Mr. Lu, are you feeling hot? I'll turn down the air conditioner."

Lu Junyan breathed a sigh of relief.

This damn weather is really hot, and I get angry.

Aunt Lan made dinner.

She knows all the dishes Lu Junyan likes to eat.

"Master, prenatal education is very popular now. You should come over more often and accompany Miss An to give prenatal education to the children."

An Qi almost spit out the sip of soup she just took.

God, you must not come too much. If you can't come, don't come.

She wants to be free.

"Mr. Lu has so many companies to manage and he is very busy. There is no need to bother him with such a small matter. I can do it by myself."

Aunt Lan waved her hand, "How can the child's affairs be a trivial matter? This prenatal education requires both parents to work together, especially the father who cannot be absent. They must feel their father's love in their belly, so that they can grow up healthily."

She said it so seriously that An Qi couldn't argue, and she wanted to cry.

Aunt Lan, you are doing a disservice!

Lu Junyan glanced at her faintly, with sharp eyes and a hint of ridicule.

Want to trick him again?

On the one hand, he wants to refuse but on the other hand, he welcomes her, and at the same time, he lets Aunt Lan act as his mouthpiece. There are so many tricks!

"I have made an appointment with the doctor to take you for a prenatal check-up on Friday."

He deliberately changed the subject so as not to fall into the trap!

"Oh." An Qi responded lightly and buried her head in eating.

Talking too much will lead to mistakes. In front of the big boss, it is better to talk less and work more.

Lu Junyan took a sip of the soup, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "Is French food delicious?"

The tone sounded careless, but An Qi suddenly felt a chill coming to her face, making her feel tingly.

No way, last week's "accounts" haven't been settled yet?

"It tastes better than I thought." She replied cautiously.

A gloomy cold light flashed through Lu Junyan's eyes, "Don't you like eating Western food?"

An Qi secretly took a breath, and she really wanted to continue settling the scores.

The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, but how can the big boss be so small-minded that he can't even tolerate sand?

He grabbed a small braid of her hair and pulled it non-stop.

"I've never eaten French food before. The Western food I'm talking about is fried chicken burgers. I don't like eating these things."

Lu Junyan raised one corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer.

He talks all the time and doesn't tell the truth.

"When I go to Europe next month, you can eat French food every day."

An Qi suddenly felt a chill running down her spine. Why did this sound so scary?

Are you really planning to forcibly detain her until she gives birth and prevent her from returning to the country?