Boss, lend me a baby

Time seemed to stand still.

The beautiful accident made Tong Wanwan stunned for a moment, and she stared at him stupidly.

The scenery is so beautiful that it makes your eyes tingle.

When he saw this, his brows and eyes were filled with a joking smile: "If we had taken the initiative earlier, we would probably have avoided a lot of detours."

"How dare you take the initiative? You broke into a woman's room without permission and didn't even wear any pants. It's obvious that you don't have a tutor." Tong Wanwan retorted with shame and anger.

"I don't have a tutor?" he said lazily, "That's fine. You can suggest my mother to tutor me tomorrow."

After half a day, he was still standing naked in front of him. Tong Wanwan picked up the pillow and pushed it forward: "If you don't block him, believe it or not, I will kill you."

The pillow flew away, and while she was still thinking of a countermeasure, he stretched out his long arm and hugged her into his arms.

She came to her senses, whimpered, and shrank back into the quilt in a panic.

Then he also brought him into the warm bed and hooked him into the thunder and fire.

"Don't!" She pressed her hands tightly against his chest.

She hasn't figured out their future yet, and they are not suitable for such closeness.

But now that the two of them were closer, she felt that her brain was even more difficult to function.

She tried her best, but she couldn't match his long arms and legs, and she couldn't control the top but the bottom.

His big palm deftly passed through the hem of the nightgown and snaked its way in.

He caressed her extremely gently, as if he were facing a fragile porcelain doll, as if she were a treasure...

She hurriedly let go of his chest and hurriedly grabbed his hand. Instead, she completely fell into his arms and was made confused and fascinated by him.

Even if they are entangled in their hearts and the future is uncertain, the memory of each other's bodies has taken root and will automatically follow the body's desires.

It turns out that she cannot easily control her body...

He caressed every inch of her, followed by kisses, intimate and soft, igniting fire everywhere.

"No... okay." At the critical moment, she braked with difficulty, "With a fetus... you can't."

Feeling empty all over her body, she resisted the overwhelming need within her.

His whole body was tense, and he stopped for a moment with difficulty: "At this time, it's okay to be gentle."

"No." She refused nervously.

This primitive desire made both of them uncomfortable. But she had been looking forward to the birth of a healthy baby, and her reason prevailed.

Looking at her longing and dissatisfied little face, he felt sad and secretly laughed at himself.

He has been reduced to the embarrassing situation of competing with the fetus for love.

If there hadn't been the recent entanglement, she would have at least treated the fetus as equal to him, and wouldn't have refused so simply...

He stared at her with his burning eyes for a few seconds, then smiled slowly: "Okay, baby is more important."

Tong Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, but the feeling of emptiness was even worse.

She thought he had given up, but unexpectedly he changed his posture and dedicated himself to the Lord.

The main theme is self-sacrifice to satisfy pregnant women.

Seeing her contentedly looking at him with bright eyes and flushed face, he also smiled contentedly...

Finally, everything calmed down.

She looked at him quietly, feeling a little guilty.

Well, just because of his dedication to suppressing his desire just to satisfy her needs, her heart could no longer harden tonight.

Catching her peeping eyes, he snorted coldly and gently scratched her nose with his fingertips: "Liar!"

Her mouth would lie to him, but her body would not.

He also said that he thought about it and wanted to use a hammer. When it came to the desire for their bodies, the two of them were clearly evenly matched.

She arched into his arms and muttered: "To each other!"

"Both each other!" He smiled.

She thought for a while and resigned: "If we don't have a relationship from now on, can we just spend the night together?"

"..." He was speechless. What a bad idea, it really insulted his sincerity.

He felt a little sticky and had to get up to wash himself. But before going to the bathroom, he hugged her too.

After washing up, the two of them lay back refreshed and enjoyed the long-lost peaceful coexistence.

As he thought about it, Tong Wanwan began to lose focus and couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh?" He hugged her tightly and asked with his eyes.

She asked softly: "Have you not called your aunt recently?"

"No." He frowned.

It's a strange feeling that he can understand her now, but he still feels alienated from his aunt.

It was only strange that my aunt suddenly changed her style and hurriedly gave her the family property while his brothers were not at home.

Even if it was given to the mother of his biological son, the risk would be extremely high. After all, Ou Mingjing's example was too bloody.

"What about Xia Beicheng?" She looked at him expectantly.

Shang Yunting instantly understood what she meant: "You want me to find Xia Beicheng and contact my aunt?"

"You should contact my aunt. My aunt is really hurting you in vain." She complained, melancholy, "I really want to know the latest news about my aunt."

He was silent.

During that time, he was trapped in his own inner demons and unable to save himself.

He still can't accept this situation, and he feels betrayed to the extreme by family affection, which is so profound that he can't even look back now.

However, he heard a problem: "You mean you can't contact your aunt recently."

She nodded: "I haven't contacted my aunt since she left."

Xia Beicheng didn't answer her calls several times, which made her uneasy. This was the thing that disturbed her most, and she didn't dare to say it.

If there is good news about his aunt, Xia Beicheng has no reason not to inform her relatives.

Now she is particularly afraid that Xia Beicheng will contact her suddenly and hear bad news about her aunt.

"If you want me to contact my aunt, I'll call her now." He said softly.

After hearing this, Tong Wanwan quickly got up and looked for her cell phone.

She wished he would call right away, so that she would be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

Seeing her being so nervous, Shang Yunting was puzzled: "Are you worried about my aunt?"

"Of course." Tong Wan told him without looking back.

"She and Xia Beicheng traveled around the world hand in hand, and they were nothing more than a couple of gods and gods. Calling her would be a kind of interruption," he said.

"Ah?" Tong Wanwan slowly turned around and looked at him in surprise.

Why does he know this? This understanding was forced on my grandfather by my aunt in order to hide her illness.

Doesn't he know that his aunt is terminally ill until now?

She got the phone and quickly crawled back to him: "Didn't my aunt and Xia Beicheng meet you in Australia before she went abroad?"

"I've seen it." He nodded.

Her little face wrinkled up: "Didn't you talk about anything when you met?"

He recalled: "Although my aunt was stranded in Australia for one day and one night, she only saw me for less than ten minutes."

Tong Wanwan let out a cry, covered his face with his hands, and his voice leaked out from between his fingers: "It's broken!"

No wonder he has been unwilling to accept the fact that his aunt handed over Shangzhou Group to her.

It turns out that until today, he didn't even know about his aunt's helpless situation at that time.

"What's wrong?" He alertly understood that something was wrong and held her little face in his hands.

Tong Wanwan looked at him with tears in her eyes: "It's all your fault that you had to have a cold war with me for so long. It's also my fault that I didn't think of this, otherwise it wouldn't have dragged on until now."

"Wanwan, tell me quickly, what's wrong?" Facing her with hazy eyes, he became nervous.

Her tears fell: "My aunt is not in good health. She is very, very bad. She needs to rely on luck to survive."

"Huh?" he exclaimed hastily.

Tong Wanwan wiped his tears carelessly and put the phone into his heart: "Hurry up and call your aunt."