I'm pregnant with the richest man's heir due to the birth control pill

After helping his son get dressed, Ji Hancheng went to the bathroom to take a shower. Tang Junyao was the first to finish taking a shower.

She would lie on the bed and read picture books to her son. In order not to neglect her son, she moved the small bed to one side of the big bed and placed them side by side.

Little Yuzi was lying on the little bed, holding toys in her hands, listening to her mother telling stories.

After a while, Ji Hancheng came out. The man was wearing gray silk pajamas. The cuffs were rolled up in two sections, and the sleeves of the pajamas were at the elbows.

The muscles on the arms are compacted together due to holding a basin of water, full of tension, and very masculine.

Tang Junyao stopped reading the picture book and fixed her eyes on him. Who would have thought that the richest man in the imperial capital would bring foot washing to his wife at home and help with massage every night.

Maybe no one would believe it if I told it.

Ji Hancheng put the foot-washing water at the foot of the bed, then went to get a small stool and sat on it again, as if he was ready, "Yao Yao, come here, I will massage your feet."

Tang Junyao slowly got out of bed and walked to the end of the bed to sit down. He took off her shoes, slowly lifted her feet and put them in the water, "Is the water temperature okay?"

"It's not hot. This is not the bucket from yesterday. Did you buy another one?" The color is the same, but the material is different at first glance.

As for why you don't buy an automatic massage bucket, it's not because a man said he wanted to serve it personally.

His hands gently pressed her feet in the water with skillful movements, and his deep voice came slowly, "This one has a constant temperature, the previous one didn't."

It gets cold after soaking in it and is not useful at all.

Out of love, Tang Junyao leaned forward and kissed Ji Hancheng's forehead. She sat higher than Ji Hancheng on the bed and leaned just enough to kiss his forehead.

The man who received the strong love raised his head and kissed her lips directly, twisting and turning.

Not far away from the bedside, Little Yuzi heard the sound of water and was about to get up to join in and play with the water. Before her calves could step out of the crib, Ji Hancheng ordered her to stop her, "Lie down."

Little Youzi pursed her lips with a dissatisfied look on her face. She had been deeply in love recently and became a lot more courageous. She glared at Ji Hancheng and lay down directly.

The boy glared at me, and Ji Hancheng felt provoked, "You brat's temper has gotten worse recently. I think his skin is itchy."

Tang Junyao laughed, "That's because he knows you love him and won't hit him. He has a good eye."

Han family.

After receiving the message, Han Yue took Han Guoguo home. A confused Han Guoguo was wandering around the living room, pacing back and forth with his hands on his hips.

I am very puzzled as to why my brother is so crazy.

Han Yue walked quickly to the stairs and stopped, turned around and shouted to his sister who was pacing in the living room: "Can I ask for leave tomorrow?"

"? What, where am I going to appear?"

Han Guoguo continued to put her hands on her hips and looked at her brother on the stairs.

"Blue City." The words were concise and to the point.

Han Guoguo thought she had heard wrong, but then she thought about her brother's state at night and asked, "Did something happen to Xixi?"

"Ah."

"Get ill."

Han Guoguo: "What's the disease?" It's probably not a common cold. You can tell by looking at her brother's anxious look.

Han Yue paused at the top of the stairs without taking a step, "Fever."

As a doctor, Han Guoguo felt that fever was not a big deal. If it was a cold or a common cold, this would happen. Could her brother be too nervous?

Showing off the professionalism of a doctor, "Brother, why don't I tell you about fever? If other skills of the body don't appear..."

"Can you please take leave?"

Han Yue interrupted his sister's ramblings, and wanted a chance to show off, and asked again, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

You definitely can't ask for leave. With the identity of the Han family, you can ask for leave in minutes, but is Han Guoguo that kind of person? She is definitely not.

She has been overdrawn recently in asking for leave, and the HR department's eyes turned dark when she saw her. One time it was her brother's wedding, and another time it was her best friend's wedding. The reason for asking for leave this time could not be because she was getting married.

I didn't know where my boyfriend was, so I quickly went through the reasons in my mind.

Han Guoguo put down her hands on her hips and walked up the stairs, side by side with her brother. She stood on tiptoes and hugged her brother's shoulders. "I won't go. You can go by yourself. I am the one who has to go to work. You are the one who has to go to work." We are two people who want to inherit billions of assets from different walks of life."

Han Yue did not shake off his sister's hooves, "Speak humanly."

"I've taken a lot of leave recently. I can't take any more leave, otherwise it won't be good if I'm too popular in the hospital. Besides, I'm still black and red."

Although black and red are also red, she didn't want to be so high-profile. The title of Card Point King is enough and cannot be increased.

"Can I sleep alone at night?" The Han family is such a large area, so this girl will inevitably feel uneasy sleeping alone. Mother Han and the others don't know how many days it will take for them to come back.

Han Guoguo looked around. There were servants and bodyguards downstairs, and there were layers of fortresses outside. "What a big deal. Look, it looks like an iron barrel outside. Even flies can't get in. I can still be resisted by ants." Now, feel free to go."

This doesn't sound right to me, so go ahead. Han Yue sounded like he was gone, but he was pressed for time so he didn't want to break up with the girl. He took off his sister's hand and said, "Let Xiaoshuai deliver it tomorrow. Don’t drive there secretly, and don’t go to the dock alone until I’m back.”

Most of the people on the pier are men. There are only a few clerical workers who are girls, but they basically don't come out at the factory.

"I know, I know, I'll wait until you come back.

"Han Guoguo promised obediently and waved her hands.

If Sister Lu and the others come back, she won't go. It's too boring there. There is no place to go except for aerobics, watching uncles unloading goods, and chatting.

Within a few minutes, Han Yue packed up his things and went downstairs. Standing downstairs, he shouted to Han Guoguo upstairs, "Stop being such a monster."

"Oh, I know, I know, go ahead, go ahead."

Han Guoguo looked like you can rest assured.

After Han Yue walked out of the villa, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. It was to Xiaoshuai, "Tomorrow there will be four more people in the dark."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and told the bodyguard at the door, "Don't let the young lady go out at night. You must get my permission before going out."

The bodyguards all responded: "Okay, Master."

5 hours later.

Han Yue's car stopped at the entrance of the manor. He glanced at several entrances and called Lan Yunchen, "Hey, I want to see her."

Lan Yunchen on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, "It was pretty quick."

After speaking, the phone was hung up. After a while, the bodyguard at the entrance answered a call. There was no doubt that the call was from Lan Yunchen, and the entrance was quickly opened.

Han Yue's car drove into the manor.

It was already early in the morning, so he didn't knock on the door. After getting off the car, he stood at the door and waited for Lan Yunchen to open the door. If he could let him in, he would open the door. This was what Han Yue thought.

Sure enough, the door opened after a while. As expected, it was Lan Yunchen who was wearing home clothes. Seeing Han Yue's dusty appearance, Lan Yunchen smiled and said, "You're in a hurry. Are you going back tomorrow?"

"Yes." On the way here, Sister Lu sent a message saying that she needed to sign a document for him tomorrow. The Han family always put their credit first in doing business, so they couldn't break their promises this time. They could only go back to what they had agreed to do.

I will definitely leave tomorrow.

This made Lan Yunchen feel a little softer, and he also thought highly of Han Yue. His sister had a fever and could take a four-hour flight to come directly. He just wanted to accompany her for a while and would go back tomorrow. He remembered this intention.

There was no expression on his face, he said calmly, "Come in."

Han Yue's steps were very light, knowing that the Lan family couple was asleep.

Lan Yunchen led Han Yue to Lan Yunxi's room. This was also the first time Han Yue went up this staircase.

Opening the door of Lan Yunxi's room, Lan Yunchen did not go in, but just stood at the door, "Come in, do you need to wash up?"

"Thank you."

In just a few minutes, Lan Yunchen brought him new toiletries, then closed his eyes and closed the door.

Hearing the noise, Shen Muyun and Lan Chumu both came out of the room. Lan Chumu frowned and walked to his daughter's room worriedly. He was about to open the door, but Lan Yunchen stopped him, "Han Yue is inside."

Lan Chumu grabbed the door handle for a moment, then quickly took it back, with unspeakable emotions in her heart, "Did you come here because Xixi is sick?"

"Well, I'll go back tomorrow." This was a way of telling Lan's father that time was tight.

Shen Muyun pondered for a while, and finally said: "This child is quite measured in what he does. He is rushing back and forth just to take care of Xixi. Let's go. Yunchen, you should go to bed too. It's already early in the morning."

In fact, Xixi was ill and the whole family didn't sleep. Although only Lan Yunchen was watching over his sister in the room before Han Yue came, no one in the Lan family slept.

"Yeah." Lan Yunchen glanced at the closed door and left with his parents.

In Lan Yunxi's room, Han Yue did not appreciate the layout of the room. As soon as he entered the door, all eyes were fixed on the person curled up on the bed.

He approached gently and found that the little girl was frowning because she felt uncomfortable, and wanted to touch her. When he thought that he had not washed up after getting off the plane, he turned around and entered the bathroom with the toiletries given by Lan Yunchen.

After washing up, I took a look around at the cosmetics and placement on the little girl's sink, and walked out of the bathroom.

The person under the quilt may not have completely recovered from his fever. His face was flushed and his brows were furrowed. Han Yue squatted half-crouched and touched Lan Yunxi's forehead with his hand. It was slightly hot.

He turned around and went to the bathroom again, took Lan Yunxi's towel and put it on her forehead. He moved a stool to sit on the edge of the bed, half-lying on the bed, and reached out to touch her eyebrows.

Smoothing it out bit by bit, each stroke was extremely gentle, each stroke was filled with heartache, and even his brows kept furrowing.

The little girl no longer had her usual lively and cheerful look. She was now extremely nervous, and her face was full of fatigue. It seemed that her body was overdrawn after being sick for two days.

The towels were changed one after another, and the medicine took effect. Lan Yunxi was very hot and kicked off the quilt, stretched out one leg, and then took his hand to the outside of the quilt. Han Yue touched it and it was covered with sticky sweat.

The little girl loves to be clean and fresh, so I can only wash the towel again to help her wipe it clean.

Holding a towel in one hand, he slowly picked up her arm and wiped it bit by bit with the other hand, very carefully, for fear of waking her up or hurting her, as if he was holding a rare treasure in his hand.

The sweat on his body was wiped clean and he felt much refreshed. Lan Yunxi's brows slowly relaxed, and Han Yue used his hand to check that his forehead was no longer hot.

Still worried, I took the thermometer on the bedside and measured it on my forehead. It was 36 degrees 7, which was normal.

His hanging heart relaxed, and he no longer frowned. He covered the little girl with the quilt, held her hand with one hand, propped it on the edge of the bed, and kissed the back of her hand with his lips, feeling extremely distressed.

The comfortable temperature spreads to Lan Yunxi's body through the palm of his hand, and two people in love can always feel each other's breath.

Lan Yunxi didn't open her eyes. She didn't know whether she was talking in her sleep or in a semi-awake state. She muttered with an aggrieved look on her face, "Brother Yue."

Hearing this, Han Yue opened his mouth, held it with one hand, and stroked her face with the other, "Yes, yes."

Lan Yunxi: "Brother Yue..."

It seemed that the little girl missed her and was not conscious. She leaned forward and placed a reluctant kiss on her forehead.

It was as if the dry trees were moistened by a drop of rain.

But it cannot quench the thirst.

Time passed by one second, and it was almost dawn. The time agreed by Sister Lu and the other party was to sign the contract at 10:, which was still enough time.

The little girl's fever has subsided, but she is sleeping soundly now. She can't bear to wake her up, so she quietly leaves the room.