Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Even He Jingyao didn't expect that the person who drugged him would be He Yizheng.

In recent years, he has been too sharp, but He Yizheng is just the opposite. He is extremely low-key and serves as He Yirong's right-hand man. He has never made any mistakes or made any mistakes.

Of course, He Jingyao would not think that He Yizheng had given up and accepted his fate, but he did not think about He Yizheng for a while.

It has to be said that He Yizheng's low-key style has been quite effective in recent years.

It's just a possibility, but it doesn't necessarily mean it's him... He Yirong reluctantly explained on the phone, He doesn't have to do this.

Ha... He Jingyao laughed, If he succeeds, I will be very angry. After all, even if you didn't administer the medicine, in the final analysis it is because you locked me in the study. So I will probably break up with you, This will give He Yizheng a chance. He has been pretending to be a good little brother around you these past few years, isn't he just hoping that one day you will be completely disappointed in me.

Maybe He Yizheng was fanning the flames in private.

Bad boy... He Yirong seemed to be stung by the word break, You should think carefully about how to reconcile with Zhuo Yuwei, and we won't go into this muddy water, okay?

He Yirong said earnestly, feeling really annoyed.

He Jingyao said in a calm tone: It is impossible for me to reconcile with him, but the He family can. It depends on your choice. After all, in addition to your son, you also have a good brother.

Can that be the same? He Yirong said angrily, Also, don't even think about resigning, I will never agree to it!

After saying that, He Yirong hung up the phone hard.

He Jingyao suddenly smiled and threw the phone aside when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

Zhixi walked to his side, consciously threw herself into his arms, and didn't speak for a while.

What's wrong? He rubbed her head.

...I feel sorry for you. Zhixi sighed, On one side is Zhuo Yuwei, on the other is He Yizheng...it's just internal and external troubles.

Well, how can I feel sorry for you? His voice was hoarse, and he lowered his head and bit her earlobe.

It's not the way to feel sorry for yourself! She blushed and grabbed his hand, not allowing him to mess around. Well, come out and have breakfast. Ziyi is waiting outside...

The man turned a deaf ear, held her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, and soon moved to her lips... As he kissed her, his breath gradually became messy.

He groaned suppressedly, and suddenly pressed her hard into his arms, speaking in a violent tone: There are still nine months... You are really not playing with me!

Zhixi couldn't help but smile: Not only...after the baby is born, I will need at least three months to recover...

That's one year. His eyes darkened and his tone was cold, I think having Xiaobao and one child is enough. I don't want this.

Zhixi couldn't laugh or cry: He Jingyao, don't talk nonsense!

... A man who is carried away by desire is completely irrational.

He cursed lowly, exhaled deeply, and rolled his Adam's apple several times before he managed to calm down.

Let's go out for breakfast. His voice was still a little suppressed.

Zhixi was still a little worried, so she grabbed his hand and put it on her belly, with a very serious face: You must firmly remember its existence.

The man suddenly laughed, his eyes soft: Okay, I remember.