After I was pregnant with a cub, I was spoiled by the rich and powerful [Cross Book]

Lin Yuan was pushed against the wall, his head tilted backward according to inertia, and bumped into Yan Ting's warm palm.

The face of the man in front of him was gloomy, with faint anger surging in his deep eyes.

Lin Yuan bent his lips and smiled innocently, "Why are you so angry? Didn't you give me a chance to cheat on me?"

Lin Yuan blinked, poked his head out from Yan Ting's side, and asked briskly, "Mr. Qin, do you still count on what you said before?"

"What are you talking about?" Qin Mian smelled the smoke of war, and was thinking about slipping away, when he was suddenly stopped, he didn't react for a while, and raised his eyes in bewilderment.

He happened to see a fluffy head protruding from Yan Ting's arms, looking at him with a smile.

Lin Yuan's lips parted lightly, and his tone was filled with gloom and resentment, "You used to say that your arms will always be open for me."

"Oh, that, of course..."

Yan Ting turned his head with a dark face.

"Of course it doesn't count." Qin Mian changed the topic quickly, "You should follow Yan Ting well, no one wants you except him."

"That's not necessarily true." The corners of Lin Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, and he retracted his head with a smile.

Yan Ting's figure was one size bigger than him, and his broad shoulders covered him in his arms, blocking him tightly.

From Qin Mian's perspective, he could only see a few strands of curled hair shaking on Yan Ting's shoulders, but he couldn't see what the two of them were doing.

With his back against the wall, Lin Yuan pulled Yan Ting's palm and placed it on his abdomen, the smile on the corner of his mouth had already subsided, and his eyes were unusually calm.

Like a lake in winter, there is a thin layer of ice in the cold weather, and the wind blows, and there is no ripple on the lake.

Lin Yuan looked at Yan Ting calmly, the light was shining from above his head, and the shadows were reflected in his eyes.

He felt that Yan Ting was taking revenge on himself, because he had concealed the fact of her pregnancy and left without saying goodbye.

So, no matter what happens now, Yan Ting won't tell him.

A flash of self-mockery flashed in the light-colored eyes, and Lin Yuan grabbed Yan Ting's hand, forcing him to touch his belly, which could already clearly feel the appearance of pregnancy, and asked word by word: "Do you know what is the most taboo thing between husband and wife?" ?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't leave any time for Yan Ting to answer, and said to himself: "It's trust."

The corner of Lin Yuan's mouth curled into a sarcasm, and he suddenly laughed lowly, "But that's right, we are just boyfriends, we haven't risen to a marriage relationship, so we don't need to pay so much attention."

"Yuan Yuan." In Yan Ting's usually calm eyes, a few traces of panic emerged, and he reached out his hand to touch the little guy's face.

Lin Yuan tilted his head to dodge, the action was too hasty, he slammed into the wall and made a muffled bang.

In the next second, before he could even react, he was pulled into Yan Ting's arms.

The palm touched the part where he was hit just now, the movement was light and gentle.

This dog thing is like this, no matter how angry he is every time, he stays silent and just coaxes himself very gently.

But so what, the situation is still not resolved.

Lin Yuan wanted to have a big fight.

But Yan Ting's emotions were deep and restrained, and he couldn't argue at all.

One of them is a volcano and the other is an iceberg.The personality is completely two extremes, ice and fire collide, either the ice melts or the fire extinguishes.

"Yuanyuan, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt when you touch it." Yan Ting pressed Lin Yuan's head into his arms, muttering in his mouth, as if coaxing a child.

Lin Yuan really wanted to be angry, but he couldn't.

The anger rushing in his chest, when he heard Yan Ting's clumsy coaxing words, instantly deflated a few times like a leaking balloon.

Lin Yuan leaned on his chest expressionlessly, and exaggerated on purpose: "You covered the wrong place, what hurts me is not my head, but my heart. My boyfriend doesn't want me anymore, and my whole heart is shattered. "

He had just finished muttering quietly when his forehead was kissed.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't want you." Yan Ting didn't know which tendon was suddenly opened up, and his love talk skills shot up quickly, "It's too late for me to love my baby, how could I not want you."

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes at him, "Have you ever seen someone hand over a baby to someone else to take it out? Do you know that it's easy to lose a valuable baby. Especially good-looking and obedient ones like me."

As soon as the chatter box opened, Lin Yuan boasted that he was shameless, and said a lot, and finally grabbed Yan Ting by the collar, and asked him relentlessly, "Tell me, am I your favorite?"

"Mm, yes." Yan Ting's eyes were exceptionally gentle.

"Then am I the most obedient?" Lin Yuan pushed his nose up.

"Yes, baby is the most obedient." Yan Ting's eyes were full of connivance.

"Then should you tell me, what are you guys hiding from me?" With so many preparations, Lin Yuan finally revealed his ultimate goal.

The man in front of him was not as talkative as he imagined, but suddenly fell silent.

Yan Ting's facial features are tough, with a full forehead, a straight nose, and deep eye sockets. In terms of these points alone, he has a very affectionate appearance.

If anyone looks at it, it is easy to indulge in it.

But the two lips are very thin, and the usually slightly pursed curve is like a dagger flashing coldly, sharp and indifferent.

This is also doomed, Yan Ting is fickle by nature.There is nothing in the world that can come into his eyes.

Once someone pries his heart open, the treatment will change drastically.

The deep affection covered up by thinness will be devoted to that person.

And now, Lin Yuan is the only one.

"Yuan Yuan, then you have to promise first, after I tell you, you can't be overly emotional, let alone do stupid things." The reason why Yan Ting chose to hide it is because he feels that children are unstable and easy to get emotional, which in turn affects their health .

After the mild miscarriage symptoms appeared last time, the doctor told me that pregnant women must maintain a good mood and not be irritable or impulsive.

"You're so wordy." Lin Yuan pursed his lips, looked up at him, his eyes were full of disgust.

You are only 30 years old, not sixty, let alone seventy, you are more chattering than an old man.

Lin Yuan felt that he was obviously a very mature and stable person, but how could he become a mountain monkey jumping up and down in Yan Ting's mouth.

Yan Ting hugged him and didn't speak.

"All right, all right, I promise you." Lin Yuan wrinkled his nose, reluctantly compromising.

The sound of high heels knocking on the marble floor echoed in the corridor and rushed into the ears of the two.

Only then did Lin Yuan realize that he was at the bathroom door, he quickly let go of Yan Ting's collar, bent down and got out from under his arm, and walked to the private room without looking back.

Lin Yuan stepped over the threshold and turned around to close the door. Yan Ting's tall figure squeezed in, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him into his arms.

The second after the door was closed, Lin Yuan's back was against the door panel, and in front of him was the man's strong chest.

The bodies of the two are very close, there is almost no gap.

Yan Ting's scorching breath lingered on the top of Lin Yuan's head, and some of it splashed on his forehead, causing it to scald.

Lin Yuan blushed, and pushed Yan Ting's shoulder, "What are you doing? Stay away from me."

"You just said, who are you going to call husband?" Yan Ting's knuckle fingers pinched the child's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

You may be late to settle accounts after autumn, but you will never be absent.

I don't know if it's because the hot pot smell in the box is too smoky, Lin Yuan's eyes are wet, timid and pitiful.

He pursed the corners of his mouth, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, "I'm not calling you anyway."

"Say it again, who are you calling?" Yan Ting bent down, his thin lips brushed against his nasal bone lightly.The fingers pinching Lin Yuan's chin not only did not loosen, but also exerted force.

Lin Yuan gasped in pain instantly, and roared, "You know how to bully me, and you made me cry!"

He squeezed his eyes hard, but couldn't squeeze out tears.

Yan Ting's heart melted, no matter how cold his heart was, he couldn't resist such teasing.

The corners of the mouth curled up, and he said happily, "Why are you so cute?"

"What?"

Lin Yuan raised his head blankly, his lips brushed against Yan Ting's chin, just touching his lips.

"You fart!" Lin Yuan didn't move, but stuck to his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "How can boys be described as cute, but handsome."

"I know I'm handsome, so you don't need to praise...uh..."

Yan Ting didn't give the child a chance to brag, so he held the back of his head and launched a fierce offensive, deepening the kiss.

Lin Yuan's cheeks were rosy, his eyes were blurred, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.The body slid down the door panel, and was pulled into Yan Ting's arms again.

Two thumps.

The waiter who came to add food knocked on the door of the box with the menu.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

She knocked on the door again and asked, "Sir, do you still need to order?"

After a while, a soft voice came from the door, "No, no need."

The waiter didn't hear clearly, so he put his ear on the door panel and asked again, "Sir, what did you say?"

"I said no need." Lin Yuan bit his lip, curled his fingers to clasp the door panel, bent his thin back, and said softly and tremblingly, "I won't order any more."

"Okay, sir." The waiter didn't notice the strangeness, and turned to leave.

Ten minutes later, Yan Ting opened the door of the box and went to the counter to pay.

Lin Yuan slumped on the cushion, panting heavily.The sticky smell in the air was covered by the smell of hot pot in the thick fog.

He twisted his body and lifted his pants.Eyes secretly aimed at the door panel, checking it carefully, for fear of leaving traces.

When Yan Ting returned to the box, Lin Yuan was already fully dressed and holding an apple, gnawing on it like a little hamster.

His cheeks were still flushed, and he burned from behind his ears to the base of his neck.

Lin Yuan took a big bite of the flesh, puffed up his cheeks, and stuffed the rest into Yan Ting's hands.

Yan Ting didn't dislike it either, he took it and put it in his mouth to help the little guy with big eyes and small belly clean up the mess.

After he finished eating the incomplete apple that was bitten, Lin Yuan finally recovered, did not mention what the two of them did by the door just now, and stared at him with wide eyes, "Don't think you did that. , don’t tell me the truth.”

Lin Yuan grabbed an unused fork from the table, gestured twice in front of his stomach, and said with backbone: "If you change the subject again, I will stab your cub to death."

A fork is not too sharp to hurt anyone.Yan Ting didn't try to grab it, and let him play around.

Chewing slowly and swallowing the apple in his mouth, he threw the core into the trash can before saying softly, "Let's talk in the car later."

"Okay." Lin Yuan also felt that the hot pot smell in the room was not suitable for talking about serious business, so he reluctantly agreed.

He threw the fork on the table, got up and walked away.

But he forgot that he was tossed by Yan Ting with his tongue just now, and his body couldn't exert any strength at all.

Unable to stand still, his body swayed, and he fell into the man's arms.

Lin Yuan rubbed his head against his chest, muttering, "It's all your fault!"

Yan Ting didn't argue, and said with a smile: "Well, it's all my fault."

He kissed Lin Yuan's forehead, hugged him horizontally, and teased him deliberately: "Is that baby comfortable?"

Lin Yuan pursed his lips, grabbed the buttons of his clothes, and stopped talking.

Comfortable is comfortable, but you are too wavy!