Pregnant grandson of first love

Before returning to China, Yun Qing had guessed that he would face such a situation, but he did not expect that this day would come so soon.

So Yun Qing refused without thinking about it: "If you want me to go on a blind date, you can avoid it. I don't want to think about those issues now. I focus on work. Besides, the cavities in the company haven't been pulled out yet. How can I talk about it with peace of mind? What about love?"

"Caves or not, can't you speak nicer?" Yun Mu glared at Yun Qing who was sitting on the sofa with big lala, and after thinking about it for a while, she sat next to him and said earnestly, "Xiao Qing, your uncle and the others should teach you a proper lesson. It's all right, if you drive them to a dead end, your grandparents will find us again."

Father Yun sneered inexplicably: "They came to question me about the board of directors tomorrow morning at noon today, I guess they heard the news from my elder brother."

"Of course, this is not the key point. The important thing is that you can't waste all your energy on these insignificant things." Yun Mu took over Yun's father's words and continued, "You are already 32 years old. You are old and young. My father and I are friends. Our children are already married at your age, so you also want to find someone to spend the rest of your life with? You can’t live with your parents forever, can you?”

Father Yun still nodded in a dignified manner.

Yun Qing looked at Yun Mu's face full of worry and exhaustion, and felt a little sad in his heart. He raised his hand and smoothed the wrinkles between his mother's eyebrows with his fingertips, and sighed inaudibly: "It's important for me to have a family. , it's still a bit early."

Hearing that Yun Mu frowned even more, Father Yun seemed to want to say something, but Yun Mu, who suddenly thought of something, spoke first: "Could it be...you still think about that Qin Hai?"

"How is it possible? Nothing!" Yun Qing was afraid that his parents would misunderstand, so he straightened up and shook his head like a rattle, "The relationship between me and Qin Hai is all about Chen Zhima rotten grain..."

Before the explanation was finished, Yunmu suddenly grabbed Yun Qing's hand, and looked at him with hope in her eyes: "In that case, then go and meet that girl. I have inquired about it from people. She is a girl with excellent conditions in all aspects. If you don’t try it, how will you know if there is any result? Your father and I are getting older, and I also hope that you and your sister will get married and have children soon, that’s fine. It fulfilled our wish to have a grandson.”

For a moment, what Yun Qing wanted to refute was blocked by Yun Mu Xiyi's eyes. He moved his lips, but his mouth was so dry that he couldn't utter a word.

After a long silence, Yun Qing reluctantly agreed to Yun Mu's request.

Let's talk about his parents first. As for that girl, it's not too late to say it's inappropriate after we meet.

After receiving Yun Qing's affirmative answer, Yun Mu's eyes lit up instantly, and she was even at a loss for a few seconds, then she got up and said with a gentle smile: "Then you two, father and son, continue talking about business, and I won't bother you."

After talking about Mica, she left the study happily. Yun Qing absent-mindedly chatted with Father Yun about the company for almost an hour. When she returned to the bedroom, all the sleepiness had disappeared. Yun Qing lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Close your eyes and think back to what happened in the restaurant bathroom.

It seems that all the scenes are vivid in my mind, even the soreness of my legs and the strange feeling of the private part behind me are very real at this moment.

It wasn't until this time that Yun Qing suddenly thought of a question.

Why this time he was sober and having sex with Qin Geyan, the one who was pressed was still him?

Thinking of this, Yun Qing was in a bad mood at the moment, sat up from the bed, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table angrily, opened WeChat, wanted to drag Qin Geyan out and scold him, and suddenly recalled him Qin Geyan's WeChat account has been blocked.

However, the column for new friends was full of applications from Qin Geyan to add friends, and the remarks column was full of nasty words.

Yun Qing checked and passed the application. Almost at the same time their dialog box popped up, Qin Geyan sent a kissing expression, and the lines were full of surprise and joy—Brother Qing, you finally took care of me. still hurt?Sorry I didn't get it under control again today.

Two messages instantly appeared in the dialog box of the original space. At first, Yun Qing thought it was an automatic reply after the WeChat system successfully added friends, but after a closer look, his face turned livid with anger, and he raised his hand and threw the phone on the carpet.

Damn Qin Geyan, he knew that that bastard's dog couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth, and he could hit the point he cared about most with just one word.

God just sent Qin Geyan to anger him, right?

Sitting on the edge of the bed and sulking for a while, Yun Qing knelt down silently and touched the phone back in the dark. The screen of the phone was black. He stuffed the phone under the pillow, lay down on the bed and forced himself to fall asleep. , However, the messy head could not calm down at all.

Just when Yun Qing was tossing and turning, the mobile phone under the pillow suddenly vibrated, and the sudden ringtone startled Yun Qing who was lost in thought.

Yun Qing picked up the phone and looked, it turned out to be a video request from Qin Geyan.

"..." Is this person insane?Yun Qing glanced at the [-]:[-] am displayed on the top of the screen. He seriously suspected that Qin Geyan became more and more ill after his head was pinched by the door. He didn't even feel sick when Qin Hai was with him before. So unscrupulous.

Yun Qing lay on her back on the bed, holding her mobile phone high with one hand, and pointing out rejection with the other.

And the next second...

Qin Geyan, who was wearing a white nightgown, appeared on the screen. He may have just taken a shower, his black and soft hair was wetly stuck to his head, and the bright yellow light illuminated his delicate facial features very clearly. Very shallow, because of the angle, it is half-closed and looking at the camera, looking lazy and casual, with thin lips slightly raised.

Water droplets kept running across his cheeks, flowing down his neck and chest, and finally disappeared into the depths of his nightgown.

It's just that such an alluring picture of a beauty coming out of the bath makes Yun Qing not even have the mind to appreciate it at all. At this moment, all his attention is placed on the small square in the upper right corner of the phone screen, and what is shown in that square is exactly him. Yun Qing's face, the bedroom without the lights turned on was completely dark, only the light blue fluorescent light from the screen sprinkled on Yun Qing's face, making him look extraordinarily eerie.

The light blue face just filled the entire lens, and both eyes were still staring blankly at the screen of the mobile phone. It was so ugly that Lian Yunqing was so proud of it. Value cannot be saved.

At this moment, Yun Qing himself thought that he had seen a ghost, and it was a ghost that was so ugly that it frightened people to death.

Qin Geyan on the other side of the video screen obviously didn't expect Yun Qing to appear on the screen with this appearance, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Qing, did you forget to turn on the light?"

The strong appearance contrast between the two faces on the screen almost blinded Yun Qing's eyes. Only at this moment did he realize with grief that he had swiped the rejection to accept just now, and the ugly face in the small square made Yun Qing He even wanted to kill himself by swallowing a sword, but what was amazing was that he kept calm.

"What's the matter?" Yun Qing asked blankly.

"It's nothing important, I just want to see if you're asleep." Qin Geyan walked to the cloakroom while talking, picked up the hair dryer and seemed to think that there would be noise, put down the hair dryer calmly, turned around and sat down On the sofa, she said in a coquettish tone, "We have been separated for almost five hours, I miss you so much, Brother Qing."

Yun Qing struggled to endure his ugly face in the video, and continued to pretend to be calm: "And then?"

"There's no more..." Qin Geyan smiled, and then pulled the screen closer, as if he was looking at Yun Qing's face carefully, and after a while he said in surprise, "Brother Qing, why is your face blue? You are so cute."

The corner of Yun Qing's mouth twitched: "Qin Geyan, I have something to tell you."

"Brother Qing, tell me." Qin Geyan immediately pretended to be listening.

After a while, Yun Qing's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth with a fierce look in his eyes and said, "I'll fuck you, you hurry up and die!"

After finishing speaking, I hung up the video and turned off the phone.

It seems that the whole world has quieted down.

It's a pity that in the remaining few hours, Yun Qing still didn't get a good night's sleep. He had nightmares intermittently. In the dream, he was as ugly as in the video, while Qin Geyan was still tall and handsome in a white nightgown, surrounded by beauties. Immediately after the dream scene changed, the ugly Yun Qing was already face to face with the handsome Qin Geyan.

Qin Geyan smiled cheerfully, pointed at Yun Qing's face and said: "Brother Qing, you look so funny, I didn't expect you to be so ugly, alas, why is your face blue? Huh? I've never seen a blue face before!"

It was at this moment that Yun Qing woke up, jumped up from the bed suddenly, his face was covered with sweat.

After the thoughts gradually came back, there was a knock on the door. It was Yun Shuyan who woke Yun Qing up. The board meeting was scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning, and Yun Qing, as the host of the meeting, needed to arrive in advance to prepare some more private materials.

Yun Qing managed to break free from the bewilderment. Seeing that the hands of the wall clock on the wall had reached 08:30 in the morning, she hurriedly got up, dressed and washed.

After packing up everything and finishing breakfast, it was already [-]:[-], and Yun Qing's car was still parked in his company, so they had to take Yun Shuyan's car to go to Yun's company together. Unconsciously, she fell asleep again in the driver's seat, and it was not until Yun Shuyan drove the car to the parking lot that Yun Qing was shaken awake.

Yun Qing looked tired, his face was so pale that there was no blood, and he almost hit the elevator door when he was riding the elevator.

After the two came to the office, Yun Shuyan, who had been paying attention to Yun Qing, finally couldn't help worrying: "You are in a bad state, are you sick?"

"I'm in good health. I've never been sick." Yun Qing sat down on the sofa, tilted her head listlessly and retorted.

"Have you had your physical examination this year?" Yun Shuyan poured a glass of warm water prepared by his assistant and handed it to Yun Qing.

Yun Qing took the water glass, took a sip and said, "Not yet."

"Then just after the meeting this morning, I'll accompany you to the hospital for an examination, and take a physical examination by the way." Yun Shuyan approached and touched Yun Qing's forehead, and continued after making sure that Yun Qing didn't have a fever, "I Seeing that you haven't eaten a few bites this morning, and your face is so ugly, don't be too busy to work and get sick."

Yun Qing held the water glass in both hands, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He felt that he was sick from being fucked by Qin Geyan.

But this sentence must not be said to Yun Shuyan, recalling that his appetite has not been very good these days, and he wants to retch from time to time but can't vomit anything, Yun Qing decided to go to the hospital to have a look, just in case If there is a stomach problem or something, it can be treated as early as possible.