ex husband always trying to get me pregnant

The wilderness in the outskirts of Beijing is surrounded by distant mountains and flowing water, surrounded by low trees.

Xia Yan and Cheng Xi were riding horses in front, Xue Chenxing and Xiao Fang were slightly behind, and then getting back and forth... until they disappeared completely.

Xia Yan didn't realize it, she just stared at Cheng Xi who had changed her clothes.

"Cheng Xi, have you seen Zhen Bafang Xia?" He asked happily.

The two strands of hair hanging on Cheng Xi's forehead fluttered in the wind, and he held the rein in his hand with a tall and straight posture. He looked ahead and said calmly: "Suppressing Bafang Xia? What is it?"

"You don't know?" Xia Yan rolled her eyes in confusion, "Then why are you dressed like this?"

"Is that so?" Cheng Xi looked down at himself, and continued to lie cheekily, "I practice martial arts or go outdoors on weekdays, so I wear it like this for the convenience of my movements." He asked Xia Yan back, "What's wrong?"

Xia Yan was even more confused, and said with a flat mouth: "For convenience, why don't you tie your hair up?" Pointing to his bald forehead and the scholar group on top of his head, it means that you should be like me——he dressed like this Three or four years younger, more cute and willful.

However, Cheng Xi had no intention of admiring it for the time being. He put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly. The sudden question that made him unprepared was spinning rapidly in his mind. After a while, his expression brightened, and he said, "Oh, that's right. When shooting an arrow, The hair on the front of the forehead can help judge the distance and direction, and enhance the accuracy of the head."

"Is that so? Then I want it too!" Xia Yan, the outsider, showed excitement after learning the trick, and grabbed the hair on the forehead with two fingers and pulled it out reluctantly.

Cheng Xi: "..."

Mr. Cheng, who had never told a lie, finally felt guilty, his handsome cheeks flushed slightly.

Shortly after.

Xia Yan stood with her legs apart, raised her chest and lifted her breath, stretched her left arm forward, and pulled her right arm back, pursing her lips and drawing her bow with difficulty, her hands trembling slightly.

He aimed at a tree five steps away, held his breath for a while, suddenly put down his bow and arrow, turned around and said depressedly: "Cheng Xi, not only can hair not help me, but it will block me, is it because I haven't practiced enough yet? "

In the breeze, messy strands of hair swayed back and forth on Xia Yan's smooth forehead and pretty cheeks, his eyes blinked uncomfortably.

Cheng Xi: "..."

Pretending to be calm, he walked forward, looked at Xia Yan with an aggrieved face for a moment, sighed, raised his hand to press his messy hair on the top of his head, turned around and came behind him, adjusted his position by pushing his shoulders and feet, and moved closer to the ear Side, bite the bullet and said: "That is an advanced technique, you should practice movement and strength first."

"Oh." Xia Yan nodded without doubt, and with Cheng Xi's personal help, he raised his arms and pursed his lips for the second time, but another gust of wind blew, and he stopped shaking his head again, turned around and pointed at the tip of his nose, looking up. The head said sadly and angrily: "Cheng Xi, this time it's your hair blocking me!"

Shuangfeng seemed to be joking with the two of them, blowing all the flowing hair of Cheng Xi's knight-errant style onto Xia Yan's innocent face, and sweeping it back and forth, as if a horse's tail was sweeping ashes from a beautiful white peony.

Bai Shaoyao looked at the horse with grievances, the horse pressed the top of Bai Shaoyao's head, was startled, and could only say: "The wind is too strong, learn how to ride a horse first, and then talk about archery in the afternoon."

Sit firmly on the lower body, exert strength in the waist and abdomen, control the rein to identify the position, and bend over to meet the enemy.

Xia Yan ran obediently for a whole morning, panting and sweating profusely, and his stomach was growling with hunger, shouting that he couldn't do it, and wanted to go to the ground to rest.

Cheng Xi looked at the sky, untied the burden he had brought and spread it under the big tree, laid out the cooked food and drinks in it, and said, "We will have a meal at noon, and we will go to my other courtyard in the evening, and we will have a good meal."

"Such richness is called dealing with it?!" Xia Yan trotted over in surprise, sat cross-legged, and yelled "Ouch".

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xi asked immediately.

Xia Yan wrinkled his face and said, "My butt hurts, my legs hurt, my feet hurt, my face hurts from the wind, in short, my whole body hurts."

Cheng Xi smiled patiently and said, "You will naturally feel pain when you practice for the first time, just get used to it."

Xia Yan made a random "huh", stretched out his hands, put them under the water bag Cheng Xi handed over to wash them, and eagerly ate them.

Cheng Xi was puzzled and asked, "Is it really good?" For him, this lunch was quite a job.With food stuffed in his mouth, Xia Yan twirled his fingers, and said vaguely: "Spiced vegetables and meat, fruit cakes, clear water plain wine, everything you need, it's a picnic on the ground! Of course it's good!"

He was imprisoned in the Tan Mansion since he was a child, and then he was Mrs. Cheng for half a year, and he was the prince until now. The outings and fun that are common to others are completely absent in his life.

Although Cheng Xi was smart, but due to his experience, he couldn't understand it for a while, just seeing Xia Yan eating happily, he couldn't move his eyes away.

He leaned over, gently wiped off the thin sweat from Xia Yan's forehead with a handkerchief, and brought some of his favorite dishes to his hand.

After the meal, Cheng Xi cleaned up the mess, Xia Yan took off his cloak and spread it aside, took off his shoes and sat on it.Cheng Xi looked back and said helplessly, "Take off your shoes again? This is outside."

"Comfortable." Xia Yan touched his feet together, and said confidently, "There is no one around."

Cheng Xi raised his eyebrows, "I'm not human?

"You..." The happy tone stopped abruptly, Xia Yan pouted and whispered: "It's not like you haven't seen it."

Cheng Xi was startled for a moment, his expression changed slightly, he said nothing, and walked to the river to have a breeze.

Xia Yan leaned under the tree and looked at Cheng Xi's silhouette. He was dressed in a strangely handsome manner. He couldn't help but marvel that the high-ranking and well-behaved Young Master Cheng could still be like this.He was fascinated by it, and couldn't help but said: "Cheng Xi, can you say, 'Fate comes and goes, where we depend on each other'?"

This is the famous saying of Zhen Bafang Xia.

Cheng Xi thought he was waiting, but he still wanted to harden his mouth, and asked with a straight face, "Why?"

Xia Yan frowned, twisted her body slightly, "Oh, just say it."

Cheng Xi first preached according to the scriptures: "Fate comes and goes, where do we depend on each other."

Xia Yan was not very satisfied, and said: "The tone should be more unruly and chic."

In fact, Cheng Xi had practiced this sentence [-] times at home. At this time, he was very happy, but he still kept a step-by-step attitude, and said in a slightly rough voice: "Fate comes and goes, where do we depend on each other."

"The sense of vicissitudes seems to be a bit too much..." Xia Yan muttered to himself, rolling his eyes, "Take some more, the kind with a slight smile."

Cheng Xi felt that he was almost coaxed, so he showed his best level and devoted himself much more than in practice. As soon as he uttered the eight words, Xia Yan sublimated. He turned from sitting to kneeling, put one hand on the ground and the other clenched his fist, looking at Cheng Xi His eyes lit up, "That's right! That's it! You say 'drunk Gao Gang, it's more interesting than anything else'! Say it, say it!"

Cheng Xi did as he said, and after a while, he said the famous lines of Zhen Bafang Xia all over again. Looking back, Xia Yan was sitting cross-legged under a tree with bright sunlight and staring at him with white arrow sleeves. , with a beautiful face and a radiant spirit, like a treasure.

"Cheng Xi, do you know how to dance your sword into a fan?" Xia Yan raised his hand and waved it from side to side in a serious manner, "Shua Shua."

Cheng Xi said: "That is an extremely high sword skill."

Xia Yan was a little disappointed, but Cheng Xi took out his sword from behind, smiled confidently, and said, "But I will."

Xia Yan: "!!!"

When the wind picked up, Cheng Xi's sword pointed a little, and dust swirled up. He circled and swept his feet, and his slender body leaped into the air!

Xia Yan involuntarily opened her eyes wide, opened her mouth slightly, and clapped out her hands, as if holding a ball in front of her, ready to applaud at any time.

Cheng Xi turned sideways continuously, and the long sword swept away, as if a huge folding fan was pushed out, and the dazzling sword shadow released its power one after another, shaking the river to turbulent, and fish and shrimp jumped out.

Xia Yan clapped his hands suddenly, and said in awe: "Good! Awesome!"

Hearing this, Cheng Xi pursed his lips and smiled, showing off his martial arts even harder. Sword skills, boxing skills, palm skills, and light kung fu appeared one by one. After the end, he walked under the tree. Xia Yan was already lying on his side on the cloak, and fell asleep tiredly. .

Cheng Xi watched quietly, and suddenly remembered that once in the past, the attendant said that Xia Yan had a stomachache and could not eat, so he wisely boiled a large pot of brown sugar water himself, filled a bowl full, and asked Xia Yan to drink it immediately .

Xia Yan tremblingly held the bowl, interrupted four times before barely finishing the drink, and then immediately said "I'm not in pain anymore", resolutely refusing to have another bowl.

Thinking about it now, he should just have a bloated stomach, drinking a big bowl of brown sugar water under such circumstances... Cheng Xi's eyes flickered, and he stopped thinking about it.

He took off his outer robe and covered Xia Yan, and when he covered his feet, he remembered that there was another time when he came home late at night, and as soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Xia Yan wearing a middle coat and a small blanket, with his head tilted and his knees hugged. Sinking in the soft chair, sleeping with the mouth slightly open, with the feet exposed, it is very cute.

As now.

The only difference is that at that time, Xia Yan’s face was powdered and her eyebrows were curved, her cheeks and lips were slightly orange-red, and her eyelids were more diverse, sometimes peach, sometimes light yellow, sometimes brown wood, and sometimes lake. Blue water green.Hair buns are also braided into twists for a while, tied into fish bones for a while, surrounded like clouds for a while, and scattered like willows for a while.

He was surprised that the makeup of the girl's family was so changeable, and he often praised it. Now that he thought about it, Xia Yan didn't seem very happy when she praised her. Even if she smiled, it was just a polite and blunt smile.

But at that time, he was obsessed with how to make his wife adapt to the newlywed life, and he failed to truly understand his wife's heart.

He worked very hard, but his efforts went in the wrong direction.

Today's Xia Yan's face is clear, there is no trace of ointment and powder, there are small cracks on his lips, his eyebrows are naturally slanted upwards, his hair is in a neat high ponytail, he doesn't care about what he says or does, and he sleeps on his back, which shows how strong he is Want to abandon the past.

That self cherishes and misses so much, but for him it is an unbearable past.

Cheng Xi sighed, leaned against the tree, bent his legs, raised his hands, and shielded Xia Yan from the light that shone on his face.

After waking up, Xia Yan was full of energy. She studied archery seriously all afternoon, and then went to live in a courtyard that Cheng Xi had bought earlier in the suburbs of Beijing.Xiao Fang and Xue Chenxing had already waited there, prepared fish and meat dishes, and prepared to eat hot pot and barbecue at night.

The four of them don't care about their identities, just like young partners out for an outing, they do it themselves, match each other, and have a lively dinner with laughter.

The wind blew away, it was late, Xiao Fang got up consciously and said: "I will clean up, Your Highness, Young Master Cheng, Chen Xing, you go and rest."

Xue Chenxing had a cheerful temperament, he pulled Xiao Fang's hand, and said, "We're in all directions, don't be busy, let's chat for a while."

With warm palms, Xiao Fang glanced at Xue Chenxing, his handsome face flushed slightly.

Cheng Xi's face turned dark, and he looked at Xiao Fang in surprise, then at Xia Yan, then at Xue Chenxing, stood up in surprise, and asked tremblingly, "What did you just... call him?!"