unscrupulous pregnant woman

Cheng Yuan's feelings are like water in a dam. Before the gate is opened, he is calm and self-disciplined, and no one can disturb his mind, but if the gate is opened, it will be choppy and out of control.

He thought that he would never meet the person who could open his heart, but Han Yang, the proud fire phoenix, broke into his life without warning.

The two lived peacefully in the countryside at first, and got to know the neighbors around. Although some people were curious about their origins and even speculated about their relationship, fortunately, the simple country people couldn't think so much.

Han Yang only said that the two were brothers and they were here on vacation.

Aunt Wang next door smiled and said, "Oh, you are really rich. Don't go to Sanya and Maldives, come to our remote village for vacation."

Cheng Yuan didn't speak, and sat beside him picking vegetables while listening to Han Yang talking to others: "You don't know, the vegetables in this country are all natural, where can I find them? Are there any in Sanya? Are there any in the Maldives? No."

"You said that right in my heart." Aunt Wang slapped her thigh, "You said that during the peak tourist season, everyone will go to that scenic spot. When you get there, the food is not fresh, but you will live there." It's not comfortable, what are you trying to do?"

"Isn't it?" Han Yang looked back at Cheng Yuan with a smile, and said, "Our brothers like this place with mountains, water and woods. The villagers are simple and the wind is comfortable."

These few short words made Aunt Wang very happy. After dinner in the evening, Qi Hailong came over with a box of poker.

The three sat on the carpet, fighting the landlord around the coffee table.

After getting in touch with him for a long time, Han Yang liked Qi Hailong quite a bit. He is a little clever, and he can read his face. He usually speaks in a loud voice that can be heard from a distance.

Unlike those people in the company, this person has a simple and honest smell, just like that pickle, smells bad, not attractive to others, eat it, the taste is okay.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Han Yang was unlucky, lost all the notes, and dropped the card with a slap: "Three belts and one!"

Cheng Yuan squeezed his cards, looked back at Qi Hailong, and shook his head: "I'm sorry."

Qi Hailong drooped his head and carefully broke the poker, hissed: "No, the king hasn't come out yet. He doesn't have it, and I don't have it. You have no reason to be sorry."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push away Cheng Yuan's cards, and Cheng Yuan held the three, two, and two kings in his hands in an orderly manner, and he didn't intend to let them have room to display their abilities at all.

"Damn it! Let the water go!" Qi Hailong threw down his cards and yelled not to play.

Han Yang stretched his head to look over, patted his thighs and raised his head, laughing loudly, and leaned in front of Cheng Yuan meanly: "Not bad, little comrade, very self-conscious."

Cheng Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly, put his head down and smiled and packed up the poker, then pinched Han Yang's face back: "Who is like you, who dares to snatch the landlord with a bad hand, is it stupid?"

"It's not stupid." Han Yang patted his hands off and rubbed his face: "This is called making noodles."

"I don't accept it!" Qi Hailong rolled on the ground and sat up, "One more game!"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, two gunshots were fired suddenly, the surrounding glass was shattered, and the lights of the whole villa were instantly extinguished.

Cheng Yuan pressed Han Yang under him like a conditioned reflex, and rolled a few times to the back of the sofa. Han Yang's eyes widened and he struggled a few times.

"Don't move." Cheng Yuan looked around, saw figures flashing around the villa, and his eyes were deep: "It seems that someone knows that we live here."

"People from Wang Zhengyuan?" Han Yang exclaimed, turned his head and saw Qi Hailong leaning on the single sofa not far from him, and frowned: "What should he do?"

Cheng Yuan glanced at Qi Hailong and asked, "How is it?"

Qi Hailong shook his head, his face turned pale with fright, he turned his head and looked outside: "Who is it? Was it a gunshot just now?"

Cheng Yuan glanced at the fruit knife on the coffee table, carefully reached out to grab it, and then turned his head and stuffed it into Han Yang's hand, telling him, "No matter what happens later, protect yourself first."

After finishing speaking, he looked back at Qi Hailong: "If you are not afraid, you can fight with me. If you win, we will take you away. If you lose, we will not treat you or your family badly."

Qi Hailong was stunned for a while, looked around vigilantly, and slowly lay down on his stomach, half kneeling behind the sofa, drooping his head as if thinking, and raised his head solemnly for a long time: "If I survive, you remember to fulfill my obligations." promise."

Suddenly, a few men in black suits rushed in from the house.In the dark environment, it was impossible to see what these people looked like, but it was obvious that everyone came here for Han Yang.

Qi Hailong's side is going well, after all, people are not rushing at him, three punches and two kicks can also solve it.

But Han Yang’s side is not so optimistic. They are all masters. Although Cheng Yuan’s fists are more and more ruthless, the other party has lingering fears and dare not do it rashly, but after all, he wants to protect Han Yang, so there are inevitably some negligence. ,

When he didn't pay attention, he was surrounded by four people and fell heavily to the ground.

Han Yang is not a vegetarian either, and when he turned around in a hurry, he turned around and kicked, only kicking the man in black's neck.

Things in the room were smashed all over, and the three of them were more or less injured. Only then did they see the lights of the car outside slowly fading. After more than half an hour of silence, Qi Hailong fell to the ground with a hoarse voice. ask:

"They've all gone?"

Before Cheng Yuan got out of the guard, he pulled Han Yang to him stiffly, and said in a hurry: "How is it? Is there any injury? I'm going to drive to the hospital now, I'm now..."

"Cheng Yuan." Han Yang grabbed him and straightened his face vigorously: "I'm fine, look at me, I'm not hurt at all." When the four eyes met, Cheng Yuan finally exhaled slowly. , come back to God.

Qi Hailong was lying on the sofa with hands and feet together, looking at the sweet two people smacking their mouths: "I said you didn't pay attention to me, an innocent passer-by? Anyway, I was injured all over, right?"

Cheng Yuan laughed, stretched out his hand to hug Han Yang into his arms, and raised his eyebrows at Qi Hailong: "This is just the first step in working hard for your boss."

"Boss? Just him?" Qi Hailong pointed at Han Yang suspiciously.

"What's wrong with me?" Han Yang squeezed his waist, and stared at Qi Hailong pretending to be fierce, "If you don't recognize me as the boss, then you can go with him."

Qi Hailong laughed twice and didn't refute. Cheng Yuan dug out the medicine box, took out a bottle of iodophor and anti-inflammatory medicine and handed it to him, but was pushed back.

"It's common for us country people to be injured." He took out two plasters from the medicine box and shook them: "I'll just stick some of these." After speaking, he yawned twice, and simply sat in the guest room stayed.

Back in the room, Han Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, held a medicine box in his arms, took a cotton swab to carefully disinfect the wound on Cheng Yuan's face, wiped his mouth and said: "It can't be disfigured, so Such a pretty face, it's a pity to have scars."

Cheng Yuan reached out to hold his hand, and kissed on his lips: "I'm relieved that you're fine, it doesn't matter if you leave a scar or not."

Han Yang paused in his hands: "If you have a scar on your face, I don't want you."

"Then I'll tie you up and you'll admit your mistake when the day comes."

What Han Yang said lightly, Cheng Yuan naturally didn't take it seriously, instead he smiled to himself, pulled Han Yang to lie down, reached out and stroked Han Yang's hair slowly, and heard the sound of even breathing after a while.