unscrupulous pregnant woman

The room is a double bed room, and most of the furnishings in the room are made of wood, which looks antique.

Han Yang took a shower, and when he came out, Cheng Yuan had already made the bed, turned his head to the bucket noodles of a certain master who had been soaked at the head of the bed, and said:

"It's overcrowded, the hotel doesn't have enough ingredients, and there's only this."

"It's okay." Han Yang wiped his hair, sat on the edge of the bed wearing big underpants, tore off the cover of the instant noodles, and took a sip of the soup with a 'suck': "I haven't eaten this stuff for more than a year, It tastes delicious even if you eat it so suddenly."

Cheng Yuan walked over and took Han Yang's towel, and wiped his hair neatly: "Don't forget to dry your hair after taking a shower, or you will have a headache tomorrow."

"After sitting in the car for so long, my waist is sore and my back hurts. I don't care whether my hair is dry or not. Hurry up, you don't have to work so fast and eat the noodles, it will be lumpy in a while."

Cheng Yuan turned his head and took out the hair dryer from the bathroom, connected it to the power supply, and buzzed Han Yang's hair.Feeling the soft strands of hair passing through his fingers and wrapping around his fingertips, Han Yang has been wrapping around his heart like a branch of vines for so many years.

For a moment, he suddenly felt sore eyes.

Han Yang pushed him with his elbow, and saw that half the bowl of noodles was gone: "Okay, my hair is dry, let's eat it quickly."

"Okay." Cheng Yuan bent his eyebrows and smiled, picked up the instant noodles and ate them in big mouthfuls.

He was indeed hungry, and his mental burden along the way was no less than that of Han Yang.

Moreover, Han Yang's subconscious concern tonight really flattered him.For many days, the two seemed to be in harmony, every step Cheng Yuan took and every word he said was like a sharp knife hanging on the tip of the ice, for fear of encountering Han Yang's Nilin at any time.

The iceberg gradually warmed up, and Cheng Yuan believed that as long as he worked hard, Han Yang would heal his wounds sooner or later and be full of warmth again.

"I have an idea." Han Yang sat cross-legged across from Cheng Yuan, "I want to set up a guarantee company for him in the name of Li Zong. After all, he knows this well, and the company doesn't have to do too much to guarantee him It’s enough to have something to eat.”

After Cheng Yuan finished eating the instant noodles, he took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, lowered his eyebrows and nodded in thought for a while: "Success, I will contact the relevant personnel to start operations after we go back."

Han Yang nodded.

"Yangyang, can you tell me your plan?" Cheng Yuan looked at him with burning eyes.

Han Yang's expression froze, and then he said with a smile: "I just plan to work hard and make Chaoyang Real Estate bigger. The old man who is so powerful in my family sees me and treats me as an ancestor!"

Cheng Yuan looked at him for a long time, and then laughed after a while.

"Okay, I'll help you."

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It was late at night, and the room was pitch black.Because there were no curtains to cover it, the bright moonlight shone in the bedroom.Han Yang turned over and looked at Cheng Yuan's sleeping profile, his eyes suddenly wet.

A long time ago, Cheng Yuan was the only ray of light in his closed and dark life.He seemed to be going forward with courage and confidence.In fact, I feel more insecure than anyone else.

He was afraid that Cheng Yuan would leave one day, so he simply stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

Five years, countless days and nights, they have countless opportunities to reconcile.

Han Yang sometimes wonders how Cheng Yuan got through the past five years.In the days without him, does he miss for a moment, does he think of himself for a moment.

His eyes were blurred by tears, and he slowly stretched out his arms to hug the sleeping Cheng Yuan.After a while, the man turned over and wrapped him in his arms with his strong and strong arms.

In the dark night, Cheng Yuan slowly opened his eyes, the deep and indifferent eyes were mixed with surprise and sorrow.

He had waited too long for this hug.

Han Yang, don't push me away.That helpless and cold night, the blood dripping down your palm is the only nightmare I have had in five years.

How can I take back my heart that was originally given to you.

The next day the rain stopped.

Lao Zuo got up early to clean the car, and the four of them had lunch and continued on the road.

This time, after driving for a full day and night, Han Yang's face turned blue and his temper became irritable. Although Cheng Yuan didn't feel any obvious discomfort, he frowned frequently.

After finally entering Liushi, he immediately asked Lao Zuo to find a five-star hotel to rest for a while.

Li Zong was dragged down from the parking lot by Anthony, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and Han Yang looked terrified: "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"No...no need." Li Zong vomited for a long time holding the trash can, sat down on the side of the road, almost rolled his eyes and said, "I'll just have a good sleep, it's fine."

Anthony raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and reached out his hand to roughly pull Li Zong up from the ground. Looking at Li Zong's horrific face with good-looking eyes, he smiled but said, "It's okay, let's go to sleep now." As he spoke, he pulled Li Zong straight to the hotel hall.

After completing the check-in procedures, Han Yang felt sore all over his body, his feet felt like he was stepping on cotton, and his throat felt as uncomfortable as a knife scratch.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Cheng Yuan put away his things, prepared bath towels and slippers for him, and Han Yang entered the bathroom listlessly.In the end, when he came out of the bath, he found that he was alone in the bedroom, and Cheng Yuan was missing.

Maybe it was because he was too tired, Han Yang really couldn't bear the energy to pursue it.He got into the quilt with both hands and feet, and fell into the soft mattress all over his body. He suddenly closed his eyes and held his breath, and then took a long breath, and fell into a dizzy sleep.

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Here, Cheng Yuan drove to Panlong Mountain by himself. Xue Jiang was standing at the foot of the mountain, talking to an old melon seller.

He was wearing a navy blue jacket with a pair of beige trousers underneath, with the trouser legs rolled up, and he still looked like a migrant worker.

Cheng Yuan got out of the car and walked over: "Is there an appointment?"

Xue Jiang nodded, stretched out his hand and rubbed his short hair: "Abbot Huiming happened to be lecturing scriptures in the temple today, and now he is in the meditation room."

"Let's go then."

Wearing a suit, Cheng Yuan walked up the steep steps on the mountain road step by step. The temple was on the top of the mountain and you could smell the incense from a distance. Many believers bowed down piously along the way.

The Jing'an Temple in Liushi is a very famous temple, with strong incense, and it is said that it is very effective.

"You said that you are a foreigner, why do you still believe in Buddhism so much?" Xue Jiang followed behind and teased Cheng Yuan, sweating on his forehead.

"It's always good to have faith." Cheng Yuan stopped, waited for Xue Jiang, and continued walking: "I planted the cause myself, and now I should come to seek the fruit myself."

Xue Jiang was confused when he heard this: "I found that there is a generation gap between me and you. You said that you didn't feel such a big gap when you were on the construction site. But look, you are wearing a suit and leather shoes now, and I still look poor. Son."

Cheng Yuan stopped, turned his head to look at Xue Jiang for a long time, and laughed suddenly: "I heard that your wife gave birth? Back then, it was said that I would be a godfather, but now it still counts?"

Xue Jiang was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "It's a girl who weighs more than eight catties. Of course I count, but... just because I'm afraid you won't admit it."

"When I'm done with my work here, I'll go see the child."

"Success, let's drink some more then!"

When Xue Jiang heard Cheng Yuan's words, he became more energetic than before, walked up the mountain happily, raised his hand with his cuff to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and panted heavily.

If he is a migrant worker doing hard work, his physical strength is naturally higher than that of Cheng Yuan who sits in an office.But now he is tired and out of breath, but Cheng Yuan still looks imposing and personable.

He is a famous diamond king, Laowu, who has a family and children, and his hair is graying because of hundreds of dollars.But time passed quickly, and Xue Jiang's heart became much calmer.In the early years, I did have a dream of being prosperous, but in the past two years, I have seen the reality clearly.

A phoenix will always be a phoenix, and a pheasant will always be a pheasant.

However, there is nothing wrong with being a pheasant when the wife and children are hot on the kang.

When he arrived at the temple, Cheng Yuan was taken into the meditation room by the young monk after he offered incense.

Abbot Huiming was concentrating on chanting scriptures, when he heard him coming to knock the wooden fish in his hand, he paused, then put it down gently, turned his head to look at Cheng Yuan, his eyes froze, and a smile gradually appeared.

"Benefactor, please sit down."

"Master." Cheng Yuan clasped his hands together, respectfully took off his shoes at the door, sat down opposite Huiming, and said sincerely, "Master, I came to visit you this time to ask for something."