Report to the president, your actor has run away again

At this time, Wu Zhuoyi had already entered the lobby on the first floor of Xinhuo, and because the voice of "you were born or I was born" was too loud, he successfully attracted the curious attention of the younger brother at the front desk.

Wu Zhuo was anxious, so he couldn't help being a little irritable, so he glared back angrily.

The little brother was so frightened that he quickly looked away and pretended to look around.

"I always thought you would be more experienced..."

Tang Ruan on the other end of the phone was still humming.

"I just felt a little uncomfortable, so nauseous, and wanted to vomit all the time, but it was fine in the past, and I wanted to eat some weird things, and then I felt nauseous and vomited again."

Tang Ruanyue said that Wu Zhuoyi on the other end of the phone frowned more and more.

"What should I do, Zhuo Zhuo, I'm so scared of QAQ"

Wu Zhuo sighed, and held up the phone with another hand, "Don't be afraid, what was it like when you were pregnant with a sugar bowl, can't you recall it?"

Tang Ruan blinked her eyes, then shook her head, realized that Wu Zhuo could not see, and immediately said: "I can't remember the exact feeling, but it seems to be the same as usual, except that the stomach is getting bigger, other... ...not disgusting or uncomfortable."

Tang Ruan was naturally very nervous about this matter, not to mention being pregnant, he was usually ill and had a fever, until it was so serious that he fainted, he himself never knew how to take it seriously.

Even the pregnancy sugar jar was discovered in almost three months.

Suddenly there was a new baby in her belly, Tang Ruan was in a panic, she was worried every day, she didn't dare to eat this one, dare not touch that one, for fear that something might happen to that little thing in her belly.

But unexpectedly, Sugar Bowl has always been very good in his stomach. Except that it is not convenient to move after the month is old, and he often suffers from backaches, everything else is almost the same as usual.

Tang Ruan remembered that Su Yu said at the time that this child was really good, knowing that his father was in a difficult time, in order to keep him he had to be on guard against the Tang family and at the same time avoid the Fu family. There is a tiger in the back, so he doesn't toss or make trouble, he is a good boy.

But people say that obedient children in the womb are the least worrying after birth, but those who can be tossed in the womb will be more obedient after they come out.

Look at Tang Juan'er who was sick three days after birth, and who was sick every five days, and Xiao Sutang, who tossed Xu Chen to death during pregnancy but was so obedient as soon as he was born, Tang Ruan believed it.

"Then you have the whole pregnancy test stick."

Wu Zhuo lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, he said inarticulately: "Let Fu Xin go, don't go out by yourself."

Tang Ruan curled her lips and hummed softly, "I don't want to tell him yet, if I don't get pregnant, I will be laughed at by him."

Wu Zhuoyi: "...?" I'm sorry he doesn't understand this brain circuit very well.

"You vomited like that at the award ceremony, and now the trending searches on Weibo are all like that. Do you think Fu Xin is stupid? He won't see it?"

Tang Ruan hesitated for a moment, but insisted on her own idea.

"Don't worry about it, anyway, let's talk about it when we get back."

Even if Tang Ruan didn't say anything, Wu Zhuoyi could probably understand what he was hesitating about.

"Ah, I'm really going to be mad at you, Tang Ruan, you said it yourself, how many times have I told you to pay attention to protective measures, have you listened to it?"

Tang Ruan was a little guilty, and said in a small voice: "Listen, it's just one time, really it's not that one time"

"Which time? Do you remember when?"

"Just when I was in Yunchuan..."

"When did Fu Xin go to visit the class?"

"Uh-huh"

"Are you sure you didn't wear it that time?"

If it was an artist and manager from another family, this kind of conversation would definitely be more or less awkward. Not only was it awkward, some artists would even feel that the manager was prying into his privacy.

But Tang Ruan and Wu Zhuoyi obviously did not have such concerns.

In Wu Zhuoyi's heart, Tang Ruan was his little pet. Although he didn't really want to know when the little pets mate, sometimes he had to.

Like now.

"Ah, let me think about it"

The little pet held the phone between its cheeks and shoulders, and began to scratch its fingers.

"Twice on the bed in the bedroom, twice on the carpet, once on the balcony, twice in the bathroom, once in the hallway, and..."

Wu Zhuoyi: "...Okay, that's fine, I know, don't talk anymore."

Forcing himself not to think about those pictures, especially those on the balcony and in the bathroom, Wu Zhuoyi lit another cigarette and took a puff silently.

"From the perspective of time, the possibility of pregnancy is very high. In short...you should be mentally prepared."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before Tang Ruan's voice came leisurely.

"Well, I know, if there is one"

Tang Ruan lowered his head, and lightly touched his relatively flat belly.

"I will give birth to her as I did to Sugar Bowl."

It was so difficult at the beginning, he never thought of giving up the sugar bowl, now

Even if he was asked to give up his career, he would still choose this little baby.

Nothing is more important than a fresh little life.

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