Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

Cong Ru was brought to the restaurant by He Songyu, and it was a self-service, "I'll send Tanhua to the veterinarian first, what do you want to eat, the chef inside will tell them by himself."

Cong Ru nodded and told him to leave quickly, "I know, don't worry about me, you go."

His eyes were no longer on He Songyu, he rubbed Tanhua's head, walked to the chef's table, and saw that there were chefs from different countries, Cong Ru whistled.

No wonder He Songyu would say that this place is both a base and a resort, and the breakfast mode alone is comparable to a star hotel, if not worse.

He turned around, dazzled, backed away when he reached the seafood area, turned his footsteps, and went to ask the foreign chef for a small portion of freshly fried steak, and went to fill a cup of latte himself.

When the food was served, it was clearly fragrant, but Cong Ru felt that he had no appetite at all. He took a few symbolic mouthfuls, but put down his knife and fork until a woman with a big belly came to a table near him.

When she sat down carefully, Cong Ru was very afraid that her bulging belly would bump against the corner of the table. He thought that most of the people here were men, because He Songyu said that this place was half a training base. Pregnant women are rather strange, he can only guess whose family members the other party might be.

A small shadow fell to the ground, and the purse with the pattern of small yellow flowers lay quietly on the ground, which made the young pregnant woman who had just sat down sigh in embarrassment. She leaned on the table and was about to bend down to pick it up. Pick it up quickly and put it back on the table.

The pregnant woman raised her head in surprise. Cong Ru was standing at an angle from top to bottom, overlooking her entire stomach, which was equivalent to the angle of a pregnant woman looking at herself. It is hard to imagine that a woman with slender limbs would have such a swollen belly after pregnancy.

Cong Ru pointed to his seat, "I'll sit there, if you have any inconvenience, please call me for help."

The woman's eyes lingered on his handsome and handsome face with a slight smile, and she spoke with a foreign accent, she said shyly: "Thank you... Fortunately, you are here. It is difficult for me to bend down this month."

Cong Ru was stunned for a moment, "It's okay, it's easy to do with little effort." After finishing speaking, he smiled politely and was about to leave when the waiter came over with food and put it on the table. Cong Ru sniffed and was attracted by the tableware and dishes, see more I glanced twice.

"My name is Sanchun Niaoxun," the young woman called out to him. "My husband is also an employee here. He is a native of China. Thank you very much just now."

Cong Ru was a little surprised, but he quickly realized that he gave his name. His voice was clear and translucent, with a natural laziness, "It's a small matter, don't be so polite. Why did your husband let you eat here alone. "

He glanced at her belly, then quickly pulled his eyes back, and put them on Sanchun Niaoxun's face politely, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, so as not to appear aggressive.San Chunniao showed shyness on his face, and said implicitly: "He is an instructor. In fact, he had already had a meal with me before dawn. He went to training, and now I have my second meal. I came out without telling him." .”

It can be heard that she and her husband have a good relationship. Although the Chinese can be heard with an accent, it is still very fluent. Cong Ru nodded, "Then I won't bother you to eat."

His stomach suddenly rumbled, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

San Chunniaoxun covered his mouth, said with curved eyebrows, "You should not be full yet, if you don't mind, please sit down and eat with me."

Cong Ru rubbed his nose, "It's not that I hate it...that is, is your meal specially prepared by the chef? It looks good."

Originally, he didn't have much appetite, but he had to eat something due to hypoglycemia, but when he saw other people's food, he wanted to eat it again. Is it true that other people's food tastes better?

Sanchun Niaoxun asked in surprise, "Do you like it?"

"?" Cong Ru: "The taste is quite fragrant."

Sanchunniao smiled, and looked at Cong Ru with darker eyes, which made him feel weird, "This is a meal for pregnant women that my husband communicated with the kitchen to help me... If you like, you can call the chef Make another one for you."

Cong Ru: "..."

When He Songyu walked into the restaurant, he could see Cong Ru's figure at a glance, and his footsteps stopped. There was a young woman with a pretty face and a Xiaojiabiyu temperament sitting opposite him.

He glanced at the pregnant belly under the other's table, and walked straight towards Cong Ru.

The astonishment on Sanchun Niaoxun's face couldn't be suppressed, "Mr. He."

Cong Ru turned her head and saw He Songyu's hand on his shoulder, and heard He Songyu's search to San Chunniao above her head: "Ming Zi'an is training in the shooting range. If you want to see him, I can call him over for you."

His voice was still cold and hard, and his tone sounded quite gentle. Cong Ru couldn't help looking between him and Sanchun Niaoxun.

Sanchun Niaoxun smiled at him and said, "Mr. He is my husband's boss. I am very grateful to Mr. He for allowing me to live here at the base. Normally, ordinary people are not allowed to come in."

She blinked her eyes and hinted to Cong Ru that she already knew that he should have an unusual status, that's why he was here, especially when He Songyu came, put his hands on his shoulders, and stood beside Cong Ru, what do you think? Both of them seem to have a good relationship.

He Songyu: "Zian applied to the company himself, so you don't need to thank me. What are you talking about?"

Sanchun Niaoxun replied quickly: "I dropped my wallet on the floor. Mr. Cong picked it up for me. I chatted with him for a while and then we ate together. Not bad, better than steak salad."

Cong Ru felt that the girl was talking too fast. When He Songyu asked, she said everything as if she was reporting the situation to the teacher. At this time, she was still fluent in Chinese, without a single typo.

It's all right now, He Songyu looked at him with delicate eyes, and glanced at the clean plate he ate, everything was self-evident.

He Songyu pulled back his chair, "So you like confinement meals."

San Chunniao corrected, "Mr. He, it's a meal for pregnant women."

Cong Ru: "..."

What is this kind of inexplicable embarrassment? He can't blame other girls. Cong Ru pretended to be nothing, took a sip of coffee, and said to He Songyu: "When did I say I like it? Just eat, and share any meals, is it interesting?"

Sanchun Niaoxun nodded seriously with an embarrassed expression on his face, "Mr. Cong is right, I didn't think it through."

"..." I forgot about this girl, and I was afraid that she would not think well, Cong Ru explained: "I'm not talking about you, don't take it personally, I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just talking about the facts, because this breakfast really suits me Appetite, if it wasn't for your recommendation, I wouldn't have much appetite."

While speaking, he stared at He Songyu intentionally or unintentionally, with obvious meaning, whether he was targeting someone, because he was targeting He Songyu.

What's wrong with eating confinement meals and pregnant women's meals?

In the end, it was this neon man-wife and sister who responded the most to him, nodding with a taught face, "Is Mr. Cong here on vacation? I have irregular meal times. I eat when I'm hungry. Sir, he can't come back to accompany me." .If you like, we can also have frequent dinner appointments."

It was the first time for Cong Ru to be regarded as a meal friend by a pregnant woman, and he couldn't refuse, "I'm not here for vacation. My 'daughter' is sick and I took her to see a doctor. Didn't you say that ordinary people are not allowed in here? If you come this time, you may not have the chance next time.”

Sanchun sister was surprised: "Daughter? Does Mr. Cong already have a wife?"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at He Songyu, and said meaningfully: "I don't have a wife. I am a bachelor who is determined not to marry. I will never marry someone I don't like."

"The 'daughter' I'm talking about is my little wolf dog."

He Songyu's eyes steadily caught the disgust in Cong Ru's eyes. He looked much better than when he first came in the morning. He had eaten a meal for pregnant women, and he became full of energy again. "It doesn't matter if you want to come here often, I'll get someone to give you half a pass later. Now go to do a personnel file registration and enter it into the face recognition system. Next time you can come over whenever you want, and you can also move." Come and live."

Cong Ru, who didn't expect He Songyu to let go so easily: "..." Feeling that he dug a hole for himself, he refused with a half-smile, "Let's forget it, I'm still an outsider..."

He Songyu: "Do you want to be a wife?"

Cong Ru choked, gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you, I don't want to."

Next to them, San Chunniao looked for clues among them, and seemed to sense the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them. After a brief surprise, he covered his mouth and sneered subtly.

Cong Ru looked at her, somewhat ashamed that he had started a fight with He Songyu in front of the person he just met, and stood up, "How is Tanhua, I'll go and see it. Miss Sanchun, you..."

He was a little worried about the young pregnant woman.

Sanchun Niaoxun: "I'm fine, you guys go, I still have to wait for my husband here."

Cong Ru nodded, "Goodbye."

He fled the scene quickly, as if he was trying to avoid He Songyu, and fled with his back a little lost.

Sanchun Niaoxun smiled and sighed, "Mr. Cong is a nice person, is he a friend of Mr. He?"

He Songyu stared at Cong Ru's back and nodded, "A kid."

If Cong Ru was here, his eyes would have been rolled out. He is three years younger than He Songyu, but at this age, he doesn't need to be called a kid.

When He Songyu walked out of the restaurant, he saw Cong Ru in a daze outside. He didn't take him there. Cong Ru didn't know where the veterinarian was.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Cong Ru crossed her hands, looking impatient, "Could you hurry up, how is my baby?"

He Songyu: "Baby?"

Cong Ru opened her eyelids and squinted at him, "Tan Hua, why, what are you looking at. My 'daughter' is not my baby."

He Songyu looked indifferent, he wanted to say that it was just a little wolfhound.

Touching Cong Ru's eyes, he closed his mouth, knowing that if he really said that sentence, this person would be like a puffer fish, and he would be so angry that he would swell into a ball in a second.