The privately pregnant man of the black-hearted president

"Why change?" Mu Qianfeng looked sideways calmly.

"The buyer's wish, this is freedom." Liao Yuhan tidied up his collar.

"Yes," the butler looked down with hesitation, "is he better than me for that child?"

"This is just your expectation." Liao Yuhan glanced at the other party.

"Can you allow me to ask, what did that boy do wrong?" Mu Qianfeng clenched his fist tremblingly, thinking of his younger brother.

"If you like him, I allow you to chase him from now on, and take him with you after he gives birth."

"You think too much, I just hope that innocent lives will not be harmed,,, goodbye." The housekeeper took a breath, turned and walked towards the door.

"I think...you must like that little guy very much, you must, and you have to do this, and then take him with you, and then stay by your side." Liao Yuhan twisted his neck and suddenly raised his right hand.In the empty hall, there was the sound of a pistol being loaded, "That's right, otherwise this gun and his shot body will be mailed to your house by then, ha ha."

The high-pitched voice is calm and enchanting, but it is like a knife that stabs people's hearts.

"Why do you think that he can be your bargaining chip to threaten me?"

"Otherwise, you can try it."

From the fist to the whole body, Mu Qianfeng's whole body became trembling.

He likes Ye Ziyang, but it's not the so-called love between men and women, but like his own younger brother.

Once the most cherished thing is lost, if you find its shadow again, you will try your best to keep it.

"Goodbye." Weakly, the butler finally let go of his right hand and walked slowly towards the door.

After saying his last goodbye to the old gentleman who was still working in front of the courtyard, Mu Qianfeng walked out of the big house.

"Uh……"

Suddenly, a person appeared next to him covering his nose with a handkerchief. When he opened his eyes with difficulty, he found that half of that person's face was wrapped in bandages. . .

……

For some reason, Su Yuntian didn't feel sleepy outside the door.

In the dark blue night sky, there are many stars twinkling, but the dark yellow moon is not as round as it should be.

In his mind, he was always thinking about Ye Ziyang, from two years ago to the present.

He knew that the boy would never forgive himself easily, but he had to do it like a puppet.

the next morning.

When Ye Ziyang woke up, Su Yuntian had already come to his side.

"Didn't sleep?" Seeing the dark circles under the other party's eyes, the boy asked.

"Your snoring is too loud." Su Yuntian replied calmly leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

"Are you usually...not irritable or serious?"

"You have so many questions." Su Yuntian took out a bag of milk powder from the bedside cabinet, poured boiling water into a cup, and made Ye Ziyang a cup of milk.

"give me?"

"Thinking too much, inside of you."

"Damn, I haven't heard that a baby needs to drink milk for a month in the womb." The boy said disdainfully.

But at the same time, doubts arose in my heart. What is going on with this big man? Why does he feel like he is completing a task? It is only natural for him to yell at himself now, and this can also give him ample reason Hate him to death, there is really no need to leave a better impression.

However, it makes sense to say that everything is for the one in the stomach.

In fact, before finding a way to get revenge on him, relying on some "relationships" to eat and drink, why not do it, Ye Ziyang silently praised his clever idea.

"Because he was born, you can't express the milk." Su Yuntian took the cup from the boy's hand.

"I discovered that the relationship between master and slave is reversed, and you actually came to serve me?" Ye Ziyang teased.

"You're thinking too much again. As I said, a mother is more expensive than a child."

"Yes, I have experienced it."

After speaking, Su Yuntian showed a casual smile on his indifferent expression.

"You look better."

"Well, when will I be discharged from the hospital? I don't like the sick look. It doesn't fit a soldier at all, does it?"

"You decide."

"Now?"

"Change your own clothes." Su Yuntian said this, as if he felt that something was missing, so he turned around, "Be careful when you get out of bed."

"..."