After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Relying on his height, long legs and long strides, Fu Juntong caught up with Han Qi, who was walking slowly in two or three steps.

At this time, Han Qi hadn't even left the door of the glass room.

Fu Juntong directly embraced Han Qi's waist from behind, and hugged him into his arms without any effort. After taking two steps, he was afraid that Han Qi would be bumped, so he still hugged Han Qi and walked back. Er anxious, but still carefully put him on the empty table.

The table is a bit high, Han Qi sits on it, and his field of vision suddenly rises, even a little higher than Fu Juntong who is standing. This is a very novel perspective, so Han Qi is also very curious to look left and right Look, this new perspective is different from what he could see from his previous height.

But his actions fell into Fu Juntong's eyes, even if he looked left and right, he didn't look at him anymore.

This made Fu Juntong's uneasy heart even more flustered.

Fu Juntong grabbed Han Qi's ring-wearing hand at once, and then separated his fingers one by one to reveal the gaps between them, and then filled them with his own fingers, and finally ended with a grasp .

The feeling in the hands obviously brought back Han Qi's consciousness, and drew his attention from the change of perspective to Fu Juntong.

Han Qi only felt that the hand holding him trembled slightly, but it seemed that he was deliberately restraining something. Obviously, the traces of the metacarpal bones on the back of his hand were clearly visible due to the force, but the strength of holding him was still well controlled.

It didn't hurt him at all.

Han Qi was taken aback for a moment, only to hear Fu Juntong's deep voice sounded slowly, and he could hear a little bit of grievance when he listened carefully: "Take my ring, you are mine now, you can't run away anymore."

As he spoke, he shook his hand a few times following his words, and just in time brought the overlapping part of the rings of the two to Han Qi's eyes.

He was signaling him both openly and secretly that everything was collected and he must not run away.

Since Han Qi is taller than Fu Juntong now, Fu Juntong needs to raise his head slightly when looking at him. This angle allows Han Qi to see the expression on Fu Juntong's face more clearly.

I saw one point of shock, two points of sadness, three points of firmness and four points of grievance on his face, such a beautiful statistical chart of the overlord's expression.

The rich expressions and meanings can be called the peak since Han Qi met Fu Juntong.

It seems that the mood is really ups and downs.

But why?He didn't do anything too much, just like what Fu Juntong himself said, he took away all the rings, doesn't that mean he agreed, and wouldn't the matter be over?

It can't be saved because he said before that he wants to be a single nobleman, so it won't happen, right?

With a tentative mentality, Han Qi thought about it and repeated what he just said:

"You can't be single if you find a man—"

It turns out it really does.

Before Han Qi finished speaking, Fu Juntong drew it over directly. Although Han Qi is still a little taller in this posture, Fu Juntong doesn't care where he is playing. He moved a little closer, then pressed the back of Han Qi's head and blocked his mouth.

After tossing and turning, two breaths of different frequencies intertwined, completely killing what Han Qi didn't say, which Fu Juntong didn't like to hear, between his lips and teeth.

As if with a sense of punishment, Fu Juntong kissed for a long time this time, until Han Qi's breathing became a little unsteady, and then he was let go.

Just now Fu Juntong's movements were a little rough, Han Qi was so weak after being kissed, so he could only borrow some strength from Fu Juntong's intertwined hand with his fingers, so that he could sit more stably.

He figured it out. Sitting on the table, it was true that he had taken advantage of it from the perspective of the view, but it was different from other aspects.

He was sitting on the table, his feet couldn't touch the ground. In the kiss just now, he felt very insecure, like a ship in a storm with nowhere to land, he could only let himself get lost in the sea, it was terrible.

Han Qi felt ashamed when he thought of being dizzy by Fu Juntong just now. He could feel the scorching heat coming from his face, so of course he was embarrassed to face Fu Juntong directly. Instead, he chose to lower his head, and Almost buried in the chest.

Unexpectedly, he was like this, but Fu Juntong still did not let him go easily.

Since Han Qi is taller now, even if he bows his head, in Fu Juntong's field of vision, he can still clearly see the blush on Han Qi's face. Know what Han Qi looks like now.

After all, his ears blushed much faster than his face.

In addition, Han Qi just repeated the sentence that single nobles are better. Although he was strangled by Fu Juntong before he finished speaking, Fu Juntong still felt that his soft heart was hurt. The bad kind.

So he started the nasty proactive attack again——

"If you take my things, you can't run away. If you run again, I'll arrest you and lock you in a cage!" Fu Juntong didn't change Han Qi's movements to make him face himself, he was just so simple Talking to Han Qi, while talking, he imagined such a scene and felt a little inexplicably excited.

Well, the real hammer is, he really changed his temper.

Fu Juntong looked at Han Qi's blushing face suddenly, thought for a while, and seemed to feel that his words were not deterrent enough, so he added a sentence later: "Don't try to run with the ball, and don't try to provoke me. Otherwise, when that time comes, no one will come to rescue you even if you yell to break your throat."

If Fu Juntong's previous sentence could be said to barely create a little sickly atmosphere, then the latter sentence can be said to destroy all the atmosphere that was created with great difficulty.

Han Qi held back his laughter until his face and neck turned red.

He is now lowering his head, so he can look at Fu Juntong with a slight lift. Han Qi suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious:

"My surname is Han. I can't be called Broken Throat. At most, I can change my name to Han Throat. You can't just drag me to change my surname."

Han Qi smiled, stretched out his hands to hold Fu Juntong's face, and leaned into his ear: "It's fine if you lock me up, no matter whether I succeed in running with the ball or not, according to the process, our children will grow up to be good." A three-year-old hacker, a four-year-old CEO, and a five-year-old invincible man. The genius son will break the confinement of you, the big devil, and save me. Hahahahaha, if you call him Broken Throat, say no Accurate this process will be faster, hahahahaha."

Han Qi was able to manage his facial expressions well at the beginning, but he couldn't hold back as he got to the end, and the more he talked, the more he wanted to laugh. The plots of novels he had read when he was young and frivolous, were now in his mind. Little by little weaves into a complete story.

Han Qi was so amused by his own story that he couldn't stop laughing to himself.

Fu Juntong, who was still able to say harsh words with a cold face, was a little bit impatient at the moment. Seeing Han Qi talking more and more happily, he seemed to be talking about the plot behind him, and he was about to see the sad news The scene of the tearful chasing of his wife at the crematorium happened, Fu Juntong panicked and quickly covered Han Qi's mouth with his hand.

He originally wanted to stop the scene of the domineering wife running with the ball from happening to him tragically, but he didn't expect to kill the danger at the source and make up a small black house play to scare him. He has already started to say that he wants to start a single noble life Han Qi, he never expected that this is the way to go, and there is such a messy development!

No, no, absolutely not!

Fu Juntong's hand covering Han Qi's mouth trembled slightly, and he wanted to stick to his final bottom line: "No, I don't agree, at the very least, how can our child be called Broken Throat, at least he should be called Fu Throat, It can be called Han Throat, but it can’t be called Po anyway!”

Seeing that Fu Juntong's expression suddenly became serious, Han Qi thought that he was going to say something cruel again, but he didn't expect it to be such a sentence.

"Hahahahaha!" Han Qi pulled off Fu Juntong's hand covering his mouth, and then laughed loudly, no, he couldn't bear it anymore, even if the Tathagata Buddha came today, he couldn't cover him Mouth that wants to laugh wildly!

"Fu, ha, just kidding you, haha, why are you taking it seriously, what kind of son's surname is Po, you're going to laugh at me to death, hahaha." He couldn't help smiling and looked a little out of breath.

"How could you be joking!" Fu Juntong said in disbelief when he heard the words. Although he also had this feeling in his heart, how could he admit that he had sensed that Han Qi was joking but still said such words? It's too embarrassing, it will make it appear that he, the president, is not only not domineering at all, but also a bit naive!

So he chose not to think about it with his brain, but let his emotions paralyze himself, so that his subsequent emotional connections will be more seamless.

"No matter what, you can't run anymore."

It's just that there seems to be something wrong when the emotions are connected. It should have been full of previous twists and turns and seemed a little aggressive, but when I said it, I didn't know why and it started to look a little weak.

Only those two words at the beginning were loud and firm, but they became weaker and weaker at the end, and even seemed a little guilty for no reason.

Yes, even though he tried his best not to think about it, he still inevitably realized the fact that Han Qi was joking with him. His emotional position was no longer tenable, and of course it couldn't support him.

Fortunately, Han Qi didn't notice the reason for his change of tone, and thought he was wronged, so he put more emphasis on what Fu Juntong said.

"When did I run away, haven't I always stayed by your side honestly?"

Speaking of this, Fu Juntong's unmentionable emotions rose again:

"Nonsense! When I went to the villa for the first time to eat, I was diagnosed as pregnant, and you ran away without even taking the report card, and now it's still in my study!"

Fu Juntong felt that his emotions were getting up again, so of course he had to strike while the iron was hot:

"If you ran away again this time, you would not only have cheated my people and my heart, but also cheated me of my money. I will be deflected by you, and you still run away, you scumbag!"

Han was caught off guard and was labeled as a scumbag. Qi:

"I'm not, I don't have you listen to me!"